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Event Log #005

EVENT LOG
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Happy February, folks! The hotel is chugging along as it always does and nothing really seems that out of the ordinary, actually. Mr Bennet is at the front desk as per usual, greeting new guests, checking out old ones, generally being mediocre at his job but there's something a little... off about him this morning. A little more Springtime focused. Is it the suit? No, no, that's the same as it always is. Is it the face? No, Mr Bennet's face is unable to be perceived by eyes as per usual. No, it's the —

The bunny ears?

HOP TO IT

It seems Mr Bennet has developed a pair of bunny ears and a tail overnight, but he's not the only one. Every staff member and guest of the hotel will find that they have grown a pair of animal ears and a matching tail when they wake up that morning. It's nekomimi time, y'all! But not just neko, characters will find themselves with all categories of ears and tails. Cats, dogs, rabbit, deer, fish. Whatever animal best suits the characters are what they'll find themselves sporting.

For all intents and purposes, these will be part of your characters bodies and real additional limbs. It will hurt if someone hurts them and they will bleed if someone cuts them. There will be some added bonuses as well as characters will also take on the traits of the animals they become. However players want to interpret this is up to them — it can be light like a cat person just being more aloof or heavy like a spider person having multiple eyes and limbs. Whatever is most fun for the player and most hectic for the character, of course.

This effect will last till the end of the month.

Of course, an additional note: For characters who already have animal ears and/or tails — they will either keep those ears and tails and develop more traits of that animal. Or they can become something entirely different for the month. Player preference!

ANIMAL CRACKERS

Mr Bennet has found this to be hysterical though so he has set up a stall in the main lounge that's advertising animal crackers. They're a little less cracker and more cookie though, and larger than the traditional animal cracker. They also come in all shapes and sizes. If you can think of the animal, you can have an animal cracker with it. There is a dog cracker. There is a whale cracker. There is a spider cracker. All kinds of things. Even fictional animals, like gryphons and dragons!

The only catch is — once your character eats the cracker they will become that animal entirely. This is probably tipped off by the bunny rabbit hopping around the lounge in a little hotel jacket, huh. Thanks Mr Bennet. The effect of these crackers will last as long as the player prefers and characters are free to eat another cracker and become another animal afterwards.

One thing though, as the animal, characters will still be able to speak in animal form. So there's that!

The animal crackers will also be available till the end of the month.

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[ She may be experiencing a little bit what it's like to be a cursed spirit facing the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, as he often enjoys toying with them like a cat before a meal, too. Still, he remains bound by the other whims of cathood, including need to go after those ribbons, catching them deftly as they soar through the air. He has so many ribbons now!! He's the luckiest cat of the litter.

It's enough to set him purring again, even if her statement brings him out of his ribbon-focused reverie, for a moment. ]

It doesn't have to be. Besides, we kind of act like a couple sometimes...

[ Maybe it's going a step too far to draw attention to it like that, but it's the truth. The little touches and stolen glances, the occasional kissing and makeouts. They're not together, but they're not not together... ]

Do you need some convincing?

[ The thing is, it is the truth, and Sumina knows it, too. But also they've only made out once,

Still, giving voice to that unspoken nebulousness of their, uh, situation flusters her all the more, and as does his question. She glances at him over her shoulder even as she's trying to briskly walk away. ]

You— You mean something nefarious by that, I just know it, you mischievous cat...!

[ But unfortunately, because she is distracted, she fails to notice that she is about to walk right into her coffee table, and her shin collides spectacularly with its corner. ]

Ow! Shit.

[ She also loses her footing, but luckily her sofa which previously starred in their Big Breakfast episode is right there... ]

[ Excuse him? Did she just say shit???

It's enough to nearly shake him out of his predatory mindset — but not quite. He chuckles in his rolling purr once more, seeing his opportunity for what it is. As she tumbles back towards the sofa, his deftly seizes both of her wrists in his hands, pressing her back against the cushions as his knee wedges itself between her own. It's not exactly difficult to overpower her, but needless to say, she is thoroughly pinned back against the sofa, with no chance of escape.

His face hovers mere inches above her own, grin cut in elated triumph. Oh, this is fun. It's more than fun. It's... ]

Hah. Got you again.

[ And he's got her right where he wants her... ]

[ It all happens so fast; she falls, but in just the blink of an eye, Satoru is suddenly on top of her, pinning her to the sofa with her wrists firmly grasped in his hands. She cannot even spare a thought for what else is going on between that and the fact that his face is so, so very close to hers now, too.

Swallowing thickly with her heart beating thunderously in her chest, she turns her head so that they aren't face to face... ]

T-This is...

[ So... ]

Fine. You'll be my only Valentine...

[ That's all that this is about, right? ]

[ It's only once she turns her flushed face away from him and relents that Satoru seems to gain some clarity of mind, even if he is soon overtaken by a different sort of yearning. Something in the way she exposes her throat to him like that stokes a fire that he didn't expect, and while this may be part of his inherited prey drive...that's certainly not all there is to it. ]

...You mean it?

[ He mutters, but there's not much intent behind the words. His attention is elsewhere now, in the sweep of her neck, the curve of her murine ears, the scent of her hair and skin so close to him. Should he...kiss her right now? Kinda seems a little...

Yet he's dipping down all the same, nuzzling into the corner of her jaw, inhaling the scent of her skin, and purring yet again. ]

You don't really have to...

[ Of course, murmuring where he is now, his lips brush her throat with every word. ]

Edited (:pray:) 2024-02-10 02:22 (UTC)

[ Oh. The sensation of his purring and his words fluttering over the skin of her neck has tenses her body as she draws in a quivering gasp. That's— This really is— ]

S-Satoru, just - wait a moment.

[ Maybe it's that mouse in her, but a high-pitched sort of noise escapes her throat as she squirms beneath him. They're in danger like this, but not quite in the same way that their current animalistic features would dictate. ]

I didn't realize... That you would pay mind to such a holiday.

[ He had been quite spirited during the winter festivities, to be certain, but in the nebulousness of their relationship, she thought it would be safer or more sensible to simply go the platonic route with everyone this time around. ]

And all these happenings with the hotel this month... You're not just saying all of this because of that, are you...?

[ Him wanting to be her Valentine.. isn't just part of his little cat-and-mouse game, is it? ]

[ Oh, they are in danger, aren't they.

Still, her question gives him pause, because to be honest, he hadn't really thought about why he asked. Part of what spurred it on was certainly his newfound prey drive, but he would be lying if he didn't admit that in the back of his mind, he had sort of...expected to spend Valentine's Day with her. He's not her sweetheart, but they'd spent Christmas Eve together anyway, hadn't they? And he'd explained its cultural significance to her then, too.

They're still not ready to put a name to their relationship. He thinks. They haven't exactly discussed it since the ball, but wasn't that the point? That they were just heeding what felt right, and not pushing for anything more until they were both emotionally ready for it? What if...talking about it is what feels right?

...He kind of just wants to go back to nuzzling her and purring. Damn. ]

No, of course not. It's just...in Japan, girls usually give some kind of token of affection to the guy they're into. It's not always tied to being a couple.

[ ...But it often is, so if she's not ready for that, he won't push for it. That's only his perspective on the holiday, anyway. For all he knows, they don't even have Valentine's where Sumina's from. ]

[ They haven't discussed it since the ball, no, but... at the same time, so much has happened since then... And for someone like Sumina who's scarcely pursued things of a romantic nature in her life, this haziness leaves her... unsure, at times, as to what the proper course of action would be. Surely, there are deities where she's from whose domain celebrates love of many forms, and who have holidays around celebrating it, but predictably... Sumina has never quite given herself a chance to participate, beyond occasionally accepting flowers or small gifts from guests.

...Somehow, even for how difficult their more emotional moments have been as of late, they were... easier to navigate. It's easy to know at such at time what the right thing to do is; romance or no, of course she would offer him a shoulder to lean on, or listen to him when speaking of his darker moments. But something like this? It feels like it should be so much simpler, yet...

Well. It doesn't help that he has her pinned beneath him like this, either. ]

I-I see. Satoru...

[ With her head still turned away, her cheeks and ears still flushed, she closes her eyes. She feels so embarrassed... ]

Making cards for the others... That has no bearing on how I feel about you. You know that, right? I'm not— "Into" anyone else... But I've never celebrated this kind of holiday before, so I wasn't sure what to do...

[ He kinda figured, given the circumstances that it took to get her to even confess to him, but still, hearing her admit as much out loud tickles him in such a silly-sweet way. He's still not used to the giddy, boyish feeling that comes with it, that rushes through him like a smattering of butterfly wings, and a laugh escapes him in much the same manner. ]

You're into me, eh, Momo? Maybe hunting you was overkill, heheh...

[ Even if the literal hunting was driven by his newfound feline sensibilities. He might've been confident in her interest in him, but he's still the sort to get jealous easily, and his ego can never have enough padding.

After a moment, he lets go of her wrists, but he doesn't move away, instead bracing his hands on either side of her against the sofa, leveling her with a hooded, cocksure gaze. ]

Let me make it up to you?

[ He has that bright glint in his eyes again, but one that suggests causing her trouble in a much different way than before. Behind him, his tail flicks slowly back and forth again. Does he need to spell it out for her? ]

Satoru... I let you show me your most traumatizing memories and held you while you wept.

[ He doesn't need to "hunt" her, nor does he need to say she's into him like he didn't alreayd know that!?

So maybe it was overkill, but truth to tell, if she was truly so displeased by it all, she would have done more to vocalize that. It's just... maybe, just maybe, she's not aware of that truth, herself. There's so much she doesn't know about herself when it comes to these matters...

...Which also means, yes, he needs to spell it out for her. Because while he does let go of her wrists, that's really only making their position marginally less compromising. And the way he looks at her... ]

...I've a feeling that you don't mean to help with my to-do list.

Hm...you're saying you wouldn't do that for just anyone, huh?

[ He wouldn't, but Sumina has a much more empathetic soul than his own. Regardless, he doesn't want to dwell on that too much at the moment, especially when she offers her answer, even if it's not exactly a yes or a no. It's a bit weary, yes, but also...perhaps a bit flirty? Or so it sounds to him. ]

Something tells me you've been working too hard anyway. You've been such a busy little mouse, haven't you?

[ Close as they are, the chuckle that leaves him brushes her skin, and a low purr rumbles in his throat once more. He can't keep the purring at bay for long in her present. ]

Sooo....can I kiss you?

[ Look at him, being such a gentleman. ]

[ It is gentlemanly of him to ask; it tells Sumina, too, that he asks in earnest. If wanting to kiss her stemmed solely from his feline sensibilities, he would have asked without words.

She would have let him in such a case, too, but it means so much more to her that he does. There's simply no denying the unrelenting, restless beat of her heart and the blooming warmth in her features at how close they are, how his voice sounds, the purring in his throat... ]

I... suppose I could take a little break...

[ Which is a yes, along with the way she moves her hands to frame his face and closes her eyes. ]

[ He may not have asked because of his feline sensibilities, but oh, does he ever look like the cat who got the cream when she answers favorably. His mouth curls into a distinctly catlike smile, tail slowing to sway side to side behind him, while his ears turn back on his head, distinctly relaxed. As she takes his face in her hands, he at last lowers himself to kiss her —

Although not on the mouth, as she might have expected. He wasn't exactly clear about where he was gonna kiss her, but he's still thinking about how her neck and the scoop of her collar had looked earlier, when he'd first pinned her down.

So first his lips meet the corner of her jaw, slow and lingering, before he peppers another kiss to the column, of her throat. Then another, and another. ]

[ With her eyes closed, she can only feel when he takes a detour, both from the touch of her hands on his face and then from the very way his lips alight upon... not her mouth shortly thereafter. He startles a gasp out of her, eyes then fluttering open as she glances at him and that mischievous catlike expression on his features. ]

Wait, that's—

[ Pressing her lips together momentarily, she stifles a high-pitched little noise while he presses two more kisses to her neck, before at last she manages to add: ]

That's cheating, Satoru...

[ Another laugh escapes him, this time warm and flush against her skin, as he continues that slow and steady trail of kisses before he answers. He takes his time, kissing her throat, the soft patch of skin beneath her chin, the corner of her jaw near her murine ear. And when he's close to that ear: ]

How do you figure? Please. Enlighten me.

[ He'll wait, before pressing forward, to hear her plead her case. His gaze remains as coy as ever, though there's some color in his cheekbones that wasn't there before. ]

[ Is he even listening? He simply continues to kiss her neck freely, while she swallows against a lump in her throat and bites down on her lower lip before she responds in kind. ]

You know why...!

[ He didn't specify where he was going to kiss her!! ]

I didn't know you were going to...

[ Her voice trails off, shrunken and quiet. Gods. She can't do this. How is she supposed to just speak these things out loud? With her Charisma score that is actually pretty decent but not specced for steamy conversations!?! ]

[ No, he didn't specify...but is it such a huge difference? (Yes.) Kissing her on the lips should be the more intimate act, and yet leaning over her like this, kissing the length of her neck and her features like he has all the time in the world...he knows exactly what he's doing.

...Which is also why he's taking it slow, and mindful of her reactions. She hasn't asked him to stop, but this is new territory for them, especially in this somewhat compromising position. However, he's never been one to flinch away from what he wants, and now that she's assuaged his worries about her Valentine's, his predatory urges are set aside. For the time being.

...It's not easy, though, to resist the urge to sink his teeth into her soft skin instead, but whether that has anything to do with his prey drive or not is debatable. ]

Ah. Should I stop, then?

[ With that same lilt to his voice, he lifts his mouth away from her, peering at her with wicked, bright eyes. ]

[ That he's going as slowly as he does is the only reason Sumina hasn't tried to stop him outright, like as not. Even this is already a lot to ask of her without any warning, but given recent events, perhaps... There's a curiosity that's been stirred within her that she knows not how to voice, and only like this is it given a chance to show itself.

All to say, drawing the inside of her lip between her teeth once more, her brow knits together when she meets his gaze and soon finds herself unable to keep that gaze. Sumina wills herself instead to look away - yes, inadvertently availing him to more of her neck yet again - and shake her head. An unspoken request to continue... ]

[ Ah, she can't even answer with her words...but she gives him no indication that this isn't something she wants, too. So biting is probably out of the question, but it's just as well. He has a tendency to be impulsive and impatient, but something about Mina's presence brings out his more relaxed side, and he finds himself glad to take it slow, too.

Hasn't that been what they've been doing this whole time? Just taking it slow?

So, as she requests, he does continue to kiss her skin, warm and flushed beneath the pressure of his lips, as he lowers himself more comfortably over her, supported by his elbows at either side of her. Working his way up, he kisses her cheekbone, the ridge of her nose, the corner of her mouth — before offering softly: ]

You can touch more than my face, you know. And kiss me too, if you want.

[ With just a pinch of teasing in his tone. ]

[ Sumina can only breathe deeply as Satoru proceeds, his body pressing over hers more fully. Slow... is good, for her. Gods know that she has been around many, many people in her time who tend towards the opposite, and truthfully, she suspects that Satoru would be, too, were not for a rare display of patience in this. She won't take it for granted, and later she'll try to express how grateful she is that he acquiesced to her pace, but for now...

For now, she flushes at his teasing remark, lips pressing into a thin line. It's true that she hasn't reciprocated much at this moment, but... Uh. ]

Ahaha... Aren't you supposed to be making it up to me?

[ 😒 ]

[ The thing is, she’s not wrong…he just wants at least a little bit of reciprocation, okay!! Is that so much to ask? …Maybe yes, of someone who is as new to this as she is, up against someone with formidable experience like himself. He makes a disgruntled little noise—

Before he dips down to lightly scrape his teeth over her jugular.

😈 ]

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