𝙂𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙉 𝙋𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙆 — 𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙉 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙊𝙉.

[relater]

OPEN SEASON

@sleuthy
25 / male / any / 10♣️

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My Self-Summary

A detective operating out of Nenneko Ginza. We take on cases that no one else will, destroying both darkness and desire. You may find our coffee shop, but do you know how to call out to my partner and I? ☆ (If you're good, I'll give you a hint!)

My Future Plans

As long as I can help people, things are fine as they are, aren't they?

My Talents

Exposing every truth.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Is this just a general favorites list? I see, I see. In that case:

I like sunbathing and citrus cocktails! I prefer flowers over chocolate. My favorite composer is Chopin. I dislike fish eggs. One of my favored hobbies is taking walks and I enjoy the sound of rain.

My Ideal Partner

Aha. You never know until you really see someone for the first time.

Height 180cm Body Type lean musculature. Smokes no. Drinks yes. Drugs that's illegal. ☆ Sign cancer. Education university. Occupation detective. Income enough. ♥ Children none. Pets a café cat. Hobbies sunbathing.

art credit: one - five.

01. WINE OR BEER

Wine.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

Clowns...? Ah, but mimes are fine too...

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Shower, but a good bathhouse is nice.

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Pirates.

.05 TITS OR ASS

Having to choose? Unfair!

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

Coffee.

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Sweet.

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Summer.

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Lace.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

Come and find out. ♥

PROTAGONIST
ENFJ-A

ENERGY

84%

extraverted

MIND

70%

intuitive

NATURE

81%

feeling

TACTICS

72%

judging

IDENTITY

56%

assertive

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

[relater]

[ Kizuna knows that encounters like these aren't always entirely left to chance, at least not in the purest sense of the word. Yet it always flares a little in the corners of his heart, to feel that the gestures he finds so easy to give are the ones always so sorely missing from these situations. ]

Modesty looks good on you, in that case. How lucky. [ Having canvased beforehand, he knows where the entrance to the lounge is and heads that direction. ] I only neighbor royalty — I'm a 10.

[snakelace]

[ Sir, you really are too charming for your own good… ]

Then please allow me to assist you as a Queen.

[ Surely he can wrangle better accommodations for them that way? It’s the least he can do for ending the game too early, anyway. ]

[relater]

[ A skill honed like any other. ♥ ]

The perfect rank for our change of scenery, then. I don't mind the atmosphere of the party, [ a half-truth... ] but something quieter is also nice, now and again. I imagine as a higher rank, you might not experience that much?

[ With the attention and the fanfare, the adoring eyes of the House, always keen. Kizuna leads the way towards a small funneling of people up a short stairwell carpeted in red and gold. At the grand entrance, a few bouncers are checking watches for the appropriate ranks. ]

[snakelace]

It can be a bit…challenging, at times.

[ But he also can’t bring himself to turn away people in need—even if it’s getting hard to distinguish between them and the adoring fans, whose affections had of course always rung hollow with him.

But Kizuna seems genuine, and getting private with him is an idea that’s getting more and more appealing by the second. Especially when they’re ushered in without much fuss. ]

Oh, but would you care for a drink, perhaps? Forgive me, I’m not too used to this sort of thing.

[ This is technically a date, isn’t it— ]

[relater]

[ In the royals' lounge, it's no less festive. It's just that the festivities are catering to a more expensive palate — it's fineries as far as the eyes can see. Quieter bar tops, gleaming under pleasantly low light, couples pulling off heels and ties and jewelry to hit the spa, each interaction leaning on too personal. ]

Living up to its name well, isn't it? An oasis. [ Indicating that he's going to approach the bar, Kizuna smiles. ] Don't worry, there's no need for a script to follow. Just be with me.

[ At the bar, he waits while the bartender is with other guests, turning an auric gaze on Baizhu. ]

What's your poison, hm?

[snakelace]

[ It’s all a little too much for him, honestly. Despite his own wealth back at home, he tended to live with more austerity than not, satisfied with simpler pleasures.

Though of course this world is opening him up to new horizons. At Kizuna’s question he thinks back to Aventurine’s knowing gaze and Sylvain’s eyes merry with laughter as they asked him something quite similar before.

Kizuna would be first to call it “poison,” however. Funny thing to say to a doctor, even one who is perfectly capable of using poisons to heal, under the right circumstances. ]

I suppose it’s about time I took a bit of a risk…

[ He recalls the way Aventurine looked at him when he requested tea inside a casino. And the way Sylvain just outright called him a lightweight…

Obviously he needed to up his game here, so he proudly declares: ]

I believe I’ll have what they call a “soda.”

[relater]

[ Surprise draws over Kizuna's face, the soft flash of it bright in his eyes as they glance to the other man. Kizuna can, of course, tell that he's sincere. But the physicality of it gets ahead of him just enough for it to show, there and gone again as a chuckle melts in his chest. Not at all the risk he expected, but it is endearing. ]

Soda it is. We'll take the bottle to go — ah, but first! [ The gravitas with which he prepares his next question is equally as sincere: ] Caramel or citrus?

[snakelace]

[ …No Fonta, huh? Guess he’ll have to ask Wriothesley about that one of these days.

While he’s completely oblivious to the fact that he’d just said something stupid, he gives Kizuna’s question some serious thought. He rarely touches unhealthy drinks like these, so he might as well try for something that might appeal to him. ]

I suppose…citrus?

[ As you’re the clear soda expert here, Kizuna, he’s just gonna look to you like a student wondering if he’d guessed the correct answer! ]

[relater]

[ How is he supposed to rebuke a look like that? (Spoilers: he won't.) ]

Oh, perfect. That's a refreshing choice after being all cooped up and stuffy.

[ So, it's with a very assured smile that he signals the bartender and orders a bottle of the House's finest lemon-lime soda. Probably what they use as a mixer for the alcohol, but hey — he's in the company of royalty. Who's going to question if they want a bottle of expensive and yet plain soda to go? As the bartender forks over a handsome glass bottle that looks like it might house champagne or some other fancy bubbly thing, Kizuna snatches it off the counter alongside two fluted crystal glasses. ]

Now, where to? As expected, it seems like we're spoiled for choices on where we can rest our feathers.

[ get it ]

[snakelace]

[ He smiles at the little joke, still a little overwhelmed by Kizuna’s exuberant energy (if not the lingering taste of his lips), but utterly charmed by it regardless. ]

I suppose we’ll have to find someplace quiet to enjoy that, won’t we?

[ Thank you for taking the initiative to snatch two glasses, sir. He fully intended to share, even as he fails to realize that this usually entails more grown-up drinks. ]

[relater]

[ He won't be the next in line to shatter the illusion, finding contentment in playing along. Sure, he could've teased him, could've been taken aback at the idea of snubbing what top shelf booze was available to them in such a wealthy place... but he finds this more charming, opting to also not take leave of his sobriety before Baizhu does. ]

For our little game, I suppose the saunas and baths might get difficult to navigate. So perhaps...

[ A soft click of his tongue as he bravely leads the way towards a different corridor, like the halls of the rest of the resort, but quieter, more lush. He taps the first vacant door he sees, opening it up on a decadent suite. It lacks personality in all its fanciness, but it'll do. ]

We take the simple route?

[snakelace]

[ The bed looks comfortable. That’s all he can ask for at this point, since all that opulence is truly just a bit too much for him even on a normal day…

Ah, but Kizuna asked him a question, didn’t he? ]

Yes, please.

[ Come to think of it, he finds that he wouldn’t have objected to anything Kizuna would have suggested at this point, no matter how wild. Such is his charm… ]

But please, allow me to pour you a glass.