[doesn't mean he isn't going to do exactly as he said. give him a few minutes to get from his suite to leona's. it'd be the polite thing to knock on a prince's door, right?
*THUD!*
that would be bakugo kicking the door to let a certain lion know he's here.]
[ then again, he can't imagine bakugo ever doing that in the first place. never hurts to ask. either way--- he's opening the door before he kicks it again. ]
Ya know you're gonna piss someone off if ya scuff the wood.
[ or keep irritating leona. he could be that someone, too. ]
Uruse. [heard that even from the other side of the door! leona's not exactly the king of courtly demeanor himself! rude, callous, mean, dismissive, flippant, sarcastic, should he continue listing stuff? he's simply too lazy to be worse than he already is. heh.]
You're full of bullshit.
[complete with wry scowl and gruff-voiced delivery.]
[a liar saying he doesn't lie is a fucking lie. oh there's a lot more in leona than bullshit, but... he's still full of crap as well. lazy arrogant embittered prince who tries to deny he's still got a heart in there.]
I'm not gonna barge into someone's room!
[he has indeed barged into people's rooms before, back home and here. shoes scoop from his feet with one toe to the opposite heel after the other before he pads into leona's suite.]
No point. If someone's gonna come in lookin' for trouble, then trouble is what they're gonna run into.
[ a stranger mistakenly getting lost is one thing but if an individual wanted to steal or break in? leona would know even before they stepped inside. he'd give them the kind of old fashioned thrashing that magic would be unnecessary for.
anyway. leona's happy wearing no top and leaving his chest exposed while his lower half is covered by a nice pair of loose pajama pants. nothing outright fancy, though the quality of said pants... very soft. breathable. ]
So, you gonna say what you wanna say?
[ folding his arms across his chest, he watches as bakugo walks into the main living area of his multi-room suite. think colors of the savanna, muted and natural shades of brown, covering couches and chairs and tables. plush cushions. understated and subtle opulence. ]
[he respects leona's strength and decision, even if he thinks it's a hassle to deal with some moron looking for trouble than keeping the stupid door locked. figured the lion would prefer his beauty rest more than risk it.
can't say he isn't down for thrashing someone who thought his room would be an easy mark. though... seeing leona do it would be amusing and kinda hot.
bakugo's in his usual casual wear: namely black t-shirt, black lounge pants, completely unimaginative. he glances at the tattoo circling the beastman's upper arm. yeah, he knew it was there, but never took the time to check it out. something from his homeworld, obviously.]
What'd you have, goldfish memory? [he already said what he wanted to say a few seconds after leona opened the door! not repeating it for his lazy brain. now he's checking out the man's suite. it reminds of something decidedly african. savanna colors of tan and brown with orange and green accenting sandstone hues. warm and dry without feeling like he's parched. definitely underscored with a richness he kind of expects from royalty. even jaded royalty.]
When you got your suite, did you have to put in a request to change it or did they have it laid out like this already?
[ honestly, he was hoping for bakugo to say it again. closer to his face so that he could get in a cheeky little something before he could pull away. but this is fine too; bakugo is exactly where leona wanted him to be--- in his suite! a nice, comfortable suite for a second prince who only left his room if he had to... and unfortunately, the golden peacock liked forcing him into other accommodations that were still pretty ritzy but not HIS room. so. ]
Oh, I got to play around with it. They really let you do whatever you want within some amount of reason.
[ leona follows after bakugo to settle in the main living area, which is really just a few large couches... blankest and pillows making it look like a den where a lion could probably just sink into them and not be found for a while. ]
Got a bathroom that looks like a hot spring and a pretty nice kitchen, too. Honestly... it's not a bad place. Almost nicer than what I have back at home.
[as if he's gonna waste his breath giving him the satisfaction. still, bullshit comment aside, getting to look around leona's suite is a bonus he hadn't intended when his doors opened. what kind of accommodations is he used to? a boarding school university is far different from a palatial estate. which is this suite modeled off of? he assumes the college rather than his hometown. from how leona's talked, he seemed happier away from home. as "happy" as the beastman admits ot.]
Hmph. Good to know. Someone else said theirs was already transformed when they arrived.
[which is fucking creepy with the resort reading their mind and preparing the suite ahead of time. he's content to know leona also had chances to think about his suite and change it up along the way. the route bakugo went.
he swings by the kitchen and gets himself something to drink from the fridge. water if available. of course there'd be water; he's from a fucking savanna. water would be considered precious resource there. (there's always the tap if leona doesn't stock bottled aqua.)
then pads to the den and drops on one of the couches with a whoomph of blankets around his hips.]
[ having a dorm leader's room is a far cry from having an entire royal estate at his disposal, but he makes do back in savanaclaw's dorm. but here? he's got the ability to have what he wants. he can, by all counts, be a king--- as that is his rank. did he work hard for it? not in the most conventional ways but if fucking enough people to make all those hands means he actually put in effort... ]
Maybe they liked not havin' to do anythin'. But I wanted to make sure it was as comfortable as I wanted it to be.
[ there's a fridge full of all kinds of drinks, most of which haven't been laced with anything. would he know if they were safe or not? no. would he care? a little. still, bakugo is safe to enjoy whatever fresh and cold water he finds. there's not much point to having a lot of food inside the icebox except for anything he might cook himself, of which the resort dislikes to begin with. still. he is a king. ]
Yeah, almost. Doesn't matter where ya go around here... the air could be pushed through a billion and one filters but it doesn't smell fresh. A breeze ain't a breeze if ya know what I mean.
[ he stands over the spot where bakugo took a seat, arms folded across his chest. ]
They could give me all the resources in the world. Don't mean shit.
[bakugo suspects if he ever saw leona's dorm leader room, it would have elements of both his royal estate and the trappings he sees here in his resort suite. something he found in his own suite's design, fashioned to bring some familiarity from his own world and home into this stupid place. he'd be willing to bet most royal ranks do something similar to their suites, giving themselves a reprieve from being away from home. whatever's comfortable.]
Dunno. The original design was fucking disgusting. [saturated in gold and opulent wealth. doubled down on his reality as a prisoner in the resort, no matter how gaudy the cage. he took his time deciding how he wanted it to look; hell if he was gonna go back and forth to the front desk bitching about random changes.
it's telling he trusts leona because there's no hesitating to grab a bottle of water from his fridge, no testing to make sure it's safe. if he got proven wrong, however, he'd be throttling the lion for it. why the hell are there food and ingredients in there? does leona actually get his ass up and cook for himself? it'd be easier to order in. risk of lacing and all.]
No shit. We're still inside a fucking prison. The air's as fake as the stupid sky. [cycled, filtered, lacking a true natural breeze from a natural planet. it's all magic-sourced, crafted and put forward as real as possible in hopes they won't be smart enough to notice.
kind of amusing to listen to leona pining for his homeland's pure fresh air. he's a beastman after all. red eyes flick upward, watching emerald green through the choppy veil of his ashen blonde bangs.]
[ hey, if leona wants to be throttled he's got plenty of ways to get that. the guy with him right now would probably be thrilled to get his hands on his throat and hopefully leave those explosions behind. not that he's looking to get choked out or anything... at the moment, anyway... ]
It's a cage I don't mind bein' in as long as things stay stable for everyone who's able to play. I got people I wanna take care of. If one of us is able to escape without bein' made into a statue, then we should all be able to.
[ something about fairness and everyone being equals despite the obvious disparities in ranks that the players have. but who's more valuable in these? the people who sleep in the basement who choose to, or the ones who get to enjoy every amenity the resort has to offer?
the answer might be obvious, but to leona... there's something else that has bothered him for quite some time. ]
But I guess as long as there are guys like you around here, I got less to worry about.
[the idea of someone like leona getting throttled is hard to imagine. punched in the head? easy. who's gonna grab his neck and shake him around? bakugo's far more intent on slamming an explosion into him and leaving the lion prince a smoking piece of avant-garde artwork on the wall. "idiot in still life" is the title.]
Haa? The hell do you mean "stable"? This shitty rank system, new events, newcomers every other month, none of it's stable. [they can expect the resort to be perverted and encourage sex, but the how's, why's, and who's continue to change all the time.] The new extras who aren't kept after the first two weeks don't leave statues behind.
[they never have a rank either. wildcards. as far as bakugo's seen, those people appear and vanish, leaving no trace of their presence save for memories made with them. and even those can fade over time. though he can relate all too well over having people here he gives a shit about... he tried his damnest to avoid getting close to others, but...
bakugo lifts the drink to his lips again.] Oy, you better not expect me to do your heavy lifting.
Consistent though. And that's a part of stability, even if ya don't like it.
[ does leona like it? jury will stay out on that one. he's not an optimist or pessimist. it all boils down to one premise and one that has never faltered in its design--- fuck or become a statue. pretty easy to explain that. right? ]
Dunno if I could trust ya to do that. You're lucky you've got a handsome face.
[ and that's obvious all it! let's not talk about how clear it is that bakugo has trained pretty hard, which comes from having a diligent and focused mindset despite having an 'explosive' attitude. is he even a team player? maybe he's only beginning to realize being harsh can turn into an immediate regret, even if he's capable of keeping people at arm's length.
leona will take the seconds, minutes, and hours of intimacy and the warmth it can bring over pretending to not want those feelings all for the sake of pride. ]
Ya can do the medium liftin'. Seems like somethin' more your game.
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Date: 10/13/25 03:08 (UTC)[some quirks in his own world would be dangerous stolen, though he doubts the resort's taking powers. it's already a reality-warping monstrosity.]
either we'll all be thrown back to our worlds or we'll die in the reality backlash.
[or nothing.]
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Date: 10/13/25 23:36 (UTC)as much as i'm into taking risks, i like having them in my hands and in my face.
and i hate admitting this but there are plenty of people here that don't deserve getting killed.
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Date: 10/14/25 00:03 (UTC)what the hell's wrong with admitting that?
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Date: 10/14/25 03:29 (UTC)i'll be rooting for you.
nothing's wrong with admitting it.
i'd even put you in that category.
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Date: 10/14/25 12:48 (UTC)hmph. i'm not gonna get killed.
[been there, done that, beat it.]
what would you wish for if you got a full deck?
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Date: 10/14/25 23:56 (UTC)[ the killing part, not the rooting part ]
if i had a full deck and they actually honored their own game?
hm.
a chicken katsu sandwich that's as big as my face.
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Date: 10/15/25 02:55 (UTC)[dumbass.]
anyone tell you you're full of bullshit?
[totally believes leano would say that. doesn't believe for a second he'd do it.]
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Date: 10/15/25 22:58 (UTC)nah. no one's that stupid to do it to my face.
you wanna be the first to do it here?
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Date: 10/15/25 23:22 (UTC)you're full of bullshit.
need a repeat in person?
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Date: 10/15/25 23:23 (UTC)you're full of bullshit.
need a repeat in person?
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Date: 10/18/25 05:36 (UTC)come do it.
my door is open to you.
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Date: 10/18/25 19:07 (UTC)[doesn't mean he isn't going to do exactly as he said. give him a few minutes to get from his suite to leona's. it'd be the polite thing to knock on a prince's door, right?
*THUD!*
that would be bakugo kicking the door to let a certain lion know he's here.]
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Date: 10/20/25 21:37 (UTC)[ then again, he can't imagine bakugo ever doing that in the first place. never hurts to ask. either way--- he's opening the door before he kicks it again. ]
Ya know you're gonna piss someone off if ya scuff the wood.
[ or keep irritating leona. he could be that someone, too. ]
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Date: 10/20/25 23:05 (UTC)You're full of bullshit.
[complete with wry scowl and gruff-voiced delivery.]
This damn bird'll repair it.
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Date: 10/22/25 23:52 (UTC)[ that's a lot of rude ways to describe someone as cool and sexy as leona kingscholar... ]
Also... the door's unlocked. Dunno why you didn't just open the door.
[ as leona leans against the wall by it, taking a moment to yawn. ]
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Date: 10/23/25 15:28 (UTC)[a liar saying he doesn't lie is a fucking lie. oh there's a lot more in leona than bullshit, but... he's still full of crap as well. lazy arrogant embittered prince who tries to deny he's still got a heart in there.]
I'm not gonna barge into someone's room!
[he has indeed barged into people's rooms before, back home and here. shoes scoop from his feet with one toe to the opposite heel after the other before he pads into leona's suite.]
Lock your damn door, idiot.
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Date: 10/24/25 04:08 (UTC)[ a stranger mistakenly getting lost is one thing but if an individual wanted to steal or break in? leona would know even before they stepped inside. he'd give them the kind of old fashioned thrashing that magic would be unnecessary for.
anyway. leona's happy wearing no top and leaving his chest exposed while his lower half is covered by a nice pair of loose pajama pants. nothing outright fancy, though the quality of said pants... very soft. breathable. ]
So, you gonna say what you wanna say?
[ folding his arms across his chest, he watches as bakugo walks into the main living area of his multi-room suite. think colors of the savanna, muted and natural shades of brown, covering couches and chairs and tables. plush cushions. understated and subtle opulence. ]
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Date: 10/25/25 14:20 (UTC)[he respects leona's strength and decision, even if he thinks it's a hassle to deal with some moron looking for trouble than keeping the stupid door locked. figured the lion would prefer his beauty rest more than risk it.
can't say he isn't down for thrashing someone who thought his room would be an easy mark. though... seeing leona do it would be amusing and kinda hot.
bakugo's in his usual casual wear: namely black t-shirt, black lounge pants, completely unimaginative. he glances at the tattoo circling the beastman's upper arm. yeah, he knew it was there, but never took the time to check it out. something from his homeworld, obviously.]
What'd you have, goldfish memory? [he already said what he wanted to say a few seconds after leona opened the door! not repeating it for his lazy brain. now he's checking out the man's suite. it reminds of something decidedly african. savanna colors of tan and brown with orange and green accenting sandstone hues. warm and dry without feeling like he's parched. definitely underscored with a richness he kind of expects from royalty. even jaded royalty.]
When you got your suite, did you have to put in a request to change it or did they have it laid out like this already?
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Date: 10/28/25 03:27 (UTC)Oh, I got to play around with it. They really let you do whatever you want within some amount of reason.
[ leona follows after bakugo to settle in the main living area, which is really just a few large couches... blankest and pillows making it look like a den where a lion could probably just sink into them and not be found for a while. ]
Got a bathroom that looks like a hot spring and a pretty nice kitchen, too. Honestly... it's not a bad place. Almost nicer than what I have back at home.
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Date: 10/28/25 03:48 (UTC)Hmph. Good to know. Someone else said theirs was already transformed when they arrived.
[which is fucking creepy with the resort reading their mind and preparing the suite ahead of time. he's content to know leona also had chances to think about his suite and change it up along the way. the route bakugo went.
he swings by the kitchen and gets himself something to drink from the fridge. water if available. of course there'd be water; he's from a fucking savanna. water would be considered precious resource there. (there's always the tap if leona doesn't stock bottled aqua.)
then pads to the den and drops on one of the couches with a whoomph of blankets around his hips.]
Almost, huh.
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Date: 10/31/25 03:40 (UTC)Maybe they liked not havin' to do anythin'. But I wanted to make sure it was as comfortable as I wanted it to be.
[ there's a fridge full of all kinds of drinks, most of which haven't been laced with anything. would he know if they were safe or not? no. would he care? a little. still, bakugo is safe to enjoy whatever fresh and cold water he finds. there's not much point to having a lot of food inside the icebox except for anything he might cook himself, of which the resort dislikes to begin with. still. he is a king. ]
Yeah, almost. Doesn't matter where ya go around here... the air could be pushed through a billion and one filters but it doesn't smell fresh. A breeze ain't a breeze if ya know what I mean.
[ he stands over the spot where bakugo took a seat, arms folded across his chest. ]
They could give me all the resources in the world. Don't mean shit.
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Date: 11/1/25 04:40 (UTC)Dunno. The original design was fucking disgusting. [saturated in gold and opulent wealth. doubled down on his reality as a prisoner in the resort, no matter how gaudy the cage. he took his time deciding how he wanted it to look; hell if he was gonna go back and forth to the front desk bitching about random changes.
it's telling he trusts leona because there's no hesitating to grab a bottle of water from his fridge, no testing to make sure it's safe. if he got proven wrong, however, he'd be throttling the lion for it. why the hell are there food and ingredients in there? does leona actually get his ass up and cook for himself? it'd be easier to order in. risk of lacing and all.]
No shit. We're still inside a fucking prison. The air's as fake as the stupid sky. [cycled, filtered, lacking a true natural breeze from a natural planet. it's all magic-sourced, crafted and put forward as real as possible in hopes they won't be smart enough to notice.
kind of amusing to listen to leona pining for his homeland's pure fresh air. he's a beastman after all. red eyes flick upward, watching emerald green through the choppy veil of his ashen blonde bangs.]
A golden cage is still a cage.
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Date: 11/5/25 03:55 (UTC)It's a cage I don't mind bein' in as long as things stay stable for everyone who's able to play. I got people I wanna take care of. If one of us is able to escape without bein' made into a statue, then we should all be able to.
[ something about fairness and everyone being equals despite the obvious disparities in ranks that the players have. but who's more valuable in these? the people who sleep in the basement who choose to, or the ones who get to enjoy every amenity the resort has to offer?
the answer might be obvious, but to leona... there's something else that has bothered him for quite some time. ]
But I guess as long as there are guys like you around here, I got less to worry about.
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Date: 11/6/25 03:54 (UTC)Haa? The hell do you mean "stable"? This shitty rank system, new events, newcomers every other month, none of it's stable. [they can expect the resort to be perverted and encourage sex, but the how's, why's, and who's continue to change all the time.] The new extras who aren't kept after the first two weeks don't leave statues behind.
[they never have a rank either. wildcards. as far as bakugo's seen, those people appear and vanish, leaving no trace of their presence save for memories made with them. and even those can fade over time. though he can relate all too well over having people here he gives a shit about... he tried his damnest to avoid getting close to others, but...
bakugo lifts the drink to his lips again.] Oy, you better not expect me to do your heavy lifting.
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Date: 11/9/25 17:21 (UTC)[ does leona like it? jury will stay out on that one. he's not an optimist or pessimist. it all boils down to one premise and one that has never faltered in its design--- fuck or become a statue. pretty easy to explain that. right? ]
Dunno if I could trust ya to do that. You're lucky you've got a handsome face.
[ and that's obvious all it! let's not talk about how clear it is that bakugo has trained pretty hard, which comes from having a diligent and focused mindset despite having an 'explosive' attitude. is he even a team player? maybe he's only beginning to realize being harsh can turn into an immediate regret, even if he's capable of keeping people at arm's length.
leona will take the seconds, minutes, and hours of intimacy and the warmth it can bring over pretending to not want those feelings all for the sake of pride. ]
Ya can do the medium liftin'. Seems like somethin' more your game.
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