And then abruptly it all drops from her features.]
It appears I'm not even in the mood to tease you properly. Aah... how frustrating you are.
[She doesn't give him much time to react. With almost practiced ease, she grabs the bottom hem of his shirt, lifts up, and drags the entire shirt away from him in a fluid motion. Sputtering will go ignored. So will personal space, because even if he tries to fight, she'll muscle him toward the bed and trip him
right into it]
Sit there and reflect on your questionable decisions, Master. I will return shortly.
[And she will! With a glass of water of all things, held out to him]
Drink. It will help clear your head and the smell off your breath.
[Ah. She's mad. He's about to open his mouth to argue about being frustrated but suddenly she's up in his space and there goes his shirt? His precious black v-neck goes away and gets thrown to the floor as he's knocked on his ass onto the bed. He's definitely trying to protest but it's a lot of half-confused noises before his brain catches up.
She comes back with water though, and by this point he's sitting upright with his head in his hand. Without a shirt it's also easy to see he's pretty thin and lithe, not exactly muscular and maybe a few stray marks from previous incidents in his life. He could have put his shirt back on at literally any time? But no. Here we are. Enjoy your sort-of twink, Tamamo.]
...that bad, huh? [He almost sounds amused like he didn't even know it was noticeable. But he'll take the glass with his free hand and hold onto it around the top.]
[Offering him the slightest of graces by implying he just got unlucky having a fox-girl for a Servant. Sighing, she sits at the side of the bed, glancing over her shoulder to him.]
Regardless, I trust you have a suitable excuse on hand for why I couldn't locate you for approximately two hours.
...sorry. [He doesn't apologize often, but yeah he can imagine the onslaught of scents isn't great. He feels her sit on the bed but he looks at the floor. But because she's mentioned it, he'll also sip the glass of water to dilute the whiskey on his breath.]
Was it really that long? Huh. [Maybe don't be so casual about that, Junpei?] Usually we finish in under an hour.
[...Junpei should also, maybe, learn to phrase things in a better way.]
[A nod, followed by a pause as she meditates on that fact]
We all noticed, actually. Around dinner, we heard noises coming from below the floorboards, as well as your absence. It seemed likely the two were connected.
[Huffing a sigh]
A Servant must be honest and poised at all times, so I will admit to my errors: it sounded as if you and the other two missing people were engaged in the lewdest of acts.
[Well first of all, what the fuck? He has a few questions and most of them are "what", but he opens his eyes and turns to look at her.]
Tamamo. It's not...[Uh. God. Haha, wow, what do you say without sounding like an idiot?] That's not really something I'd do when we have other things to prioritize. [Like getting out of here. And also there's more to that but that's the most relevant right now.]
[Wait.] Are you saying everybody else thought I was fucking two people under the hotel? We didn't have a way down there.
That's why we thought you were kidnapped! No one could reason out why you and two others had suddenly disappeared!
[Is she pouting? She is most definitely pouting because someone pulled the wool over her eyes and she also feels like a great fool for assuming Junpei had his dick out without her permission.]
Owowow, alright! [ABORT. He brings his hands up to grab her hands and pull her away from his face.] I'm reflecting, I'm reflecting!
[Did Tamamo think she made a contract with someone cool? Too bad.] It wasn't supposed to take as long as it did and we didn't think the room would be possessed.
[Admittedly, his eyes go to the tails for a moment before he looks at her face again.]
It's a pretty good guess, yeah. Based on what we found and what we saw, I can't rule it out. Unless you can think of another reason something invisible would touch and paralyze someone in the room?
Not yet. I tried going back and the door was locked up again. Getting in the way we came wasn't working, so...I left. [And now it's open to everyone on Monday but whatever.]
Consider it the experience of a Heroic Spirit -- so yes, I know a fair bit. Which is why it could be a number of things lurking about.
[A sigh]
How troubling... if I had access to my usual abilities, this wouldn't pose such a problem, but currently I will not be able to protect you should an incident happen.
Yeah, that would do it. [...but now he looks curious. At least he's not wandering off to keep getting drunk so that's nice, and the conversation seems to be helping bring him back to focus and not thinking about what just happened.] What are your usual abilities anyway? If everything's turned off, there must be a way to get them back later.
but for a moment, Tamamo's eyes shift to the side, looking through Junpei's cheek instead of his eyes
only to slide back in place with barely a pause]
That would be beneficial, wouldn't it? [She drums her fingers against the bedsheets] I'm proficient in various magics... I suppose you humans would consider it witchcraft of a sorts.
[Head tilting]
I could take your form under normal circumstances, though I do not prefer such methods. Or curse another and sap their energy.
[...what if he just kind of. Tips over onto his back so he's laying down? He still has a headache from the room, it's fine. But also, of course he faux-married a witch. Of course that happened to him.]
Witchcraft. [It's repeated in the low, interested tone. It's a little uncertain but mostly just repeating to memorize that.] They really had to go all out to take everything from us. Is it just because you're a servant? Or were you a witch before that?
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And then abruptly it all drops from her features.]
It appears I'm not even in the mood to tease you properly. Aah... how frustrating you are.
[She doesn't give him much time to react. With almost practiced ease, she grabs the bottom hem of his shirt, lifts up, and drags the entire shirt away from him in a fluid motion. Sputtering will go ignored. So will personal space, because even if he tries to fight, she'll muscle him toward the bed and trip him
right into it]
Sit there and reflect on your questionable decisions, Master. I will return shortly.
[And she will! With a glass of water of all things, held out to him]
Drink. It will help clear your head and the smell off your breath.
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She comes back with water though, and by this point he's sitting upright with his head in his hand. Without a shirt it's also easy to see he's pretty thin and lithe, not exactly muscular and maybe a few stray marks from previous incidents in his life. He could have put his shirt back on at literally any time? But no. Here we are. Enjoy your sort-of twink, Tamamo.]
...that bad, huh? [He almost sounds amused like he didn't even know it was noticeable. But he'll take the glass with his free hand and hold onto it around the top.]
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[Offering him the slightest of graces by implying he just got unlucky having a fox-girl for a Servant. Sighing, she sits at the side of the bed, glancing over her shoulder to him.]
Regardless, I trust you have a suitable excuse on hand for why I couldn't locate you for approximately two hours.
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Was it really that long? Huh. [Maybe don't be so casual about that, Junpei?] Usually we finish in under an hour.
[...Junpei should also, maybe, learn to phrase things in a better way.]
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The apology is appreciated, so I will refrain from plucking out your eyes or cutting out your tongue for such a crass comment, neh.
[She literally reaches over and pokes at his cheek]
You smell of many things, Master, but sex is currently not one of them. So I will ask what you finished in under an hour.
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Wait you can smell that? God, of course you can. [Good to know for later...] ...usually I can escape locked rooms that fast.
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She's going to somber very quickly after that, however, her hand dropping into her lap as she watches him carefully.]
Illumi-san was correct, then; you were taken by force?
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We all noticed, actually. Around dinner, we heard noises coming from below the floorboards, as well as your absence. It seemed likely the two were connected.
[Huffing a sigh]
A Servant must be honest and poised at all times, so I will admit to my errors: it sounded as if you and the other two missing people were engaged in the lewdest of acts.
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Tamamo. It's not...[Uh. God. Haha, wow, what do you say without sounding like an idiot?] That's not really something I'd do when we have other things to prioritize. [Like getting out of here. And also there's more to that but that's the most relevant right now.]
[Wait.] Are you saying everybody else thought I was fucking two people under the hotel? We didn't have a way down there.
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[Is she pouting? She is most definitely pouting because someone pulled the wool over her eyes and she also feels like a great fool for assuming Junpei had his dick out without her permission.]
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Were you worried? [There's maybe a reason he's asking. It's fine.]
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Was I worried, you ask? How bold, insinuating I cared at all.
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[PULLING AT HIS CHEEKS]
Master, you need to reflect on your actions and how they affect your poor, reliable Servant!
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[Did Tamamo think she made a contract with someone cool? Too bad.] It wasn't supposed to take as long as it did and we didn't think the room would be possessed.
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Possessed? You're telling me this hotel also has spirits lurking about?
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It's a pretty good guess, yeah. Based on what we found and what we saw, I can't rule it out. Unless you can think of another reason something invisible would touch and paralyze someone in the room?
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[Tapping a finger to her chin]
Is it possible to access this locked room again? I would much like to investigate it myself.
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Know a lot about malignant forces?
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[A sigh]
How troubling... if I had access to my usual abilities, this wouldn't pose such a problem, but currently I will not be able to protect you should an incident happen.
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Yeah, that would do it. [...but now he looks curious. At least he's not wandering off to keep getting drunk so that's nice, and the conversation seems to be helping bring him back to focus and not thinking about what just happened.] What are your usual abilities anyway? If everything's turned off, there must be a way to get them back later.
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but for a moment, Tamamo's eyes shift to the side, looking through Junpei's cheek instead of his eyes
only to slide back in place with barely a pause]
That would be beneficial, wouldn't it? [She drums her fingers against the bedsheets] I'm proficient in various magics... I suppose you humans would consider it witchcraft of a sorts.
[Head tilting]
I could take your form under normal circumstances, though I do not prefer such methods. Or curse another and sap their energy.
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Witchcraft. [It's repeated in the low, interested tone. It's a little uncertain but mostly just repeating to memorize that.] They really had to go all out to take everything from us. Is it just because you're a servant? Or were you a witch before that?
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[Did she just ignore every question he gave her to demand on of her own?
Yea.
Yea she did]
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In all seriousness:]
I grew up there for a while. [So yes.]
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