PSL - NSFW, approach with caution

[primordialice]

- If you're looking to make an appointment to speak with the Administrator, please speak with Ms. Marette at the front desk.
- If you're looking to schedule a boxing match with the Administrator, please speak with Mr. Roussimoff in the Pankration Ring.
- If you have a really, really urgent matter that desperately needs the Administrator's attention right now, please find a senior guard and relay your information to them.
- If you have a new tea variety you'd like the Administrator to try, please leave it with Ms. Marette at the front desk or knock to the rhythm of the first movement of Furina's Benevolence and he will be with you shortly.

All other matters are first come, first served.

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[primordialice]

Wriothesley slides his hand under Scar's chin possessively, looking him over with pride - and not a little bit of hunger. "A beautiful beast, ready to be used by whoever can appreciate him properly."

"Yes. We'll start there." Once he has better control he can fight some of the trainees, teach them how to deal with a larger opponent and manage their fear. It'll be good for both sides.

[theblacklamb]

"Guess you're the perfect candidate, my lord, since no one else has ever thought the beast was beautiful." He's quite glad he went to prison and decided to annoy Brighella. It turned out better than he ever dreamed. He assumed all he would get was annoying the other man into beating him into the ground, which would of course be a pleasant outcome. He didn't expect this. He swallows, his throat straining, caught on the unforgiving metal of the collar.

"Said two days. Tomorrow night?"

[primordialice]

"I'm fine with being the only Harbinger with taste, I suppose. That just means I don't have to share you." The beast is all his, something that satisfies a primal need deep inside him. Knowing that Mezzetino is only here until the Fontaine courts figure out how they fucked up and release him is mitigated by the fact that they'll see each other again. Maybe he can even teach Mezzo the secret ways in and out of the Fortress so he can visit.

"Tomorrow night." He licks his lips. "I'm looking forward to it."