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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- (closed),
- 2025,
- anubis/orin (dogsitting),
- conor hahm (comminuted),
- david (silvernaphil),
- emmanuel yoon (theurgie),
- horus/harris (horussment),
- inari okami (multifoodinous),
- lucas (candybomb),
- lucifer (sirenaic),
- osiris/asa (patchworkgod),
- park dae-hyun (antinostalgia),
- set/seth (compositequeen),
- sobek/seb (daddysubscription),
- ✍ hybrid kingdom
Hybrid Kingdom PSL
{ the “beach” episode }
for some more light-hearted/chaotic stuff happening at the hotel throughout the plot
THE LOBBY
post-war
But Conor doesn't panic. There are people milling around the lobby to get from one place to the next, which means someone he's met is bound to walk past and notice him if he's just patient enough. With that goal in mind, Conor finds it much easier to get himself over to one of the comfortable armchairs and sit down - it's an automatic reflex to pull his knees up to his chest and rest his heels on the edge of the chair, but if someone finds him after he's sat and people-watched for awhile, he may just have one leg crossed over the other.]
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Well, well, well...
He saunters over, all in black and bends at the waist to get on eye level with the boy. ))
Do you remember me?
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VERY post-war
Set can admit to himself now that he's glad they survived. All of them. Processing his own regrets still feels strange, but sometimes the memory of what he put his cult through feels even stranger because he was so thoroughly lost in the grip of insanity. If there had been a point to the cruelty, he might feel differently, but acting out Osiris's murder again and again through acolytes? That was no means to an end. None of that violence empowered anything but his fractured ego.
The brand on his neck has helped him get to this point. The extreme humbling he's received through his role at the brothel has helped him get to this point. Sacrificing power and autonomy to regain the stability to stand on his own two feet - it isn't something anyone would have thought him capable of, and it did need to be forced on him in the end, but he's here now.
Here in the lobby of the hotel owned by his brother and nephew, well aware that he may be thrown out or beaten bloody or this body may simply be killed. Anyone who knew him then will see through the new face when they spot his hair. He just hopes he can talk to Horus and Osiris first.]
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Coming back to the hotel feels more like home these days. Since Sobek's partner bought the place, it's not like they have to check in or out anymore unless they want something from the concierge. He has a suite and its always available when he needs it. Not everyone stayed after the war was decided. Many had their own duties to return to, just as Emmanuel. But unlike them, he keeps coming back to see specific familiar faces.
What he doesn't expect at all as he rolls his suitcase across the lobby is that shock of of fire engine red hair. By now, the blinding hot hatred Set inspired in him has cooled to your run of the mill every day kind of hate. It's bitter that he has to swallow it because of who he is as a person. He can't forgive Set, not ever, but even Set deserves this second chance.
Does that stop Emmanuel from stalking over to him and hissing? Not at all. ))
What are you doing here? Get out.
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LOBBY BAR
BAR AND LOUNGE (SECOND FLOOR)
also current pre-fake war
He's certainly going to have a better chance when everyone is fully dressed, which he's already discovered while visiting the outdoor pool. The bodies on these non-humans are unfairly perfect. He needs to start getting in some days at the gym.
So David cleans and dolls himself up a bit and grabs a seat at the bar, sipping at some neon-coloured drink in a martini glass as he watches people trickle in and decides who to approach.]
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He's a little more dressed up than usual for the evening. He just wants to chill at a nice bar and have a nice time. He's been there a little while when he finally grabs his drink and slips into the seat beside David. ))
Don't look, but that guy taking up a whole ass couch has been staring a hole in your direction. You should go shoot your shot, man. I mean, if that's something you're interest in.
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CAFE
any time
RESTAUANT
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You are now on a date with Inari. It doesn't necessarily have to be a romantic date, though he just might spring for the bill if you're single. No, he's just getting to know the other people on his team and prefers to meet new folks one-on-one.
Offer to spring for the bill yourself and you might earn yourself a small wish.]
So, tell me about yourself. What brought you into this conflict?
FITNESS CENTER
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Or he could be running the track, for a less horny option. He'll stop for the right person, or talk while running/lifting for anyone else.]
before he gives up his vows, for peak comedy (no reply required unless you want)
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POOL
basically current timeline, pre-fake war
And so, after a meal of fried tofu on rice and extremely pricy sake, Inari granted Osiris's wish. It takes him another day to work up the courage, but two days later Osiris finally steps out onto the outdoor pool deck in nothing but swim shorts and sandals with a broad-brimmed hat and sunglasses to shade his face. Maybe he's still a bit shy about this whole thing, but he hasn't been unscarred since before Horus was conceived and has never seen this form in such pristine condition.]
I want to do something silly with Captain Serious
It isn't until he gets to the pool deck and sees Osiris for himself that he realizes... No scars.
How...?
Emmanuel rushes closer, doing nothing at all to hide how openly his eyes move over nearly every inch of that exposed skin as if the answer is going to appear to him there. Never mind how it must look to the nosy nellies who brought him down here in the first place. Bafflement is painted plainly over his face, his mouth working before he can actually articulate a couple equally puzzled words. ))
What...? How...?
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any time tbh
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SPA
BUSINESS CENTER
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Hey, hey! Did you do that? Int he business center?
(( He can barely breathe, okay? ))
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