"Senza tentazioni, senza onore."

[sharktrash]

Who: Squalo and -- you?
What: Squalo decided not to let his bandmates one-up him and went to have his own "seasonal" performance. For fun. Or so they say. He's got Empathic Influence now, so... have fun getting just a little bit too into those songs and enjoy all those new, excellent and healthy emotions that you're suddenly feeling!
When: Feb 13th
Where: "The Variable", alternative music club in Vista City
Warnings: ...Squalo. Aka: profanity, violence, public indecency, drug use, will add as necessary.


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Comments

[intohell]

[She's military. If there was ever a dick-centric culture...

Okay, she has to hold back a laugh at the whole "stick in the mud" description of Roy. What a difference his public face was here compared to home. Then again, that was just an act at home. No one paid attention to you when they didn't think you were up to anything.]

Weren't you just going on about lead guitarists and all that?

[That's not a denial. Not a confirmation, but it's not a denial.]

[sharktrash]

[ Okay point she wins this one. ]

Well, yeah, but it usually goes with the appropriate personality. You know, kinda more like me. [ helpfully points at himself with his thumb. It's true, though, loud personality can mean a lot. He's surprisingly popular for a cellist in a metal band, in other words someone not really necessary, though admittedly a significant part of the band's signature sound. ] Guess it's a matter of taste, huh? Okay, real talk.

[ Leans in a bit with a conspicuous grin. ]

I don't think I can sneak you into his room, security and all, but... Got his number yet?

[ Operation: get Roy laid has begun. ]

[intohell]

[Why would she want to... cue a lot of internal groaning as she follows along. Then again, this could work to her advantage.]

Not yet. But if someone were to help me, I'm sure I could find a way to pay them back. Nonsexually.

[It's almost sad that she has to specify, but she isn't taking any chances.]

[sharktrash]

[ ...lbr it's probably good that she's specified. ]

[ His grin grows wider. He grabs the nearest paper-equivalent (possibly a napkin, or someone's card), and generously writes down Roy's number on it before holding it out. ]

You're welcome.

[intohell]

[There's a very good chance it's actually his number and not Roy's, she wouldn't put it past anyone to do that. She'll reach out to take it in any case.]

Thank you.

[sharktrash]

[ Guess there's only one way to find out, huh? ;D But shh, that's fine, he gets plenty of tail anyway. He can give one up for a bro, etc etc. ]

I'll be expecting that payment, then.

[ Because being nice isn't in his PR. Still, apparently there's no rush with that as he'll give her something of a wave before strolling off to deal with the instruments and whatever else. ]