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[labyrinthking]

In the Nexus, a pair of smooth brass double doors surrounded by filigreed brass edgings, an ashtray, and a cloud anemone in a planter, chimes quietly before sliding open. Disgorged through the aperture are a slow wave of thick, fragrant red sludge, and a goblin king who is irritated and saturated both quite thoroughly. The doors soon close on the

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[vicioussweetie]

Yeah, he'd really be happier if nobody who knows him were around, wouldn't he? Alas and alack. And worse still, she's giggling. (He'll probably overlook the fact that she's dressed very nicely today and looking quite ladylike, because, again, giggling.)

When she's able to momentarily stifle her giggles, she asks, "Wrong turn, darling?"

[labyrinthking]

Oh, wonderful. He steels himself, puts on his best smile, and turns to face her. "Ali, how lovely to see you. This Nexus is full of the most peculiar wonders. I'm at a loss to explain what that place or its purpose could be."

[vicioussweetie]

"Indeed it is." She presses a hand to her lips for a moment before adding a slightly muffled, "You look good in red."

[labyrinthking]

He gives her a reproachful look, having finally stepped out of the edge of the muck, and throws aside his cloak--which somehow takes his outfit with it--to reveal a different, spotless one beneath. However, he's chosen to take her teasing as a compliment, and the new outfit is primarily a wine-dark red.