no event ♒ rising aphro
Inside one of the hotel rooms is a tavern, and not a modern one. This tavern looks like it's falling apart- the wooden walls are water-logged, everything is covered in a fine layer of dust, and it's lit almost entirely by oil lamps. A broad-shouldered man in a long purple cape sits near the bar, gazing into his glass. From behind, there is nothing particularly strange about his appearance; from the front, it becomes obvious that he is not quite human. His grey skin is no human shade even under the yellowy light, and his face itself is marked with two jagged scars ripping across it. Those and the fins on either side of his face add to his strange appearance.
Connected to the stairs inside the tavern is an inn- paradoxically, Dualscar notes, if he is already supposed to be inside of a hotel- but he has no intentions of staying. A few drinks, and then he plans to get the hell out of here. He certainly hasn't got time to stick around.
The strange thing, though, is that the more he drinks, the more distinctly uncomfortable he begins to feel. He hasn't even had that much, but he feels himself growing hot all over, and eventually he reaches up to loosen his cape a little. His breaths come slow and uneven, and he rubs his temples, wondering what the matter might be. The problem itself becomes more obvious in a few moments more; Dualscar grits his teeth and presses his hand against the bulge straining against his pants and wonders if he shouldn't pick out a room to retire to after all- he's suddenly feeling so aroused that he stands up to do so.
Of course, that's no fun at all if you're alone, but as far as he knows, nobody's joined him here in the tavern quite yet- until now. Hearing the door open, he flicks a look over his shoulder, his lips pulling back in a grin, exposing a mouthful of sharp teeth. "Drinks're on me if you're wwillin' ta answwer a feww questions."
( ooc; have a manly man from that webcomic about thirteen year olds. open to all (though castmates would certainly be loved). dualscar is a very aggressive top, but could be persuaded to bottom to the right kind of person. as a note, dualscar is a sea troll. like other trolls of his canon, he looks fairly human, apart from grey skin, sharp teeth, and horns. the seadweller aspect gives him fins on his face and gills on his chest, among other... things. if this bothers you, please do not tag. finally, there's aphrodisiacs in all of the alcohol, so. yeah. go for it. prefs are here. )
Connected to the stairs inside the tavern is an inn- paradoxically, Dualscar notes, if he is already supposed to be inside of a hotel- but he has no intentions of staying. A few drinks, and then he plans to get the hell out of here. He certainly hasn't got time to stick around.
The strange thing, though, is that the more he drinks, the more distinctly uncomfortable he begins to feel. He hasn't even had that much, but he feels himself growing hot all over, and eventually he reaches up to loosen his cape a little. His breaths come slow and uneven, and he rubs his temples, wondering what the matter might be. The problem itself becomes more obvious in a few moments more; Dualscar grits his teeth and presses his hand against the bulge straining against his pants and wonders if he shouldn't pick out a room to retire to after all- he's suddenly feeling so aroused that he stands up to do so.
Of course, that's no fun at all if you're alone, but as far as he knows, nobody's joined him here in the tavern quite yet- until now. Hearing the door open, he flicks a look over his shoulder, his lips pulling back in a grin, exposing a mouthful of sharp teeth. "Drinks're on me if you're wwillin' ta answwer a feww questions."
( ooc; have a manly man from that webcomic about thirteen year olds. open to all (though castmates would certainly be loved). dualscar is a very aggressive top, but could be persuaded to bottom to the right kind of person. as a note, dualscar is a sea troll. like other trolls of his canon, he looks fairly human, apart from grey skin, sharp teeth, and horns. the seadweller aspect gives him fins on his face and gills on his chest, among other... things. if this bothers you, please do not tag. finally, there's aphrodisiacs in all of the alcohol, so. yeah. go for it. prefs are here. )