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[totheskye]

[After several attempts, Skye finds a room that's to his liking. It's sparsely furnished, containing only a worn couch and several stacked chairs. He turns to Noel with one eyebrow raised.]

This work for you?

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[sugarsugarkiss]

[ noel surveys the room, nodding. ]

Works perfect.

[totheskye]

So, limits, rules and all that shit. Go.

[sugarsugarkiss]

Uh... don't kill me, don't wreck my face, and my safe-word is "piña colada."

[totheskye]

Piña colada? [He snickers.]

Don't worry, you can't die here, sweetheart.