AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

[guestservices]

mostly void, partially stars.

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week 7, monday

[guestservices]

[after a few moments, they open the door.]

What?

[evocationary]

Oh, this is a mistake. I now have access to your room, your week is going to suck so much.

[guestservices]

[dryly]

I've heard that my room is extremely boring, so you're going to be disappointed.

[evocationary]

I bet it is boring! You seem like the kind of person that never has any fun.

[guestservices]

[breezily]

You're right, I don't.

[they cannot be shamed for this because they do not feel shame over it.]

[evocationary]

[she's mostly just amused by this.]

Brat. [affectionate] Let me in. I wanna see.

[guestservices]

[they sigh, but they step back to let lup in.

it is... in fact a very boring room. it looks just like a generic modern day hotel room with no personal touches. there is a closet, to one side; a desk area with a chair, as well as a TV on the wall above, on the same side; on the opposite side is a bed and that's about it. even outside the windows, where sunlight is shining through, it's just white void as though the room couldn't come up with any actual scenery to show.]

[evocationary]

[lepus this is so sad. why are you like this.

she wanders in, and looks out the window.]

No mourners, no funerals, huh. [she murmurs.] Nobody gave you anything to pin on your walls? Or did you just get rid of it all?

[guestservices]

[sometimes you can't fathom what a home would be like so it would never occur to you to personalize]

I give that stuff to the others.

[evocationary]

[jan.]

Are you telling me you gave my presents to other people?

[guestservices]

Or I leave it in the employee lounge, yeah.

[evocationary]

[wrinkles her nose]

But I want you to have things from me. [):]

[guestservices]

[they sit down on the edge of their bed.]

Once I'm out of here, I don't have the room to hold onto anything but strictly what I need, anyway. Gifts are wasted on me.

[evocationary]

Not even a bracelet? Or a pin? Or a necklace?

[guestservices]

[with a tilt of their head:]

Seems like the kind of stuff that would get damaged in battle.

[evocationary]

... I guess.

[frowns!!!]

I guess all that leaves is a tattoo. [this is a joke]

[guestservices]

[a snort]

My first step to delinquency.

[evocationary]

First?

[guestservices]

I'm a perfectly well-behaved child.

[evocationary]

You're about as well-behaved as I am.

Anyway, so that's a yes on the tattoo, right?

[guestservices]

[dryly]

I really don't need people thinking I'm with the yakuza, so no.