pc catchall for shiraishi (felinguistic)

[uncurtained]

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[uncurtained]

[She pauses, puzzled.]

...Wait, what are you talking about? What did you hear?

[felinguistic]

A lot of very loud sex noises.

You might want to avoid the fox-eared lady. She seems to think one of you is her husband and was hilariously angry they were cheating on her. Doesn't really listen to reason anyway, and has quite the temper too.

[ See? He's offering friendly advice. ]

[uncurtained]

[She just stares for a moment, before her voice picks up just slightly in volume.]

But that doesn't make any sense. I mean, no shame to someone who would do that, but we weren't. Why would...

[She trails off, seeming to remember something, and then mutters what is Probably a swear word under her breath when that realization crosses her face.

After a moment:]

That wasn't us. [...] Did a lot of people hear?

[felinguistic]

[ Interesting. ]

Everyone.

If sex is what they're trying to coerce out of us, then you'd assume they'd make the walls soundproof but apparently not. Thank you for saving us more embarrassment further down the line.

[ shiraishi, no.

But he does lean back, silently, and watch her for a moment. ]

What do you think happened? Your distress seems pretty genuine, so I'll hear you out. Did you do something you shouldn't have? Go somewhere you shouldn't go? Maybe this is punishment for breaking the rules they've failed to actually set out for us.

[uncurtained]

Great.

[She runs a hand through her hair, glancing away.]

When we opened the door, we found a recording studio. We were trying to see if we could find any information, so when we found a camera, we looked it over to see if there was anything recorded on it. It was hooked up to a computer, and when we looked it over, the monitor started playing... Those noises, and some video. You can probably guess what it was.

[felinguistic]

[ That’s enough for him to lean forward a little - interest clear in his eyes. ]

For about ten minutes. It was around that time the noises stopped, so either the tapes ran out or you got them turned off. Or, you were all done, if you’re making up a tall tale.

...

Show me. Is the door still locked? Did you jam it open when you left or let it swing to? Even so, show me which door.

[ A recording room in a love hotel. The implications are apl terrible but add in the kidnapping thing and it’s ominous as hell but interesting. Especially if the door was locked to them in the first place. ]

[uncurtained]

If I were going to lie about it, I'd make up a better story.

[That's a little short, and she looks down at her drink for a moment, before sighing and putting it down on the table as she stands up.]

I'm not going back in there. Once was enough. We let the door shut, so it's probably locked again, but... I can show you the door. It's the one between the elevators and the employee lounge on the first floor.

[felinguistic]

I don't know. Some people would say rampant threesome was a pretty clever one. Usually people just say "nothing" or "I was in my room".

[ Well. Lead the way. ]

No one thought to prop it open?

[uncurtained]

If I tried the 'I was in my room' excuse, you still would have heard the moaning, so...

[Anyways.]

We were more focused on leaving quick than anything else.

[felinguistic]

If you had you'd have been as uncreative as the people who do use it.

[ Hm. ]

What was in there to escape from?