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[The hallways don't look much different on the lower-level floors of the resort, but Vil does notice there are less staff present, with less carts for carrying away dirty linens and vacuum cleaners. Did they not visit these floors as often? If the higher ranks were given such thorough access to hotel commodities and services, perhaps that service didn't spend as much time on the lower floors. Interesting.

He notes Leona's rank from what he can see of his profile on his Watch. Five was rather low in the order of playing cards, but still not the lowest. He could only imagine how much worse things got for the others. Maybe his joke about the water heater wasn't too far off.

He stops in front of the door bearing the number Leona gave him, glancing around before knocking. No use hesitating here.]

You are cordially invited to have afternoon tea with me.

[He scrolls through profile after profile, mostly not reading them, occasionally hitting the X when he sees a particularly egregious picture or bio, until he finds the (lion) man he's looking for. Yep, that's the one, he wouldn't mistake those ears anywhere!

But it's not a fun chat he's here for. He sends a direct message, getting right to business.]

About those tattoo things we talked about - first of all, what do the different card suits mean?

Other than the obvious, that is. Are they just assigned at random, or does it matter which one you get?

Are you in the gardens? I need you to see something.

[It's already strange enough that he's messaging Leona out of the blue. But usually he's at least a little polite in asking for something.]

[ Now, who would be snooping around the fifth floor and just so happen to take a little peek into a door left ajar? Leaving its occupant ripe for the hassling? Not a lonely rank 10 slumming about, that's for sure. Not a lonely rank 10 with too much time on his hands and a warming expression as he realizes who this room belongs to — he thought he sensed someone familiar. ]

Heeeh, intertesting... knock, knock~ pardon the intrusion!

✨⭐️✨⭐️~Hello!~⭐️✨⭐️✨ It's me! ✨😊✨

This is a text informing you that the 🪄✨✨MAGIC SHOWCASE✨✨🪄 is happening this weekend. Please report to the gym before noon on Saturday to help with the lighting and sound equipment!

You will of course be compensated. I always keep my word, so there's absolutely no need to worry there!

[ This is silly, and not something he would usually do, but it's too late to back out now that he's arrived at the agreed upon location. Then again, maybe there's still time to head back where he came from since he doesn't see Leona anywhere.

But he stays put, ears perked up as he keeps an eye out for the other cat.

Not that he's paying too close attention to his surroundings... so it'd be easy to spook him, if desired. ]

I've found Rinne-senpai's statue. If you want to yell at him *or* speak to him using your indoor voice, he's located on the topmost floor of the casino. You'll find him leaning an arm against one of the pachinko machines.

long time no see kitty.
you switched ranks too?

[Guess who's back, back again. One month after the cuddle thread, he has something else to message about!! :)]

✨✨ Leona-kun, Leona-kun! ✨✨🦁✨✨ It's me again! 😊✨

I have a question for you! And also a picture to send you! Are you ready for it?

[On the 25th, Leona will receive a package! The package is nicely wrapped and includes two gifts. One is a cute fuzzy pillow, shaped like a lion's head. For you to cuddle with! Hiyori writes in the note. After their last text conversation, he figured Leona loves sleeping with tons of pillows around!

Then there's a second gift: a big bottle of conditioner. For your long mane of hair! Hiyori writes. Apparently he hasn't forgotten the awful four-in-one shampoo/conditioner/body wash/lubricant hybrid he saw in Leona's shower. It haunts him. It may always haunt him.

Merry Christmas!

The note is signed with his signature!]

[ at least tseng is aware of how absurd this is. maybe some of his wry humor will leak into the text he composes. ]

Hello. My name is Tseng, and I've been sent by our mutual friend Mr. Matoba Seiji to inform you that his ass is perfectly enjoyable regardless of cushioning, and that further complaints should cease immediately.

[ sometimes you get dared to do something and you absolutely refuse to back down ]

hey i think you have really cute ears!

[action - january welcome event]

text....... for now

@eve (earlier in March before current event)