auroraexpress | The Seventeeth Trial

Who: trialgoers
When: Day 39, evening
Where: The Cat's Zone

[Have you enjoyed your day playing in your new train cars? Great! Because now it's Trial Time.

With the usual alert, the Cat's bar appears in the clearing. There's no "come hither" -- instead, just the pounding of bass from the speakers as the door cracks open. Inside there's flashing party lights, upbeat club music, and high-top tables surrounding a wide dance floor. The stage in the corner is empty except for a single microphone.

At the bar you can get free drinks, but you'll have to contend with the bartender -- a black cat curled up on the shelf between the bottles.

On the bar, and on every table, is a sign showing the rules of this game, titled:

Kiss or Dare

If you want to dress up for the club, or want costumes for daring purposes, there's a dressing room behind the stage with a magic closet. You'll find whatever you like in it, but when the trial ends you can only take home what you're wearing!

Good luck!]

RULES | TURN-IN | THE CAT / DISQUALIFICATION

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Very well then. You may go first if you wish.

I dare you to do a dance.

[A pair of fans appear in her hands crafted of water and she starts to dance something that is clearly something traditional. She spins the fans in a nearly hypnotic fashion, hips swaying slightly to a beat she only hears. Every motion is smooth and fluid like the waves of the ocean.

It does not go on very long before she snaps her fans in front of her and bows]

[Clapping politely.]

Oh, I shouldn't be surprised, but I wasn't expecting something so refined.

Do you enjoy dancing?

[she snaps a fan shut and taps it to her lips in consideration.]

I suppose so, yes.

Hmm. Noted.

[Less of a tool for human use than previously stated?]

Your turn.

[STILL A TOOL OK WOW]

I dare you to play wed, bed and behead with the three people you find most attractive. [a beat] In the unlikely event that I happen to be included amongst that number, not including me.

I'll, ah, take the kiss.

Very well.

[she's never kissed hlasoh before so she is careful now in how her hand reaches for her chin, slow and soft, a prelude of what is to come as she leans in, gently but undeniably pressing her lips against Hlasoh's in a tender kiss.]

[Hlasoh is no stranger to this by any means, but she is surprised by how nice and gentle the kiss is, perhaps due to 80H's cool demeanor, so she sighs a little, unconsciously parting her lips for the kiss.]

[80H considers drawing away but ah, it seems Hlasoh isn't quite done so she leans a little deeper in response, shifting her lips to tease at Hlasoh's bottom one for a moment before finally drawing away.]