[And soon indeed is a Ducky there, dressed in the same grey dress, hair all pinned up and carefully coifed. She looks nervous, and not just because of, you know, having to report her business in the Up to the SIN guards.]
[ South's dressing a lot more like herself, now she well, has clothes and is herself. Jeans, unisex cut t-shirt, leather jacket, boots. Her dye looks refreshed, too. No nervousness on her, but she flashes Ducky an attempt at a reassuring smile when she comes over to her. ]
[ South snickers under her breath, and she offers Ducky her arm, both for the sake of display and because it'll be easier not to walk too far ahead if she has to keep pace because Ducky's holding it. ]
It is a damn nice place. Better not keep you waiting long then huh? Let's get going.
[Ducky's hand rests gently on South's arm, and she steps in close, very conscious of the height difference between them at this moment. Ah, to be in the shadow of giants...]
[ South starts walking, Ducky's hand definitely the reminder she needs to moderate her pace. She knows the route back to the apartment building from places like the elevator by now, so she leads them back there without getting lost or anything. ]
I'm up on the 8th floor, suite B. You been into the building before?
Oh, yeah, there's a nice kitchen I hardly know what to do with. I've been using the room service.
[ She was not the responsible twin in her youth, she figured out the basics since but this is kind of her first time completely on her own outside of like, the military or the rig, both of which had their own structures.
She leads them into the elevator when they get inside, and it is all very nice in there. Hits the button for the 8th floor. ]
[ South pulls a face. Yeah, she can imagine how bad that gets. ]
Eugh, the more I hear about the Down housing the worse it fuckin' gets.
Yeah, this place is kinda ridiculous, the apartment feels too big for like, what, two people tops? I mean, my perspective's a bit fuckin' skewed, but...
[ She shrugs. It's honestly nicer than she knows how to live in, but that's a weird complaint to have, she knows. It's not bad, just... weird, for her. And too quiet on her own.
When the elevator doors open she casts a quick, wary glance across the hall at suite A, but seeing no sign of Wash she just leads Ducky to her door and opens it, beckons to let Ducky step inside first. ]
In theory, you could have multiple submissives here. It is a nice place, though.
[It's actually of similar quality (though smaller size) to Bastrop Manor. Ducky's first instinct on walking inside is to pick up any trash or clothes lying out in plain sight. Some habits never die...]
[ One extra bedroom = one other person in her head, but not like there's something stopping you sharing one of the beds she guesses.
South's thankful that she didn't leave the place too messy before going out today, that'd be embarrassing, but it's definitely not totally devoid of stuff laying about. So she groans, drops her head into her hand for a second, before at least moving to pick up some things on her own—there's a mostly empty whiskey bottle she pulls a face at and gets out of the way, for one. ]
I swear, I'm not a total slob. Just— getting used to living alone.
I understand. And the stress this place puts one under is no help in adjusting. Don't worry, I've seen much worse--I've been the housemaid to bachelor men.
[At one point when South is bending over to pick something up, and near enough to Ducky, she leans in to lightly, hesitantly offer a kiss on the cheek.]
Without doing some undignified climbing? Yes. You do seem to have the advantage, there.
[She had considered getting South to bend down, maybe pretending she had something to whisper earlier, but waiting until they got to someplace private was likely more prudent.]
[ South shrugs off her jacket and at least sort of folds it before setting it over the back of the couch she half-sits on the arm of. There's ink decorating the skin of her upper arm, roses and thorns and barbed wire. ]
Sure I will. I can stay here [ gestures at the couch itself, she can shift easily enough to be properly sat down ] orrr there's the edge of the bed?
[ There's definitely a difference in pacing implied by either, so she leaves that ball in Ducky's court. ]
[Oh, like Ducky has any clue what to do with that ball...her smile dims a hair as she considers the question. All that confidence that comes so naturally to her seems to fade.]
[ South cocks her head juuust a little, and then she decides to shift to sit properly on the couch for now. Stick in more neutral territory for a bit longer. Sure, her most recent history has been quick and dirty hookups but that's not all she's had in her life. ]
[Ducky walks over to stand in front of South, lightly brushing her hair out of her face. It's the lightest of touches, before she leans in for a more proper kiss, on the lips. Quick, gentle. It's clear Ducky hasn't done much of this.]
Better.
[Her hesitancy isn't about South herself, though. She's decided to trust this much, and see where it leads.]
[ If anything seems to throw South off for a moment, it's the gentle brush of her hair from her face—such gentle gestures haven't been a big feature in her recent life. The hesitancy, the kiss, she handles with ease, and when Ducky pulls back she flashes her a grin. She brings her hands up to Ducky's waist, ready to withdraw if she needs to, but otherwise settling easily. ]
Yeah, much fuckin' easier like this.
[ She can work with this. Dominance is not in her nature but she can sort of lead, as far as needed, she really has been with partners that don't know much of what they're doing before.
If Ducky lets her, she'll kiss her, this time, gentle still but for longer. ]
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[Ducky doesn't want to give herself time to get anxious and find an excuse not to actually...you know...do the thing.]
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yeah sure i can meet you there
i'll head over and wait
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[And soon indeed is a Ducky there, dressed in the same grey dress, hair all pinned up and carefully coifed. She looks nervous, and not just because of, you know, having to report her business in the Up to the SIN guards.]
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[ South's dressing a lot more like herself, now she well, has clothes and is herself. Jeans, unisex cut t-shirt, leather jacket, boots. Her dye looks refreshed, too. No nervousness on her, but she flashes Ducky an attempt at a reassuring smile when she comes over to her. ]
Hey, you all set?
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[The honorific is for the sake of the guards, humor dancing in Ducky's dark eyes as it comes out.]
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[ South snickers under her breath, and she offers Ducky her arm, both for the sake of display and because it'll be easier not to walk too far ahead if she has to keep pace because Ducky's holding it. ]
It is a damn nice place. Better not keep you waiting long then huh? Let's get going.
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Of course. Lead on.
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[ South starts walking, Ducky's hand definitely the reminder she needs to moderate her pace. She knows the route back to the apartment building from places like the elevator by now, so she leads them back there without getting lost or anything. ]
I'm up on the 8th floor, suite B. You been into the building before?
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[Well, there's room to debate how the mindfuck week qualifies, but it's true enough.]
If you've got a decent kitchen, you may have to put up with me making food later.
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Oh, yeah, there's a nice kitchen I hardly know what to do with. I've been using the room service.
[ She was not the responsible twin in her youth, she figured out the basics since but this is kind of her first time completely on her own outside of like, the military or the rig, both of which had their own structures.
She leads them into the elevator when they get inside, and it is all very nice in there. Hits the button for the 8th floor. ]
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[Jealous duck is jealous.]
We have an all-day buffet. After about the first two hours, most of it is congealed or cold, and none of it is appetizing.
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[ South pulls a face. Yeah, she can imagine how bad that gets. ]
Eugh, the more I hear about the Down housing the worse it fuckin' gets.
Yeah, this place is kinda ridiculous, the apartment feels too big for like, what, two people tops? I mean, my perspective's a bit fuckin' skewed, but...
[ She shrugs. It's honestly nicer than she knows how to live in, but that's a weird complaint to have, she knows. It's not bad, just... weird, for her. And too quiet on her own.
When the elevator doors open she casts a quick, wary glance across the hall at suite A, but seeing no sign of Wash she just leads Ducky to her door and opens it, beckons to let Ducky step inside first. ]
See for yourself.
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In theory, you could have multiple submissives here. It is a nice place, though.
[It's actually of similar quality (though smaller size) to Bastrop Manor. Ducky's first instinct on walking inside is to pick up any trash or clothes lying out in plain sight. Some habits never die...]
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...huh, guess so.
[ One extra bedroom = one other person in her head, but not like there's something stopping you sharing one of the beds she guesses.
South's thankful that she didn't leave the place too messy before going out today, that'd be embarrassing, but it's definitely not totally devoid of stuff laying about. So she groans, drops her head into her hand for a second, before at least moving to pick up some things on her own—there's a mostly empty whiskey bottle she pulls a face at and gets out of the way, for one. ]
I swear, I'm not a total slob. Just— getting used to living alone.
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[At one point when South is bending over to pick something up, and near enough to Ducky, she leans in to lightly, hesitantly offer a kiss on the cheek.]
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Oh, damn, yeah, that says 'seen some shit' if anything does. I can be stupid lazy sometimes but—
[ She's momentarily surprised when Ducky's lips touch her cheek, but not startled or offput, and when she straightens back up she snickers a little. ]
...that was the first time you could even reach my face wasn't it.
[ More of a statement than a question, but. ]
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[She had considered getting South to bend down, maybe pretending she had something to whisper earlier, but waiting until they got to someplace private was likely more prudent.]
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Juuust a little. [ pause, a faint smirk ] ...y'know I have had someone literally climb me before, you're right it's definitely not fuckin' dignified.
Easier to work around sitting or laying, at least.
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[Ducky moves back toward the doorway to take off her shoes, tucking them neatly against the wall.]
Will you reduce the difficulty in that manner for me?
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[ South shrugs off her jacket and at least sort of folds it before setting it over the back of the couch she half-sits on the arm of. There's ink decorating the skin of her upper arm, roses and thorns and barbed wire. ]
Sure I will. I can stay here [ gestures at the couch itself, she can shift easily enough to be properly sat down ] orrr there's the edge of the bed?
[ There's definitely a difference in pacing implied by either, so she leaves that ball in Ducky's court. ]
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Wherever you'd like.
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[ South cocks her head juuust a little, and then she decides to shift to sit properly on the couch for now. Stick in more neutral territory for a bit longer. Sure, her most recent history has been quick and dirty hookups but that's not all she's had in her life. ]
Better?
[ Much more in reach. ]
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Better.
[Her hesitancy isn't about South herself, though. She's decided to trust this much, and see where it leads.]
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[ If anything seems to throw South off for a moment, it's the gentle brush of her hair from her face—such gentle gestures haven't been a big feature in her recent life. The hesitancy, the kiss, she handles with ease, and when Ducky pulls back she flashes her a grin. She brings her hands up to Ducky's waist, ready to withdraw if she needs to, but otherwise settling easily. ]
Yeah, much fuckin' easier like this.
[ She can work with this. Dominance is not in her nature but she can sort of lead, as far as needed, she really has been with partners that don't know much of what they're doing before.
If Ducky lets her, she'll kiss her, this time, gentle still but for longer. ]
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Kissing, I do have some experience with. Not with women, though.
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