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[It is dawn or sunset? Hard to tell, but there is the sky above is turning all shades of orange, purple and even some pink here and there. This certainly isn't where you last remembered yourself.

You are currently standing on a platform. To the left is a the sounds of gears moving, people shouting, and people milling about but a thick column of smoke blocks it from view. To the right is a forest of bamboo stalks swaying in the breeze.

Look down and the platform underneath while very thick is made of glass. The room is pink and lacy, frilly, and, oh, ever not so manly at all.]

[ooc: This is open to anyone that comes across it really. Just jump right in. This is a heart game. Think of it as a dungeon crawl through Tyki's heart. Messing with things will have side effects, but that means you should do it anyway. :)]

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[Big pause.] No. I think we're done here.

[Blink. Blink. Looking between the two of you before entering and kneeling by the other man.]

What?

Haven't really got anything else to say. Have fun on your walk? [Can't decide if he's angry or just unhappy.]

It wasn't a walk, but, yes, I did.

[Leaning down to help both men up if they weren't already standing.]

...What did you do with Lulu?

Such accusations. We mutually agreed to sleep together.

Considering they don't seem to have a choice--

[Nope let's not]

Good for you two. Can we just go somewhere else now?

If you wouldn't mind telling me what is upsetting you.

...They're not really actual people, I get that. Just fantasies. But the whole "sex slave" thing is a little odd. If that's the right term.

[Makes a "hey man whatever it's your heart you do what you want" gesture.] Could just be me, though.

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Maybe a less caged atmosphere?

Maybe.

I think that can be managed.

[Taking his arm and heading him out beyond the curtain back into the ballroom.]

If you'd give me a moment, this may take some time.

[Waves goodbye to brothel-self, plus mouthing "good luck" at him.]

Take some time? What're you going to do...?

Make it less stifling. As for how, I'm not sure. Would you like to help or will you be fine on your own for a while?

Guess I could help.

[He nods and leads him back in then.

Miranda comes up to Tyki in her flustered sort of way. Tyki smiles and requests something of her in a voice the other doesn't here. She looks confused, but wanders off to comply.

He puts a hand on the other man's shoulder.]

Any redecoration thoughts? Or if you had to spend the rest of your life in one place, what would it look like?

The rest of my life? That's an alarming thought.

...Some place with a carpet? [...]

It isn't so bad. I rather like where I live.

[He laughs.] I think I can do better than carpet.

[Miranda comes back with a hammer. One of those hammer with a cement head and around four feet long. He finds the nearest walls and takes a swing at it.]

[He watches from a good distance away. Weirdest remodeling ever.]

[Tyki does plan on roping you into help. What are your thoughts on that?]

[His thoughts at this point are mostly made of question marks.]

[But sure.]

[Cool. It is not your normal construction that is for sure. It takes far too less time, and things you need seem to pop up at your fingertips.

The darker and more backwater appearance of the brothel is changed more of an upscale resort. The people inside are still designed to serve physical needs, but the place is built more around their tastes. Instead of greeting every customer at the door, they get to choose their guests with the disclaimer of right to refuse service to anyone.

And now it actually has some sun and outdoors areas.]

Well?

[Taking it in for a while with definite surprise.]

...Less bad.

Not good yet?

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