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[truthisvicious]

« Who: Lucien truthisvicious
« What: event things + general open prompts
« When: late August - September
« Where: aquarium, the Scratch, Patch's Gym, submissive public housing (4th floor) and around the Down
« Content Warnings: Lucien opt-outs; possible references to scars; definitely sex
« Note: Lucien needs to make 2x quota this month per the event! Mix of gen and smut starts below, all OTA.


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Under the Sea [August 26]
[cw:aphrodisiacs, altered mental states, body transformation, exhibitionism, public sex, animalistic behavior]


Moving In [August 31, the Up to the Down]

Lucien doesn't have much. Most of it fits into a single decently sized box and a backpack. He wears the black scimitar in its scabbard at his hip and, not long after midnight, he slips out of Marzipan Terrace. He'd rather leave before Jon can make any smug faces or order him out. Let it never be said he doesn't have a flare for the dramatic.

The streets in the Up are by no means quiet, but they are quieter than they might have been in the middle of the day. He prefers it that way. With a hood up, it's easy to pass without a lot of stares.

The elevator down is the worst part. All there is to do is stand there and wait. The box ends up on the floor behind Lucien's leg as he leans against the wall. He pushes the hood back, lets his head rest. Well, back to the gutter. He's fallen further than this, and he'll get back up again. It isn't really an option.

Getting Settled

The door sticks. Lucien stares at it, dead-eyed with annoyance, and then kicks it hard. With a crack it opens and he pokes his head in. Hm. No apparent roommate, so at least there's that for now. He picks up his box and slips into the room, leaving the somewhat broken door open. He examines each of the beds and picks the lesser of two evils.

He sets the box aside and sits on the edge of the bare mattress. He grabbed sheets and a blanket from someone on his way in, but he doesn't really have the motivation to make the damn bed now that he's here.

[Feel free to encounter Lucien anywhere on his route from Marzipan Terrace to the public housing for submissives in the Down! If you share the building/floor with him, he's going to make a racket getting into his room.]

Work It Out [Patch's Gym]
[cw: public/semi-public sex]

Lucien leans against the reception desk and watches with some interest whatever's happening in the boxing ring. His tail flicks and, considering the setting, he's spectacularly covered up: a tight mock turtleneck and long-though-equally-tight pants. He may or may not have cut a hole for his tail into them.

His knuckles are raw from several rounds with one of the punching bags earlier and he's holding a small ice pack over one of them and he's got a bucket of ice on the desk next to him. It melts faster on him so he keeps replacing it.

Red eyes cut away from his current entertainment toward the door when someone walks in. The gym is pretty self-explanatory, he's here to collect dues and make sure that no one is a complete asshole upon entry. Might take a while for the regulars and new people to get used to him, but that's not his problem.


Locker Room [Smut Option]

It's the first time since he arrived this morning that Lucien peels off the long-sleeved shirt. Inch by inch, he reveals his tattooed torso, his chest, shoulders, and arms crisscrossed with thin, pale scars. Lucien rolls his shoulders and drops the shirt on the bench in front of him. He drags the elastic tie out of his hair, letting it fall down around his shoulders.

Lucien sits on the bench to get his shoes off, then groans and lays back along the length of it. That stretches his spine at least, and he huffs a breath as he stares at the ceiling. He should finish undressing and hit the showers, but gods, he is... surprisingly comfortable right here. Bad place for a nap, but Lucien does close his eyes. Just for a minute.

[Rude and friendly awakenings welcome.]


Showers [Smut Option]

Since returning to the Down, Lucien showers at the gym as often as he can. The hot water in public housing doesn't always work, and while a cold shower is among the least of his problems, they don't help his mood. This is a small convenience and worth it. Lucien closes his eyes and rinses his hair. He leaves his own soap here now. If it gets stolen he'll replace it, but it saves him having to remember it whenever he leaves his room.

His hand runs down the back of his neck and Lucien rolls his head one way, then the other to stretch tight muscles. He presses his free hand against the wall, bracing himself there as the other drifts lower. He needs to make quota twice over this month and that has not escaped him. Maybe if he's lucky someone will walk in and want to watch.

The tiefling sighs as he palms his half-hard cock. His thumb sweeps over the tapered head before he strokes down, coaxing himself to full arousal.

If someone does start watching, it'll be hard for him to completely ignore it.

"You here to lend a hand or just wanting a show?" he drawls without even looking.

Drink It Down [Spread Eagle]

At least he can still buy his own drinks. Lucien doesn't have a lot of reason to go to the Up without an invitation, so he finds places in the Down to haunt.

He's at Spread Eagle a few times a week, either at the bar or settled into a seat somewhere out of the way so that he can people watch without drawing too much attention to himself. Some nights he's contemplative, staring off at nothing and barely touching whatever drink he has. Other times he'll play darts or join card games or otherwise indulge in being social.

He might look off-putting, but he'll turn on the charm if he needs to.

[General open prompts, catch Lucien at the Spread Eagle drinking, playing games, or brooding!]

Wildcard

[Comfortable with prose and brackets, will match style to whatever you want to use.

For anyone who would like a reference: Lucien's dick.

Feel free to throw a wildcard down! If you want to plot, ping me via PM or givemedragons or on discord at givemedragons#7125. Lucien spends will be spending more time in the Down and he'll go to the Up for errands or to visit when he can, so running into him anywhere is pretty reasonable. And he's hard not to notice.]