Damien Brenks (
abeautifulgame) wrote in
tabularasa_rp2020-10-04 04:54 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
open | i hit the bottom but I'm on the mend
Who: Damien Brenks + You
What: Prompts below.
Where: All over the place
When: Throughout the month of October.
Content Warnings: Implied nudity? Nothing graphic, though.
What: Prompts below.
Where: All over the place
When: Throughout the month of October.
Content Warnings: Implied nudity? Nothing graphic, though.
no subject
[there's a few good shops in the Wards, like Aiello's Bakery, still standing today -- a miracle, consider its sordid history with Capone in the 30s. but the Wards are also dangerous. lots of drive-bys, an astronomical chance of coming back to find your car on cinderblocks if you leave it unattended for too long, and so on. and then there's Rossi-Freemont at the heart of it -- a public housing project that's been taking over by one of the Club's affiliate gangs, the Black Viceroys -- and it, too, was outside Blume's influence, outside ctOS]
[the Mad Mile, on the other hand, is much nicer, but beyond that throwaway comment, he's not going to get into it. they definitely don't need another downer conversation, no, so instead, he's going to ask:] Something beef, maybe?
[a beat]
Chef's choice as to what kind.
[he trusts her discretion]
no subject
What do we do when the chef can't pick?
[He gets to try all of them!
She makes quick work of slapping different cuts of beef onto the grill, and the pieces sizzle happily when she drizzles the different sauces on, while the powerful scent of cooking meat fills the stall again.]
Sorry I dragged you all the way back here. You looked like you were heading somewhere.
no subject
[which is to say that he doesn't mind having been dragged over here]
no subject
["Homecooked". It's as close as it's going to get, but this is what Tifa thrives at the most: providing for others, whether it's cooking for them, mixing drinks, or taking care of them. She's practically glowing as she lays on a thin coating of sauce on the thin strips of steak.]
That part wasn't there in Midgar. It's a lot cleaner than what I imagine one in Wall Market would look like, though.
[And skillfully, she takes a skewer stick and slides it through the pieces of meat as easily as sliding a hot knife through butter. She's clearly done this many times before.]
no subject
I'll definitely take it.
[he's been dreaming of the Korean BBQ he heard was here almost as long as he has the bath house. the fact that it's Tifa's just makes it all that much sweeter -- as does the fact that she's willing to cook for him, because clearly she knows what she's doing and is good at it. not to mention the fact that, secretly more selfish than he lets on, he enjoys being waited on]
[but anyway]
I've never been to a bath house, period. [a beat] The closest we have, I think, would be finding a hot tub at a hotel somewhere in the city. [somewhere other than the Merlaut. barring its appearance here, he hasn't gotten close to that place since Aiden botched that job]
no subject
She hasn't doused them in sauce like Cloud has before so there's no threat of it dripping onto his nice coat, but he's gotten better at it since their first go at the meat skewers. It's not a fair comparison to make, though. She has some experience under her belt, having cooked for the likes of Biggs and Wedge plenty of times before.]
This one's real nice. Like the traditional kinds you see in movies and TV shows! Just make sure you follow the rules, else you'll get kicked to the curb.
no subject
[he's not entirely sure how, but]
no subject
You so much as let a towel touch the water, you're out of there. Outside the front doors.
[She slaps a few more pieces of meat on the grill, either for him or for herself, depending on whether he'd like more, but she pauses to wave the tongs at him first.]
I am speaking from experience, in case you wondered.
no subject
I would have believed you, even if you hadn't been.
[a beat]
Naked and all?
[because clearly, that's an important distinction to make. not that he's going to ignore the rules, now, if this place is so adamant about enforcing them, but he still can't help but imagine himself being poofed outside, in nothing but his towel. that would definitely be worse than the alternative]
no subject
[Tifa hums to that, but her expression sure as hell gives an answer.]
Just make sure that before you go breaking any rules, you've got a towel on and secured.
[Thankfully, she did too, and it could have been much worse than it actually was. She could have also bumped into someone she knew, so she's grateful that it had the least number of awkward consequences!
But enough about that (her face is turning a light shade of pink), she gestures to the meat.]
Give it a go!
no subject
[so, that's fun. yikes. on the plus side, at least, him being very literally the last one in the pool here ups his chances of being alone in the bath house, so maybe he won't have to worry about his modesty. or anyone seeing the road map of scars that are his legs]
[either way, he shakes his head to clear it before turning his attentions back to the meat. he takes a bite, and after he's swallowed, he hums, pleased] My God, that's good. [and enough to get his head out of the horribleness of the magical enforcement of the rules much better than just trying to will it away. he takes another enthusiastic bite, that in mind, then]
no subject
House special, [she tells him, anchoring herself on the counter with her hands, beaming at him with excitement.] Been waiting to hear that for a long time. Feels great.
no subject