((Set on Haen during the vacation away from the station because I missed that whole event and I really wanted to do it :c ))
[Even though Lavellan's only been on the station for a few months, it's already jarring to be anywhere else. The fresh air and sand and sea are a wonderful change of pace though, no doubt about it; even the beautiful forest scene he'd paid to have conjured up in the VR room, while a wonderful bit of "technology" (magic), hadn't been real. This is an honest-to-gods tropical paradise.
And he's here not by himself, but with a small gaggle of gorgeous men. Many of whom he's already had in bed (or various other places). And many of whom don't seem like they'd have any objections to falling into bed with him again.
This elf doesn't need any further proof that he's died and gone to a glorious afterlife.
But hey, dead or not, there are still things that need to be done. Places to go, people to see. And right now he's thinking that a certain couple of beautiful men he knows might enjoy a trip to that lovely little open-air market they have here, not too far from the cabins. He very clearly remembers seeing a stall with all manner of colorful silks and several with jewelry, and who better to spoil shamelessly model such pretty things than Izuminokami and Jirou?
Lavellan himself is padding around barefoot, in what amounts to a simple white peasant shirt and trousers, as he waits for the others to join him.]
Lagunbiru-verse, shopping trip for Jirou and Kanesan
[Even though Lavellan's only been on the station for a few months, it's already jarring to be anywhere else. The fresh air and sand and sea are a wonderful change of pace though, no doubt about it; even the beautiful forest scene he'd paid to have conjured up in the VR room, while a wonderful bit of "technology" (magic), hadn't been real. This is an honest-to-gods tropical paradise.
And he's here not by himself, but with a small gaggle of gorgeous men. Many of whom he's already had in bed (or various other places). And many of whom don't seem like they'd have any objections to falling into bed with him again.
This elf doesn't need any further proof that he's died and gone to a glorious afterlife.
But hey, dead or not, there are still things that need to be done. Places to go, people to see. And right now he's thinking that a certain couple of beautiful men he knows might enjoy a trip to that lovely little open-air market they have here, not too far from the cabins. He very clearly remembers seeing a stall with all manner of colorful silks and several with jewelry, and who better to
spoil shamelesslymodel such pretty things than Izuminokami and Jirou?Lavellan himself is padding around barefoot, in what amounts to a simple white peasant shirt and trousers, as he waits for the others to join him.]