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Your humble servant Aventurine at your service.
A senior manager of the IPC's Strategic Investment Department, though I suppose that might as well be on pause. Right now, I'm a senior manager at Phoenix Casino, instead - why don't you stop by sometime during the evening, and you might as well be met with a bunny surprise.
Meet new people, form new bonds, and have fun. Isn't that what everyone comes to casino-resort for?
Glad you asked! Though I'm not sure how much it counts for a talent, I have quite the impressive luck. No matter the gamble, the danger, the puzzle ahead of me - if I bet it all on my "luck", then I know I'll come out of it the winner.
Though if you want actual talents, then you will have to get to know me and find out yourself.
I haven't yet read all the books in the universe, or watched all the movies, or listened to all the songs, or eaten all the food... So it's hard to say I have a proper favorite, isn't it?
Are we finally addressing the elephant in the room? Let's see...
Someone kind, interesting, intelligent, who enjoys a good conversation. Is that too broad? Then perhaps I'm just that easy to charm, haha!
I find wine suits my palate better, but I won't turn down the offer for beer if you'd like.
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
No real preference. If they're both meant to entertain, isn't the one who makes me laugh the better one?
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
A friend of mine would stand by a quality bath time, and after spending so much time with him, I've got to say the same!
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Between a group of people known for freedom and rule-breaking, and those bound to loyalty... Is this a question about which I find more interesting, which I would want to be, or which of these sentiments I relate to the most?
.05 TITS OR ASS
Does it really matter, if both have their own appeal? Or rather, perhaps I should say it truly depends on the person.
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
A proper morning starts with a good cup of coffee. It's essential to any corporation worker like me.
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Though both have their appeals, sweets are easier on my tongue. Perhaps it's hard to let go of my inner child? Haha!
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Most of my childhood was spent under the scalding hot sun of the desert, and though I'm quite used to it, I can't help but enjoy the comforting cold of winter nights the most. Besides, sharing a warm blanket with someone isn't so bad of a way to spend a winter day, is it?
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Each kind of fabric has a time and a place to belong. Leather for something more formal, perhaps even casual. Lace, for a more intimate encounter. But both do suit me, don't you think?
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Am I on top, am I on the bottom? Those things are necessary to know for a proper answer. Whether you want me to be nice or not, whether you want to be nice or not... Knowing your partner's preferences is what matters the most, isn't it?
ESTJ-A

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( no physical evidence though, sowwy. and it is true, though; he hasn't quite tried everything - all things considered, he could use his cornerstone to try and destroy the resort from the inside, if he wanted. smash a hole in the wall. threaten its safety, much as he had planned to do in penacony. but all of that requires far more planning and chips on his table than he currently has.
besides. he would rather not endanger anyone but himself, and he would much rather not have his cornerstone taken right after having it back. so, the thought was shelved, and in part discarded. nothing ratio needs knowing yet. )
What, you're done playing? ( joke jest etc ) Let's see, then... ( the much unfortunate thing is that they're a little bit trapped within the casino; the fortunate thing is that aventurine knows pretty much all its corners, and gestures for ratio to follow him, navigating through a sea of people towards the staff-only part of the casino, where aventurine slips in far too casually. most people are too busy with the main attraction, anyway. )
Topaz's spirit is hard to shake, but I think she has been making ends meet. She even has friends now. ( /teasing, as aventurine holds the door open to the staff backroom™. they get privacy to talk and mostly quiet from the festivities, and no sex toy roulette to deal with. just don't worry about the red dot notification on it or something.
nothing to say about how he has been doing, btw. this isn't about him. ) But first. What of Penacony? ( elephant in the room for him, thanks. )
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( a pause follows.
it’s commonly accepted in scientific circles that time is not so linear of a concept as how the average man experiences it. rare are there any ways to alter that experience, however, and fewer still are ones that could be considered accessible in any way to someone like either of them. a metaphysical prison capable of sourcing its inmates from all across the imaginary tree, however? there was too much curiosity in that question; were he only wanting to confirm their mutual knowledge, there were a million other ways to initiate that ask. )
Your performance was considered satisfactory.
( the statement is a quiet one, words heavy and dragging under the weight of all their implications. it speaks to success, one way or another. surely, even a past aventurine (assuming his hypothesis has any merit) would understand what that means. )
heartbreaking #ratiorine disgusting
there are worlds and worlds, he knows. imaginary tree lore and all. he may not be the most well versed in it, but at least there's a common factor in all the reports they've gotten. his job has always been successful, and to the ipc, that's all that matters. and so, aventurine puts the case to rest. )
Satisfactory is a huge compliment from you, so I'll take it. ( c student, etc.
aventurine moves to sit on one of the couches, sprawled comfortable on it. ratio would know what this means, if he's ever any curious - that aventurine has been around long enough, if he allows himself to 'intrude' this much space somewhere that is not his own apartment. small little things. )
I asked because Topaz and I don't remember anything that happened after a certain point. Or, I guess it's easier to say we never experienced it. Last thing I remember is talking to you in the Reverie, then going into the Dreamscape. I have been here ever since, so it's good to know I won't lose my job.
( stoneheart's oath ring: both ends of the scale myriad celestia aside btw. )
going to drop before i even get accepted
Your job being your primary concern, of course.
( many, many IPC workers wouldn’t hear the admonishment in such a dry statement, for the way it reads on the surface as an affirmation of their priorities. what could be more important than their position with the company? is that security not something to celebrate? the corners of ratio’s mouth briefly crease, as if trying to suppress a deeper frown—as though such an expression would be out of place on him. he simply dislkes… the flippancy of it. the casual wager of something far too precious; maybe, the wager of anything at all.
but as ever, it’s hard to argue with results. )
Has it brought you relief to know of your success, distant though it seems? ( that he lived, continues to live? there’s so much ground retreaded in this conversation, but ratio supposes—that’s true only for him. ) If there is any other news you’ve been awaiting, I can do my best to relay what I’m aware of.
can you make a new mockup drop sticker with ratio
aventurine is not blind nor oblivious to the in-between the lines of their conversation, but neither does he think so much of it. it's a particular inevitability that comes with being as high-ranked in the ipc as he is, and worse yet, a stoneheart besides. the only difference between being aventurine and being no.35 is that he has a soft bed and running water, this time.
but that's neither here nor there, is it? inevitabilities. )
Haha. "Relief"? Hm~ ( is he to include his pretend-death in that relief? because if ratio's behavior is anything to go by, he doesn't think there was much success at all.
maybe he shouldn't be so disappointed. death is not real in penacony - he knows this, has known this, has made this single de-facto information the entire basis of his plan. but maybe it had ben opal's words, before he departed. maybe it had been wishful thinking, chasing after the high of a gamble without the confirmation of a result.
is he relieved now, knowing come the day he experiences himself, it will truly be a successful job as peaceful as diamond would have wanted it? knowing that there will be - someone, he might just leave behind, and is that a lucky little thing for him, or should aventurine keep on ignoring the ache in his heart at the thought? )
It would have been troublesome otherwise, so I suppose so. Penacony's the kind of high risk job I enjoy working on, and it's good to know I can continue to tease Topaz about my perfect rating, especially after her case in Jarilo-VI. ( shrugs. ) But I'm just doing my job. I've been confident on its success from the beginning, so I wouldn't exactly call it relief.
( sentence ended there, because who knows what aventurine would really call it. )
as you saw
wasn’t your fist clenched behind your back the whole time?
if words alone could make him understand, though, perhaps the entire dreamscape would’ve unfolded differently. perhaps the ipc’s interest in penacony would have fallen through. perhaps it’s impossible to say what other outcomes there are, only that this particular one may as well be little more than a footnote, given their current situation. easy, then, to pivot the conversation towards such, the excuse of immediacy demanding more attention. anything to move past the churning frustration in his chest. )
Has that been your approach to this resort as well? “Just doing your job.” ( he saw the staff-only sign… ) Unsurprising that a vaunted member of the IPC would seek out an employment opportunity during a vacation.
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( spoken in jest, to lighten up the mood. something that isn't his suicidal plan in penacony, that ratio was one of the few privy to it. there's nothing to do about it - not here, not now, not when he can't yet tell which solar or star system they're even currently in.
he hops back on his feet, walking up to the staff lockers. little does ratio know there's so many bunny suits inside these lockers, man. but it's something to think, maybe. the normalcy that is slowly creeping up around aventurine's current life. he has a job, yes, one that started off as punishment, but one he enjoys, all things considered. he has... a place to return to, warm and comfortable, somewhere he would even call — )
I guess that's what a vaunted member of the IPC does when faced with more free time than he knows what to do with. But working at the main hub of the resort gets me information and contacts. Or did you think I was working for fun?
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( a compliment, of sorts, said plainly and without hesitation. he has no reason to think otherwise, at this point in time. whether those around him wish to admit it or not, aventurine of stratagems didn't come a stoneheart just from a pretty face and a few well-placed words. )
As a newcomer, perhaps there are many variables that I still have yet to understand. ( the casual acceptance that was in his sprawl, for one. ) Still, there are many routes to the heart of a casino. There's merely something ironic about your choice given the ample opportunity to gamble your way there as an alternative.
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( hand gestures, stoneheart and all. the casino is just a means to an end, here or elsewhere. those who find its sheer attractive understand one another, and many have little to lose, material or not. money isn't the only thing that can be won through a gamble either, so doesn't it make all the more sense, that aventurine would want to familiarize himself as much as he can to each crook and corner of the illustrious phoenix casino?
when aventurine looks down for the briefest moment, there's something pained, behind the dullness of his eyes. it has been too long. )
Or maybe I just really became a frivolous person. People change, after all. You know that better than anyone. ( ... ) A lot happened while you weren't here, Ratio.