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planctxriiums:

leigh just nodded & smiled at his response, biting her lip gently & tilting her head to the side, long legs uncrossing & keeping together as she listened to his explanation, chuckling at his words. ‘ none taken, ’ she assured the male. ‘ no totally, i understand perfectly, some people just don’t like to be ordered around, i personally don’t mind so that’s why i’m here. ’ she said. ‘ oh that’s nice, do you like it ? ’ she asked, she liked hearig about other people’s opinions on their own jobs.

his eyebrows rose ever so slightly just then. he knew better than to ask assets and staff alike why they’d come here. the majority of them had some dark secrets to leave behind and he was undeniably surprised every time he head someone did it because they liked it. “ that’s the whole story? “ he asked sceptically, but the tone soft enough to allow for his question to get ignored. “ pays the bills, “ he shrugged,, a smile growing on his features, “ not to mention it’s a job on a stunning island which has me close enough to liquor to make the worst days bearable. it’s definitely one of the better jobs i’ve ever had. “

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kalinadimitrov:

Kalina did not like being told no, “but i’m thirsty and have paid a lot of money to be here, so I suggest you get over here and serve me as the Mistress I am barkeep.  Unless if you’d prefer I serve myself?”  How disappointing that would be, Kalina having not had to do anything alone since she’d made it to the Island in the first place.  For an attractive male he was quite literally getting on her nerves, “tell me in what universe a cigarette beats a mistress?  More importantly me,”  She reached the bar and tapped her fingers on the countertop.  "You don’t make the orders here, love, I do, so get your ass over here before it’s more than just a drink i’m wanting of you.“  He’d need to learn his place after all, perhaps higher than an asset but still well below the mistress.

his head tilted to the side, eyes curiously wandering over her, but he showed no intentions of actually getting up and doing what she wanted him to. “ as the mistress you are, “ he said, purposefully reusing her choice of words, “ i’m gonna be nice and explain you the meaning of ‘ the bar’s closed ‘. means you’re not getting a drink from me any time soon. “ yeah, yeah, he wasn’t supposed to talk like that to any well-paying customer in this place, but he wasn’t supposed to work thirty hours in a twenty-four hour day either. he took a long drag of his cigarrete, exhaling the smoke extra slowly a few moments later. and if she was the greek love goddess aphrodite herself, he’d still find more joy in a cigarette right now. “ and what’s that? “ he asked, referring to her final words. a threat he assumed, but he’d always lacked respect for anyone holding even a tad of authority. again, a great example why he’d never have made it here as an asset.

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tristan-carente-ioerp:

Tristan had been a good kid. Had. Then the chain of events that led him to Eros happened and he had decided to screw it. Figuratively and literally. If his only purpose was to give pleasure, he had decided that he’d be getting pleasure too. Besides, his life around here needed spice and a long adjustment period. Which mostly meant getting into trouble with the Staff. “Naw, I’m not dead. Yet.” The Asset tilted his head. “I’d rather not end up in drama… and after a while sex scenes get a bit old. I mean, I have get to get into a full on orgy, so there’s that, but I don’t think many people are quite that liberal around here.” The brunette nodded. “Well, yeah because with out all the failures, where’s the fun in victory?” he asked, taking a sip.

cameron listened attentively, although it might’ve not seemed that way. his hands were busied with cleaning empty glasses masters and mistresses had left behind, eyes sometimes drifting off to look around the room and check whether everyone was still satisfied and not sitting in front of empty drinks. “ not that dramatic here, if you ask me, “ he said, “ i still enjoy eavesdropping on conversations and watching people trying to figure out other’s psychology. “ his gaze moved back to tristan then, eyebrow raising curiously. “ you’ve actually been in an orgy here? “ speaking of libral. wow. “ seems there’s a massive difference between you and me there. it’s always been about victory for me. “ no matter the costs.

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pet-lydia:

Slowly walking closer to the other she was surprised that the bartender was still around since all the guests were gone. Walking to the other her eyes scanned him over before finally taking the seat that was offered to her. “What are you doing out here all by yourself?” She asked watching him move. When he pulled out the box she couldn’t help but chuckle only to perk up seeing the joints already rolled. “You managed to get this past the security?” Lydia asked perking up as she looked at him. Waiting a moment before taking one of the joints and his lighter.

cameron lifted his shoulders into a soft shrug as a response. personally, he didn’t find it that odd to want to be alone for at least a few minutes in this god awful social space, but then again seeing as his only way of getting profit from this island was serving as many people as possible maybe it was. “ avoiding responsibilities, “ he answered eventually, glancing over at her briefly, “ bet, i don’t need to tell you the guest can be a pain in the ass, and no offense, but your kind’s not the most fun either constantly trying to sneak a drink. “ off his shift though, the assets easily were the better company than guests pretending him to work for them 24/7. “ you make it sound like that was a tough task, “ he smirked, pulling at his cigarette again, “ seriously, don’t put credit where it’s not due. that was nothing. “

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pet-lydia:

Lydia could hear the noise of the guests having a small gathering above her. Where there were guests that meant booze were just as close. Timing the doors her eyes watched for the last guest to leave before catching the door. Making her way towards the roof only for the bar to catch her eyes. No one was there it seamed like and clean up hadn’t started. Leaning against the counter she hadn’t even reached out before the males voice made her jump. Turning her head only to spy the stranger from the last event. “Oh- you.” She let out disregarding the drinks for now only to step closer to the figure. “If you had something besides a cigarette then I would smoke with you.”

he caught a glance of the red hair first, already leaving him with a good idea who had found their way in front of him, and once she rose her voice it became crystal clear. his eyes rolled at her suggestion, but the smirk growing on his lips showed he did not mean it in a necessary negative way. “ be my guest !! “ with a nod of his head he gestured towards the spot next to him as he reached out for his jacket not lying too far from him, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and offering it to her a moment later. needless to say, besides the few left over cigarettes and the lighter stuffed inside the package, she’d find several perfectly rolled joints.

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chankcnncr:

chandler’s hazel hues remained locked upon the bartender stood in front of her, an amused expression settling into her features as he now leaned in, arms resting atop the cool counter. he’d managed to reel her in, intrigue her enough so that she’d give him a portion of her time. the brunette’s lips curled upward into a smirk of her own, leaning in the slightest bit – nearly closing the distance between them completely. ‘ perhaps, ’ unsure if she’d ever truly get to the point of wanting to open up to him about her problems. after all, they had just met and while chandler was quick to offer up her body to anyone she deemed worthy, her mind was an entirely different thing. ‘ we’ll see about that now, won’t we? ’ the mistress countered, offering a small shrug of her shoulders. the smirk upon her lips grew slightly, upon finding that a smirk of his own had spread across his lips. ‘ excellent, ’ the female began, considering the male’s words for a fraction of a second. ‘ here? ’ she questioned, head cocking to the side. ‘ although the idea of you taking me right here on the counter is intriguing, i think i’ll pass, ’ she stated, hardly into the idea of fooling around in public – even if the whole point of the island was to be pleasured, she wasn’t into it.

as she too leaned in his head tilted to the side ever so slightly, his gaze once again wandering over her facial features now that she was closer, very close — close enough to lean just a little further, maybe an inch or so, and kiss her. cameron smirked, the amusement clearly visible in his expression. little temptress. oh, if she wanted to play, he could play. slowly he lifted a hand, fingers brushing against her cheek and wandering along her jawline until wrapping lightly around her chin. he tilted her head a little to the side as he leaned in, their lips brushing against one another’s, but not quite touching. “ figured, “ he murmured. most of those he’d met so far would not consider such publicity an option. cameron wouldn’t mind. in fact, he was anticipating the day someone would surprise him by taking him up on that offer, but that day could wait. her on the other hand, he wasn’t going to leave waiting. “ where do you want to be taken? “

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planctxriiums:

her head tilted to the side take a better look at the male in front of her, wondering what was his job here but  she didn’t want to seem privy or like she was over analysing somebody, it often came across as a bit uncomfortable. ‘ well i’m just hoping i don’t have to be here all the time so yeah, i understand but i assumed since i’ve got nothing to do now just hang out by myself ? ’ she offered as an answer. ‘ you an asset too or you just work here ? or are you a guest ? ’ she asked, crossing her legs as she sat on the edge of the bed.  

his face contorted ever so slightly at her explanation, questioning the efficiency behind it, but despite how it might seem on the very first look, he did not mean to intimidate the new asset with his questions. he was a curious guy. “ you won’t have to be, “ he assured. she was beautiful and he doubted not that she’d have masters and mistresses alike ( whatever she preferred ) lying at her feet soon enough. a snort left his lips then: “ definitely not an asset. no offense !! “ it just had never been an option for him. he had too much of an attitude towards their guests. he was still surprised they even hired him. “ i’d be a terrible asset. no, i’m one of the bartenders here. “ 

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cameron was sitting outside, eyes half-closed and a cigarette hanging from his lips. the unattended bar he’d been serving pedestrian guest at for hours now was within eyesight, but barely paid attention to. he knew they were understaffed after one of his colleagues had unexpectedly quit, but he refused to give up his breaks for a problem which certainly wasn’t his own. he exhaled the white smoke, eyes narrowing on a person which had lingered for just a moment longer than necessary. “ oi, bar’s closed !! “ he spoke loud enough for them to hear, not quite being able to recognise the face as the sun was shining directly into his eyes and thus, unsure if it was an asset he should theoretically scold or well, a guest he should theoretically serve. “ if you want something, try your luck inside !! unless you want a cigarette– “ the smallest smirk tugged on his lips. “ –you can have that. choose wisely, now. “

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planctxriiums:

in all honesty, leigh was still a bit puzzled about how things worked here, might as well need to go over it again with the person that brought her to the dormitories but in the mean time she could only hope she’d meet someone to hang out with or even better, somebody that expected company from her. she, however, didn’t think that’d be happening so soon; she didn’t know many things yet. ‘ oh… ’ this was not going according to plan. ‘ no sorry– i mean yes, yes; i just arrived. ’ a chuckle left pink tinted lips & long fingers pushed a glossy wave out of her face & behind her ear. ‘ i don’t really mind small talk; jumping right into action however, can avoid awkward encounters but this is not the reason, i was just settling in. ’  

his head nodded in a reflexive motion, having come accustomed to the habit as it was the easiest sign to show he was listening ( or pretending to be listening, a lot of the times ). dark eyes were wandering over her, watching her lips form into a smile and the way her fingers tugged a loose strand of hair behind her ear. he wondered if it was a sign of nervousness as fiddling with their hair was for many. it was impossible for him to tell just now, however. “ no need to apologise, “ he answered, his shoulders lifting into a nonchalant shrug. “ don’t settle too much, “ he smiled, “ ideally, you’re going to spend the least of your time in this room. “ that being said, he allowed himself to drop onto one of the chairs in the room. his initial intention being blown from his mind, finding more interest in the rookie for now.

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the smell of the salt water was unusually calming, being from a northern location, the closest she got to it was the snow during the often cruel & bitter winters she’s had to endure. she can see it from her window in the dormitory; but it felt different, she didn’t feel confined to a small place with an air mattress & the terrible scent of dust & humidity – this place was growing on her even mere hours after her arrival. leigh was a woman of simplicity; having somewhere decent to sleep with food to keep her healthy & satisfied & the prospect of being interesting to a stranger; the honeycomb coloured hair female sat on tthe bed she was given & exhaled deeply; being at peace never felt so bittersweet but she was hopeful that it’d be sweeter rather than anything else.

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the bartender’s shift had felt unusually long, his customers easily being summarised by a single word: a bother. consisting of assets sneaking their sticky fingers behind the counters in the failing attempt to steal themselves some liquor and guests who were so incredibly boring that cameron was surprised the massive stick up their ass even allowed them to sit at his bar. he’d been minutes from going insane. a heavy sigh pushed passed his lips as he made his way through the hub, looking for one specific asset who he knew would be willing to free him of some of his tension. he pulled open the door to one of the dorms, expecting it to be the right one, but clearly being mistaken. it was another asset, contently smiling to herself. cameron would’ve let her alone, if it wasn’t for him having absolutely no recollection of seeing her before. she was new. “ hey? “ he called, eyebrows narrowing a little as he looked her over, “ new to eros, huh? “ he smirked. “ the decision to stay in bed is one to avoid the guests or skip the smalltalk and get into bed with them sooner? “

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livia-ashika-ioerp:

livia nodded in affirmation, and then tilted her head slightly, considering his words for a moment. “really? people’d rather have drunk sex rather than relish in their freedom apart from another person? just taking in the dancing and the alcohol and the stars?” she returned, her eyebrows raising in turn. sure, she knew that her views on sex didn’t exactly line up with this place, but surely she couldn’t have been the only one wanting a night to herself and not get laid at all, be it by another asset or a guest.

cameron lifted his shoulders into a shrug, finding no surprise in his observation. alcohol wasn’t necessary making sex easier, but it definitely helped loosing up and he’d seen enough assets becoming just a little more daring around the guests. “ half of them have the sight every day, the other half’s high on ecstasis seeing as they’re almost free for a whole night. the sex is just taking it up a notch for both of them. " he paused, thinking of the years in his life blurred by his intoxication, a smile growing on his lips despite the spotty memories. “ besides drunk sex is not as terrible as you make it sound just now. never tried it? or did you try it and your counterpart was too drunk? “

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onlymicah:

micah concentrated on his words, but still ended up confused. “how can a fawn play a lion?” she questioned the man, folding her arms as well and meeting his gaze finally. this all felt like a riddle, one she was destined to never figure out. although, she had caught quite a few mistress and masters eyes, and they did seem fixated on her in a way she couldn’t control, attracted to the nature of her fawn-ness, for a lack of better words. “okay maybe i get what you’re saying somewhat,” she confessed after thinking it over. “but mr. ‘get them wrapped around your finger’- at the end of the day they’re in the ultimate position of power, right? and i’m, well i’m here because i don’t have anywhere else.” she looked down to her lap finally, her bottom lip pouting out involuntarily as she suddenly felt overcome with the emotional realization of her situation.

his eyes wandered over her features as she seemed to ponder about his statement, apparently lacking the point of view to understand. “ you, little fawn, have not been read enough fables growing up, “ he smiled. his childhood was likely the only part not questionable of his life, filled with his mother telling him stories meant to teach him morals and the belief a lot more was possible than what first appeared to the eyes. “ true, they’ve paid for the ability — or power i guess we’ll call it, to play you. not all of them use it the same way, however. don’t tell me you’ve never heard of royal mistresses either? “ he raised his eyebrows a little at her, questioningly. “ living in the king or queen’s chamber, enjoying life like the royal family minus the responsibility which arguably is even better, and having to do nothing but allowing king or queen a good time. they might seem like the worst to you and don’t get me wrong some of them are, but getting just one too fond of you to share, that’s easily the best thing that can happen to you here. “ his eyes narrowed then, her final words luring a sympathy from his heart he usually didn’t have for the assets or guests or anyone. “ no one in here does, “ he said, offering a soft smile, “ it’s not that bad, i promise. and if you need a minute alone, find me. ” he couldn’t help with a lot, but he’d his own room he rarely ever spent his time in. it wasn’t a master’s cabin, but it was a space to be free. if only for a few hours.

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tristan-carente-ioerp:

As the days and months and years dragged on, Tristan’s suspicions that the Staff would just throw him into the ocean at a random time grew. Sure he got around with Guests and Assets alike, calmed some of the newer Assets down and gave them an Island 101, but was it all worth it when he could equally be an annoying pain in the ass? “Santa’s been on my side from an early age. I need more incentive,” Tristan chuckled. “Hm… true, but I get those thirty or forty a day. Observation can only provide so much entertainment.” A mischievous grin flickered across the brunette’s face. “Oh, believe me, I know I’m consistently a pain in the ass… but sometimes it pays off. You’re a champ. Vodka.”

cameron snorted, hardly being able to imagine this guy, the infamous rulebreaker being one of santa’s favourites. if anything, it had to be because he liked being bent over that much. “ you need to stop, “ he replied, although the smile gracing his features brought a lack of seriousness to his words. cam ( more than anyone, maybe ) could understand the desperate need for a drink. “ oh, you’re observing the wrong things. i keep finding myself in fun situations. “ it was after all the main thing he could do during his job. “ and when the opposite happens? “ needless to say, cam always had the first row seet when an obtrusive asset was dragged off by a guard, about to be taught some manners. “ still worth it? “ he asked as he placed the glass of vodka in front of tristan.

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onlymicah:

micah took the seat quickly upon offer, and felt herself opening to the man like a flower. her glistening eyes hid behind her mess of dirty blonde hair as she struggled to keep eye contact with him, settling on staring at his chest. “is there a medium between excited and nervous?” she looked up at him quickly before looking back down again, “because i’m both.” she chewed on her lip carefully and lowered her voice, “everyone is so intense here. i mean clearly i’m an asset, but will i always feel like a fawn in a lions den?”

a smirk began tugging at the corners of lips as she rushed to spill out her heart for him. there was something endearing about it, the description of a fawn finding a surprisingly good fit on her. " nervous excitement it is. “ cameron rested his hip against the bar counter, his arms coming to cross in front of his chest. his eyes followed hers, looking down at himself before finding her gaze again. her fussiness only managed for his smile to grow. “ but there’s no harm in being the only fawn in said lions den. not, if you know how to use it. “ his head tilted to the side a little, looking her over. “ those are starving lions and you’ve got just what they want. it just takes that much— “ his hand lifted, thumb and pointing finger parting a little to show a small space. “—and you’ve them wrapped around your little finger. “

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livia-ashika-ioerp:

he supposed life here could be great… if only people kept in mind moderation. then again, not many people seemed to think that way here. the island presented the once in a life time chance to completely let loose, let their fantasies run wild… unlimited sex and booze. what normal people wouldn’t? she tilted her head slightly. “i dunno. for me, i was more fixated on being out of the hub, and i just didn’t want me having drunk sex to put a damper on that.”

her choice of words had him arch one of his eyebrows at her. fair enough, there had to be people more excited about living the life of the free for a single night — he wasn’t surprised by that. something else had caught his interest. “ damper? “ he repeated curiously, “ sex would be a damper? now, that’s a unique thought in this place. “

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livia-ashika-ioerp:

livia hadn’t had much contact with the bartenders of the island. she didn’t drink alcohol much, so anytime she approached, she did so with a specific non-alcoholic beverage in mind. guests hadn’t really gotten her anything to drink, so any alcohol she had gotten had all been at the party. it had been nice for the night, but she didn’t think she’d want to do something like that a lot. “think we all have by now…” she grumbled, attempting a smile at the male. “hm? no, no! i had fun… i enjoyed the dancing, the bonfire, the stars! i don’t care that i didn’t get a bracelet,” she said with a small shrug.

“ true that. “ cameron nodded in thoughts, thinking about his life before eros for a moment and how he’d probably been more often than not balancing on the edge of having a great night or having the worst hungover yet in he next morning. hiis attention only focused on her again as she mentioned the bracelet. " see, i don’t get that, “ he said, brow slightly furrowing at her, “ how come that many assets didn’t give a shit ‘bout them bracelets? seemed like a clever thing to get one early on in the night and enjoy a bit of longer lasting freedom. “

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tristan-carente-ioerp:

Tristan laughed, playing along with Cam’s joke. “A vicarious experience? So much… almost like I was taking it myself,” he quipped back. Of course, Tristan usually knew that getting drinks were slim, but still, all he could do was try. “That’s great to know I’ve gotten so transparent,” the Asset laughed. “So will I get anything for my kindness?” he smirked.

annoying but persistant was the only possible way of describing tristan when it came to arranging himself a drink. cam actually liked him, but there were times when it was just too much. “ for your kindness? you can get a pet on the back now and no coals from santa in december, “ he replied, grinning deviously at him, “ some say vicarious experiences are more interesting anyway, so you should appreciate it. “ he sighed then: “ points for consistency though. one’s got to acknowledge that you’re a pain in the ass on a regular basis. you can have one. what do you want? “