GAME OVER (S██'s Palace)

[pointzeropercent]

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[speedingticket]

[ He got the sleepy eyes...

Anyway, this is just enforcing that movies are bad things. ]

A bomb? [ The word sits awkwardly on his tongue, like he's trying it on for the first time. Regardless, his expression is wracked with worry. ] Which means...do you think this is how they're killing you in this death game?

[pointzeropercent]

Who knows? It feels too small to be a bomb. Plus it wouldn't be much of a game if they blew us up right away.

[speedingticket]

[ Rutile thinks for a moment, then... ]

Could you bend over for me? [ He beckons towards himself. come here! ]

[pointzeropercent]

[He does bend over a bit so Rutile can see. Luckily 'Sou' is a shorty-short too, so this makes sense logistically.]

[speedingticket]

[ Good!

Anyway, Rutile doesn't even ask permission before reaching out to touch the collar. Does tall blonde guy let him do it? ]

[pointzeropercent]

[He does! The collar feels pretty tight around his neck. You won't be able to get your fingers under the edge of it.]

[speedingticket]

[ Wahoo! No way to see if it's attached to the skin in any way, or is it impossible to tell? ]

[pointzeropercent]

[It is not actually attached to the skin, it's just very tight.]

[speedingticket]

Thank you.

[ Your job here is done, tall guy. ]

I hope it doesn't, um, kill you, at the end of all of this.

[pointzeropercent]

Heh, hopefully not.

[He seems to find humor in that statement though.]