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WHO: You!
WHERE: Around the city!
TIME: All Through Day 1
DESCRIPTION: CITY TOUR MINGLE!

Maybe you stayed in Coba, maybe you went home and came back, or maybe this is your first time here, but everyone is suddenly greeted to a friendly, female voice over an intercom (or maybe it's a some other device? Depending on where you're from)

"Welcome citizens. We hope you're enjoying your visit! Transport will leave in twenty minutes for the Coba city-wide tour!"

If you follow the voice, you'll find yourself at a bus stop. Or is it a fancy monorail? A carriage? A couple of horses? Coba is flexible and will change herself to suit you, after all. And if you get left behind, don't worry! There's free cabs anywhere in the city, who also will be more than happy to give you their own version of the tour.

The Coba city-wide tour boasts an hour of informative information regarding Coba's most important locations, some extra brochures (with some extra savings in there, of course), and will finally return you to the place you left from.

Of course, maybe the tour isn't for you. After all, the party is still going on, and now Coba's businesses are really beginning to open and advertise what they have to offer. Have you checked out the free hotel room? Or maybe you're grabbing a free meal? Or maybe, just maybe - you're looking into an apartment!

Either way, Coba hopes you've been enjoying yourselves. She has so much to offer you.

(welcome to the first official post! Mingle to your hearts' content, and don't be afraid to make your own posts, either!)

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"The house, and everyone but Chie and Yosuke, so far," he says, sighing softly and leaning against her. "Still... if they're together, wherever they are, I'm sure they'll be fine." He does believe that, firmly and sincerely, but that doesn't mean he won't spare a moment of concern. But after that, he's returning to this moment, focusing on holding her.

"Would you like to go back to the house?" he asks. "I don't really feel like letting go of you, right now."

"I have seen your Chariot, but I do not believe she is the same as the one that joined us on the island."

Her arm wrapped around him, settling along his back and offering what small amount of comfort she could give. Of course, as usual, his choice of wording gives her pause, and she can't help but smile faintly.

"...yes, I would like that."

"This way, then," he says, and starts guiding them along a winding footpath that seems to have replaced the sidewalk which previously lead in that direction. If the walk is a little longer and more scenic, he thinks, leaning against her, he won't mind...

Izanami didn't pay much attention to the path, even as the scenery started to change to something vaguely familiar. She was too busy privately enjoying his company, resting her head against his shoulder as they walked. She could keep having this, right? She could keep feeling this kind of contentment and not have to worry about something ruin it, right?

Once they step over the threshold and closed the door behind them, he leans in to kiss her, body tilting against hers, tenderly, eagerly, pressing her up against the wall for a moment while their lips meet before drawing back.

"Do you want..." he ducks his head, a little embarrassed, a little breathless.

She can't say she didn't enjoy the attention. As he pressed her up against the wall, Izanami responded in kind, her arms trailing up along his to pull him closer, only to let out a disappointed noise when he drew back.

It took her a moment to realize why he was even asking, and she couldn't help but smile faintly, a touch embarrassed herself.

"...it will be hard to adapt to not needing to do this anymore," she admitted. Not that she was letting him go any time soon.

"Well, if you'd still like to... we can make adaptation a little easier," he suggested, unembarrassed, leaning against her and leaning in to kiss her neck.

Izanami chuckled faintly under her breath, tilting her head to the side to allow him better access to her neck. Was she really going to protest against him being so close already? Definitely not; already her hands were gravitating toward his shirt of their own free will, working off the buttons.

"We should inform the others," she murmured, not that she was in a rush to do that.

"About the collars? Or the house? I don't think we'll need to tell them that we're going to..." Well.

"The house," she replied, poking him in the side. What a one track mind this boy had. Of course, a bit of a mischievous smile came to her face a moment later.

"Well. We should eventually."

"I will," he promised, and kissed her neck again, suckling a moment, hands sliding slowly up her front. "For now... your bedroom? Mine? The hot tub or the back garden?"

That covers all the really obvious options, in his opinion, although there's a temptation to just stretch her out on the sun-dappled living room carpet in front of the patio doors.

She shuddered under his exploring hands, a sly smile on her face.

"We have this entire house to ourselves, and that is all you could come up with?" she teased, her hands settling on the band of his pants.

"You'd rather the stairs, or the kitchen table, or the roof? Someone else's bed?" In the last six months he's had trysts in all those places with one lover or another, and he shakes his head, amused, hands covering her breasts, hips nudging against her, encouraging her own explorations.

"Wherever suits you is fine," he says, smiling. "More than one place, if you want."