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Private  Things We Do in the Shadows    Tag: Eros Quiller
Played by Silhouette    18 Posts Remus Quiller
Today was a very special day — oh yes indeed!

Eros, his favourite little brother, was visiting his work for the very first day! Why, he was practically on Cloud Nine with the way he was floating around his office, cleaning up anything dirty or out of place — or bloody. He did sometimes have a habit of doing his dirty work in his office, rather than taking it somewhere less conspicuous, and that often meant he missed spots occasionally. And that wouldn't do, no siree.

The last thing he wanted was for Eros to think of him as a... Slob. Shudder.

Even though they both live and work within the Inner Citadel, he'd never actually had the chance before to show Eros around the place he considered part of his kingdom. There were many reasons for that of course — usually personal, considering their parents didn't actually care what their children did or where they went. So it had never been off-limits because of the gambling, alcohol, or... Otherwise. It had just never come up before, and Remus never suspected Eros even cared all that much.

But when Eros came up to him with those big baby eyes and pleading face (all in Remus' imagination of course) to ask if he could visit one day and learn about his job, how could he possibly say no? He couldn't, which is exactly why today was going to be a very wonderful day.

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Posted 07-23-2023, 09:57 PM
Played by Andromeda    20 Posts Eros Quiller
Eros had never been in a casino before. But, when he stepped onto red carpeting, heard the rhythmic chime of slot machines and smelled cigar smoke so ingrained in the rugs it couldn't have been scrubbed out, he knew exactly where he was.

This was just like in Ocean's 8! Eros recalled the heist film as he walked through the main floor of the casino. He had built himself a projector, one capable of parsing the scratched CDs he had bought off the black market. He knew none of the faces, but the characters, the scenes, they all played vividly in his head as he crossed carpeted halls to the elevators.

Remus must have been someone of importance. Everywhere, Eros felt the burn of the security guards' gazes, the little red lights that signaled a camera was recording. He was being watched, and though he had nothing on him that placed him as a suspect, he could not help but feel nervous for a crime he did not do.

The nerves came in waves. One moment, he was anxiously tapping at his pockets just in case something illegal materialized in there. The next, he was mesmerized by flashing, cartoonish portraits of beautiful women, of majestic jungles and cultures of all sorts, cultures he only knew from the movies.

"Play me! Win big!" screeched one of the machines. It startled him, and he jumped back into one of the clientele hunched over a blackjack table. Chips spilled onto the floor and the man berated Eros.

"I'm so sorry sir!" Eros said, holding his hands up placatingly as the man's cheeks reddened with anger.
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Posted 02-10-2024, 06:40 PM