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[ Lysander/Roswell - anything goes ]

Lysander finally got off of the other man. "Well done anyway, you tried. We'd get you a good vet if you were actually a horse." he sighed. "I'm not that heavy am I?"

"Very," Roswell said finally, sitting back on his knees and dabbing his face with the tie that was back out of his mouth. "You're not overweight, sir. Just tall."

But it freed Roswell up to do some dares of his own.

[ Al - anything goes ]

"You," he said to Al. "I think you should should step out into the hallway and go take a cold shower. And leave your clothes on, please."

Saliru

[ Kai/Nash - anything goes ]

"And you two," he gestured between Kai and Nash, "Since we're all playing roles. I'd like you to act out a sex scene between- let's see. The Division Leaders. One of you can be Caelius, and one of you can be H. You can pick which. You don't have to actually do anything indecent yourselves, miming works just fine."

[ Roswell - Anything goes ]

"It's your irresistible natural charm, sir," Roswell said, "and I suppose it's mine to be everyone's prop." Still, he found a chair, arranging himself on it primly and severely doubting Lysander's ability to dance. Although he was sure he could manage to gyrate.

"Not much left for you to strip. Well, I'm not afraid of a little close contact."

[ Malkam - Anything goes ]

At the french thing, Malkam looked skeptical.

"Translate what, like, you want me to say everything he says? Why the blindfold? ...I mean, I guess I can. You okay with that?" He asked Mikael first.

But at the d**k dare, Malkam looked completely taken aback.

"Wh-what, no way!" Malkam sputtered. "You keep your hands to yourself! I will seriously punch the s**t out of you if you come over here!" He said, immediately hiding behind Mikael and employing his older brother as a body shield. It sure as hell wasn't HIS dare!

[ Al Dare - Anything Goes ] [ 2 Pts ]

Al pointed to himself and looked really really sad for a moment. He was going to miss the fuunnnnn. He whined but did as instructed, exiting the room and wandering into the hallway. He left the door ajar so he could hear the fun dares he was about to miss and walked much faster when he did. He was almost sprinting to the public showers by the end and turned on the nearest sprayer to cold. He tested it with a hand and it was indeed cold. He jumped in, clothes and all, and became quickly soaked despite hopping right back out. His clothes clung to him and he realized with misery, he probably wasn't going to see his junk until next thaw. He grabbed a warm towel and wrapped it around himself and then darted back into the room.

His hair was stuck to his face and his clothes were wet enough they almost looked painted on.

It was a competition now.

[ Ros Dare]

He pointed right at Ros accusingly. He didn't care whose turn it was. "You. I dare you to strip for the whole group. Chip n' dale style with dancing and everything."

He was still dripping everywhere.

[Lys + Mik - Anything goes]

Mikael nodded eagerly to Malkam. "I like blindfolds." he said. When Malkam started threatening people though he was more concerned. "It's a game of dares Mal, this is the stuff that happens! I saw it on TV!"

Lysander on the other hand gave Roswell a grim and apologetic look, his heart racing from adrenaline borne of sheer cringe. He'd come to this precipice and he could no longer back away from it.

"All right." he sighed. "Here goes."

And once again he took off his glasses, just in case, dressed in nothing but briefs, jewelry and a fancy watch. He'd put his belt around one arm since it complained if he had it away from him.

He closed his eyes and danced to a mental beat, imagining a song he liked since there was nothing to go by outside of him, and forced himself to ignore the self consciousness and the cringe as best he possibly could, he wasn't giving in to a dare, this was as good as it got.

When he opened his eyes he was deadly serious, doing his best to dance seductively, though there was certainly nothing coy about how he acted, clearly used to being in charge of at least Roswell. It wasn't a professional dance, it wasn't an amazing one, but he still gave it a good old fashioned try.

He tried not to think about any of it. This was just another contest, like a horse jumping show.

[ Sonja dares - anything goes ]


"It's not my fault no one wants to kiss me," Nash said airily, as Sonja leaned over him. "I think I'm pretty ******** good at kissing, actually."

He was grinning as she pressed her lips to his, Nash lifting a hand to tangle deliberately in her hair and draw her closer. He deepened it deliberately, turning it from something light and chaste to something more intense and heated, not ashamed or embarrassed in the least about it.

When he pulled back, he was smirking.

"See? I'm fabulous."

[ SEREN DARES - Nothing Romantic/ No Rule Breaking / Nothing 2sexual] [ 1 Dares ]

Seren grinned up at the tall fellow, clearly not at all worried about this make up, nor his extravagantly flamboyant appearance. She stretched up on her tiptoes, letting the pants and shirt hang in a super loose fashion, trying to emphasize how huge they were on her for the sake of the photo. She looped her arm up and around his neck, GENTLY pulling him down a bit for the sake of making sure they were both in the photo, and then made a ridiculously goofy face, eyes huge and lolling, mouth pulled down into a ridiculously long grimace and her tongue out. "3, 2, 1..." She held the camera in position for him to hit the button once he was ready.