Advice from a Succubus?

[succubusting]

[Here's a fairly familiar scene: a table, a chair, a set of handcuffs and one counselor here to answer all your questions. Or not. 'Cause it's camp, and who knows if she has a clue about whatever it is she's supposed to be doing. That table has is outfitted with some pamphlets and brochures with headings like Polyamory and You (and You, and You)

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[masterbaited]

What did you have in mind?

[succubusting]

I'll have you know, that I had a truly riveting day of trying to find somewhere to stay that wasn't crashing in abandoned houses.

I guess maybe I shouldn't complain too much.

[masterbaited]

Because being handcuffed to a chair is better?

[succubusting]

That is a pretty personal question.

[masterbaited]

[chuckles]

[succubusting]

Mostly it's just that I didn't have much for plans.

[masterbaited]

Do you have any prospects at least?

[succubusting]

It looks like I'm stuck here for a while.

[masterbaited]

[nods, looking over the pamphlets]

[succubusting]

[probably not the best material available on the subject]

[masterbaited]

Do these have to do with your job here in camp?

[succubusting]

I think these have to do with my life back home.

[masterbaited]

[eying the one on polyamory]

It must be very . . . exciting.

[succubusting]

I try.

I'm Bo. Nice to meet you.

[masterbaited]

Tachibana Yoshiaki. It's nice to meet you as well.

[succubusting]

Tachibana, huh?