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[temporal_affairs]

The neighbors don't complain. Much. (They do occasionally ask that things be kept down, but they don't complain about there being noise at all. They understand about mates.)

The room isn't designed for long-term human occupation. There is no bathroom, no food, no bed, no climate control - though this is Florida, so climate control is not such a concern - no plumbing.

But there's lots of magic. It's such fun to make, after all.

(Nathan had been worried he'd have to ask one of the succubi, or Joham, for lessons on what might whimsically be called "safe sex". He likes not having to bother with this better.)

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[manofmyword]

And it is such fun. The Joker expected he would want to get out of town within the first few days, but that has not in fact happened, and he doesn't miss it a bit. Not yet.

He conjures an enormous comfy mattress to sleep on, cuddled up to Nathan, because he likes sleeping and he likes cuddles and it makes a nice occasional change from fucking on the floor. He doesn't like going to the bathroom enough to go find one, so he magics away the need whenever it comes up. Likewise he conjures things to eat or drink when he needs them, or magics himself not-hungry and not-thirsty if he's in the middle of something when his body's reuirements distract him.

They're going to have to get out of here eventually, though, if only so they can go somewhere where he can make some real noise without getting on anybody's nerves.