Wei Ying used to frequent the worst areas of the Last Ward on a regular basis. Yakashbah's base in the Underground, for example. The friends he'd kept here were hardly the kind that Lan Zhan had approved of and in hindsight, he's not entirely sure he approved of them either.
Once they reach the apartment, he punches a few numbers on the keypad controlling the door.
"The code was in the folder," Wei Ying explains as he pushes the door open and heads inside.
What greets them is what appears to be a sex dungeon, complete with shabby four poster bed with built in restraints, various instruments of pleasure and pain hanging from hooks on the walls, a couple of sex swings dangling from the ceiling, and a makeshift stripper pole that looks homemade from materials stolen from a construction site. A few mannequins adorned with wigs, leather bondage gear, and masks also stand sentinel around the room. On the far wall is a battered vanity with broken and missing lightbulbs around its mirror, the flat surface attached to it littered with all manner of cosmetics and makeup kits.
"Huh, the file said he was into some kinky stuff but I didn't know this was what it meant."
Wei Ying just shrugs and strolls into the room, seemingly unperturbed.
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on 2020-01-29 07:12 am (UTC)Once they reach the apartment, he punches a few numbers on the keypad controlling the door.
"The code was in the folder," Wei Ying explains as he pushes the door open and heads inside.
What greets them is what appears to be a sex dungeon, complete with shabby four poster bed with built in restraints, various instruments of pleasure and pain hanging from hooks on the walls, a couple of sex swings dangling from the ceiling, and a makeshift stripper pole that looks homemade from materials stolen from a construction site. A few mannequins adorned with wigs, leather bondage gear, and masks also stand sentinel around the room. On the far wall is a battered vanity with broken and missing lightbulbs around its mirror, the flat surface attached to it littered with all manner of cosmetics and makeup kits.
"Huh, the file said he was into some kinky stuff but I didn't know this was what it meant."
Wei Ying just shrugs and strolls into the room, seemingly unperturbed.