（ despite the low rank, he's become something of a regular fixture at the naked yolk — sometimes, it's a rented room, sometimes it's a floor demonstration. people have largely learnt not to fuss — though of course he's always ushered out of the way or consigned to the less affluent areas as soon as a royal suit steps into the establishment.

which: fine. he's never really cared about that sort of thing, anyways.

but for now, he's there waiting. for the sake of not losing the time out of his memory, he goes as soon as they talk, and arranges a room, and lets the attendant know to let tomura in once he arrives. the room itself is small, with naked industrial beams across the ceiling and hooks that are arranged in helpful places. there's a bed in one corner with a metal frame and plenty of areas to make tie-offs, and a desk in one corner. a rug — lightly frayed — offsets the sterility of the room, but only barely.

time isn't something he pays much mind to anyway, so in the time before tomura's arrival he spends his setting up hanks of different coloured ropes in soft quarter-inch jute so it's easier to differentiate which rope is tied where. they've been tossed down on the bed, and cy's sitting at a desk that is definitely more for teacher/student spanking larp (based on all the d-rings situated in key areas to tie someone down, anyway) than for actual work whenever tomura enters.

cy's casually dressed in clothing that skews comfortable, dark colours that will contrast the rope. tomura gets one hand lifted in casual greeting. ）

Room's ours for six hours, so we should be able to cover most of the easier stuff. Do you know any knots on your own?