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Characters: Vincent Valentine [ff_red_turk] and Rinoa Heartilly [nimquesse]
When: Yesterday (aka Thursday).
Where: Her room...
Rating: PG
Summary: When Vincent decides to give an impromptu visit to Rinoa, she ends with a near heart attack...
Grey eyes were focused on the orchid that was now resting on the table that she had moved to her bedside, it had amazed her a bit that the delicate bloom had managed to survive their overheated event, but then again she had taken great pains to keep it alive. With a small sigh she smoothed the skirt of the white dress she had decided to wear that day, there was nothing wrong with being feminine from time to times, picking up a black lacquered hairbrush and slowly started to brush her now waist long hair carefully while she turned to face her bed, where a book laid open.
"Hmm, maybe I need to trim my hair." She said rather thoughtfully, while still running the brush through her hair, it wasn't that she minded having her hair so long, her eyes now fixed on the book "The right amount of light is essential when taking care of orchids..."
Throwing the brush on her bed, she read the rest of the paragraph and a took a small sigh decided to put the flower on the windowsill after she closed the window and drawing back the drapes so the flower wouldn't get overheated or something since it had taken her too much to take care of it, softly she started to hum a bit...
"Maybe I slept peaceful on your shoulder, your arm warm around my side...but it's different now..." Bending down a bit she picked up the book, did some quick browsing on it before marking the spot and closing the book "...it's morning, and I can't face your smile..."
When: Yesterday (aka Thursday).
Where: Her room...
Rating: PG
Summary: When Vincent decides to give an impromptu visit to Rinoa, she ends with a near heart attack...
Grey eyes were focused on the orchid that was now resting on the table that she had moved to her bedside, it had amazed her a bit that the delicate bloom had managed to survive their overheated event, but then again she had taken great pains to keep it alive. With a small sigh she smoothed the skirt of the white dress she had decided to wear that day, there was nothing wrong with being feminine from time to times, picking up a black lacquered hairbrush and slowly started to brush her now waist long hair carefully while she turned to face her bed, where a book laid open.
"Hmm, maybe I need to trim my hair." She said rather thoughtfully, while still running the brush through her hair, it wasn't that she minded having her hair so long, her eyes now fixed on the book "The right amount of light is essential when taking care of orchids..."
Throwing the brush on her bed, she read the rest of the paragraph and a took a small sigh decided to put the flower on the windowsill after she closed the window and drawing back the drapes so the flower wouldn't get overheated or something since it had taken her too much to take care of it, softly she started to hum a bit...
"Maybe I slept peaceful on your shoulder, your arm warm around my side...but it's different now..." Bending down a bit she picked up the book, did some quick browsing on it before marking the spot and closing the book "...it's morning, and I can't face your smile..."