She turned this way and that so that he could admire her. She loved the feeling of his eyes roving over her way-too-cute form. Her grin was dissolving into giggles, just when Strife mentioned 'timing.' And then she wrinkled her nose.
She was clearly disappointed. Some of the spark fled from her eyes, and she flopped down on the left side of the couch again.
"Only the really, really GOOD bloody engagements are over in a day. That's because the...engagers are damned good.. Take no prisoners! Cry havoc!!"
She was smiling a little again, just at the thought of it. Continuing:
"And Strife... You...and me... together? Together, we could make one divine tragedy of the world. Just think! Just imagine! The things we could do together!"
She tucked her legs under her, and folded her hands in her lap. She looked almost proper in pose, but everything else.... rarh!
"But... Well, I guess you're right. TWO days of bloody screaming and tearing things up, well... As long as the passion isn't lost, I guess it'd be better than just one day. I see what you mean."
She went back to drinking. Strangely, she didn't seem very affected at all by the alcohol she imbibed. This was the beginning of her third glass. It made one wonder just what went on in this temple behind closed doors. Vice, vice, vice!!
Cocking an eyebrow, she shook her head. "You want me to ask Daddy if it's okay to go out with you next Friday? I'm not Harmonia, you know... I -can- make my own decisions."
But looking across to him, she felt kinda bad. The last girl he was with, he got himself into trouble with her dad, and lost his tongue? She didn't know all the story, of course, but that was pretty stupid. She guessed she could just mention it to Daddy. "Very well, Strife... For you! But don't think I have to get permission from him! I will....but mind, I don't have to!"
Wait. Get more....cozy...??! Awesome!
She edged a little closer to the second occupant of the couch.
"Soooo," she said in a softer voice. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself? Fair enough, since I've done the same?"
She was clearly disappointed. Some of the spark fled from her eyes, and she flopped down on the left side of the couch again.
"Only the really, really GOOD bloody engagements are over in a day. That's because the...engagers are damned good.. Take no prisoners! Cry havoc!!"
She was smiling a little again, just at the thought of it. Continuing:
"And Strife... You...and me... together? Together, we could make one divine tragedy of the world. Just think! Just imagine! The things we could do together!"
She tucked her legs under her, and folded her hands in her lap. She looked almost proper in pose, but everything else.... rarh!
"But... Well, I guess you're right. TWO days of bloody screaming and tearing things up, well... As long as the passion isn't lost, I guess it'd be better than just one day. I see what you mean."
She went back to drinking. Strangely, she didn't seem very affected at all by the alcohol she imbibed. This was the beginning of her third glass. It made one wonder just what went on in this temple behind closed doors. Vice, vice, vice!!
Cocking an eyebrow, she shook her head. "You want me to ask Daddy if it's okay to go out with you next Friday? I'm not Harmonia, you know... I -can- make my own decisions."
But looking across to him, she felt kinda bad. The last girl he was with, he got himself into trouble with her dad, and lost his tongue? She didn't know all the story, of course, but that was pretty stupid. She guessed she could just mention it to Daddy. "Very well, Strife... For you! But don't think I have to get permission from him! I will....but mind, I don't have to!"
Wait. Get more....cozy...??! Awesome!
She edged a little closer to the second occupant of the couch.
"Soooo," she said in a softer voice. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself? Fair enough, since I've done the same?"
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