It honestly sounded like a nice notion, being given a break from the routine requirement for sex every so often. Most likely her naive hopefulness had been overriding her common sense when she had been delivered a message that she was going to be allowed that perk. She didn't honestly regret her encounters, but for what the gesture meant in the
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"How could all of this fit inside a building? Is it some kind of magic?" if he was going to chat proper he wasn't going to remain far off as he was. Pulling his staff from the ground he laid it to rest at his back against his shoulder, and took a few steps closer.
"I would get on the wrong end of an enchanted building; if you knew me, you wouldn't be surprised in the least," his good humor thinned slightly and wrinkled at the edges; he had things to do back home. Important Things. Justice would not tolerate and extended delay. Anders swallowed thickly.
"Is... it alright if we sit and chat?"
It was at that moment he noticed the chastity belt. His eyes widened and he looked to the girl's face, saying "Maker, what kind of armor is that?"
[ooc: I wasn't sure if the chastity belt is in plain sight or not. If not, ignore that last bit please?]
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"Magic is one theory yes, especially since the building, a hotel, seems to have infinite room inside, along with possibly an infinate amount of people who they're brought from different worlds. I'm fairly sure there's no real selection process, since many are just normal innocents." she responded, the thought still making her feel uncomfortable at the unfairness of it all.
On hearing the request, her features softened, nodding and gesturing for him to come and sit by the fire. "If it'll help. I know this is a lot to take it, so feel free to ask any questions you have." she replied.
However, the armour remark confused her. It took a moment for her to register what he meant, her eyes widening on realizing her skirt hand hitched up while she had been lying down before. She was quick to smooth it, just covering herself as her face flushed brightly. "Um...th-that's not armour. That's the result of the hotel having a bad sense of humour." she groaned. How was she supposed to explain this?
[ooc: No worries, I should have been more clear in the post, tis fine.~]
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"I'm sure there is worse company I could be keeping, all things considered," he spoke up as he ducked the falls and approached the flame. He hadn't meant to embarrass the poor girl, but that sheepish flush of hers was rather fetching. What, he could admire! Admiring was harmless!
"So, let me get this straight. This... hotel place randomly collects people and then inflicts what ever kind of circumstance it chooses onto it's unwilling guests?" the idea did not sound unfamiliar; to Anders, it sounded like the work of a demon, but so far Justice was mulling about quietly among his thoughts without all the holly fuming that came with the approach of those vile things.
Regardless, his mind was predisposed to accept the concept.
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"Well yes, and there is a purpose interlinking most of the activities." she began, trying not to shift about too much. This was usually a hard thing to broach, but with the belt on, it was literally not worth her while to move considering the soreness it was causing. "This is...a love hotel. Most set ups are in order to provoke people to, well...have sex." she finished, eyes looking away as she chewed on her lower lip in embarrassment. No matter how many times she had to explain this, it never ceased to leave her flustered.
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