Event/Mild Aphro

Dec 13, 2009 13:05

Vincent Valentine is standing somewhere in a hallway, one of the many the Hotel has. He isn't entirely sure how he got there, nor does he truly care to know. All he knows, is he needs to make his way back, but he can't. It's almost as though he needs to be told to go back, or do something ( Read more... )

series: final fantasy vii

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temporaltossed December 13 2009, 21:59:16 UTC
Rachel just stands and... stares. Outside of one of the hotel's rooms, she's never seen Vincent so... exposed and-

"Vincent, what did you just say?"

Because if he's caught up in this... whatever it was that the hotel kept doing to people, she wants to get him somewhere safe, where someone, well, evil couldn't find him. And this hallway isn't it.

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dis_valentine December 14 2009, 07:36:36 UTC
"Tell me what it is you wish me to do." He was only doing as he was asked, after all. Of course he recognized who it was, but he still couldn't help obey, the Hotel seemingly taking that as an order, of sorts.

Stupid loopholes.

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temporaltossed December 14 2009, 07:41:40 UTC
Oh, boy that... yeah. Rachel rubs her eyes a few times before walking up to him and taking his hand and speaking evenly. "Come with me to my room."

She was glad it was relatively close by.

"And speak freely if you wish."

She wasn't sure if that would work.

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dis_valentine December 14 2009, 07:47:23 UTC
Vincent nods and stands, doing his best to stand. Though, he can't handle their contact and soon removes his hand from hers. His breath is very heavy, and his cheeks are quite red.

Hopefully she would see how close he was to being completely gone, for the moment. Obeying Rachel's command to speak freely, he does so to assure her of what he did and why.

"Even that...felt too good." He explains, his eyes briefly apologetic before he looks down.

'I....hope it is not out of place to admit that it is good to see you, despite.......this.' He of course meant the way he was dressed, and how full of aphrodisiacs he was.

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Nicely dominant lady ahoy |Db melasma December 13 2009, 22:49:25 UTC
"Oh my. Aren't you in a predicament?"

She sounds more amused than anything, bare feet padding silently across the carpeted floor. She's dressed in nothing but a plain white shift, and she's taken on her favorite form, that of a young, dark-haired girl.

"I thought I felt something interesting, but you're not the usual demon at all, are you?" Riful smiles sweetly, twisting her hands behind her back.

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Yay~ dis_valentine December 14 2009, 07:29:00 UTC
Predicament was an understatement.

Vincent blinks slowly, his eyes roaming up and down along her body, taking in how she looked. Not bad at all, really. This of course, was the influence of the Hotel speaking.

"I am not a demon."

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niveuspenna December 14 2009, 02:47:00 UTC
When Rinoa had decided to give another try to find an exit again, a quest that was rather useless really since she still had to find one, she had expected a lot of things. Being bothered by people that wanted a quickie, people in costumes, pretty much everything but she hadn't been prepared to what she found when she suddenly turned a corner and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

Seeing Vincent in such a state of undress, in the middle of the hallway was something she had never expected to find. He was a rather serious man and seeing him like this and clearly being affected by this place, she blinked a bit at his question when she has walked close enough.

"Well, I will like to know since when did you became such an exhibitionist?" She doesn't sounds exactly happy; her opinion of him was clearly in danger here. She was one of the few serious and reliable people in this place and now this!

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dis_valentine December 14 2009, 07:30:48 UTC
"I am not one." He assured her, shaking his head a couple of times. Somehow, he had ended up...in this. It wasn't like he knew how, either. Why, Vincent couldn't even remember what he had been doing prior to this happening at all.

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niveuspenna December 14 2009, 07:45:55 UTC
She looked at him for a few seconds, he really wasn't the type to lie either or at least that was the impression she had given her. With a small sigh, she just shook her head and pressed her hand against her forehead.

"The hotel doing then," It was a fair conclusion before she looked at him again; she needed to get him to a room. "Where's your room, Vincent?"

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