Introduction. Eventless. Medium Aphro.
When Re-l Mayer came to, she was on a hard, cold surface, and by what she could deduce, she was wearing her sleeping garments. This was because her skin was in contact with it. Where ever she was, the light was of a brightness that pierced the dark behind her eyelids. With a stiff groan, and a need to move out of her uncomfortable position, she opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. She was in a pristine, white bathroom. The cold, hard surface she was unconscious on was the tiled floor, and her discomfort came from using the step of the shower recess as a pillow. Having had enough of her makeshift sleeping quarters, she shifted into a kneeling position, only to halt halfway through the relocation for the pain. She winced and took in a sharp breath, immediately looking down to where the pain was. She had been right for wearing her plain, white sleeping garments of a tank top and knickers, but as she lifted the hem of her tank top she saw the cause for the pain. She had massive, hand-shaped bruises over which her rib-cages resided and just below the curve of her breasts. It almost looked like a omnipotent force had picked her up and dumped her here. Could it have been Ergo Proxy?
With drunken-inaccuracy, she rose up, grunted and used the wall for support. There was a feeling in the pit of her stomach which she took to be nausea, and, ducking her head, started to take long, deep breaths to calm herself. Where was she, and how did she come to be here? Was this another trial put together by the Proxies, or worse, her Grandfather? Had she been that troublesome to deserve this? Re-l staggered to the doorway, continuously taking the deep breaths. She was starting to calm down, it took her a moment, but the discomfort was ebbing and she had become accustomed to the pain of her yellowing bruises. Once she looked up and into the next room, she paused. The pristine bathroom joined onto a contagiously red room. Nothing was any other colour, and for the moment it seemed empty.
'What is this place?' Re-l murmured.
[OOC: Hey, only pet peeves, so far as I know, are bathroom-play: keep it there. Males only for sex, but anything else is a go - unless stipulated otherwise. Muscle/Strength display would be uberluvs <3 Thanks!]
[Update! This mun is without internet from Friday 28th! OMG! I know right? Sucks. But I will endeavor to return all tags when I can.]
With drunken-inaccuracy, she rose up, grunted and used the wall for support. There was a feeling in the pit of her stomach which she took to be nausea, and, ducking her head, started to take long, deep breaths to calm herself. Where was she, and how did she come to be here? Was this another trial put together by the Proxies, or worse, her Grandfather? Had she been that troublesome to deserve this? Re-l staggered to the doorway, continuously taking the deep breaths. She was starting to calm down, it took her a moment, but the discomfort was ebbing and she had become accustomed to the pain of her yellowing bruises. Once she looked up and into the next room, she paused. The pristine bathroom joined onto a contagiously red room. Nothing was any other colour, and for the moment it seemed empty.
'What is this place?' Re-l murmured.
[OOC: Hey, only pet peeves, so far as I know, are bathroom-play: keep it there. Males only for sex, but anything else is a go - unless stipulated otherwise. Muscle/Strength display would be uberluvs <3 Thanks!]
[Update! This mun is without internet from Friday 28th! OMG! I know right? Sucks. But I will endeavor to return all tags when I can.]