Good Evening, Mademoiselle [active]

[dark_adonis_plz]

Characters:  Vyers, Garnet, Zidane later?
Content:  While trying to catch the people he knows are hiding somewhere in the hotel, Vyers finally meets Garnet.  Zidane might come in later
Location: New York Palace Hotel lobby
Time:  Evening
Warnings: none

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[thedaggersedge]

After her surprise visit with Rion, Garnet found she didn't really feel much like going to the library anymore. Even though she more than likely could have used the distraction more now than before, she just wasn't up to the trip, their conversation and his pitiable state burned into her brain.

So, she'd crossed the street back to the Hotel, map in her pocket and knife at her hip, hugging herself to shield against the cold. She kicked the slush off her boots just outside the door, stepped into the somewhat warmer lobby, and paused. She tucked a bit of loose hair behind her ear, and sighed.

Maybe she'd just go to bed early.

[dark_adonis_plz]

Vyers' head whipped up as he heard someone enter. There!

Immediately the demon sprang to his feet and let out a triumphant laugh. "Did you really believe that you could enter without moi's notice?" Another, quieter laugh, and the demon stepped into view, wagging his finger. "You should never presume."

He finally turned to face the offender, only to find that he had seen the girl before. Vyers stared for a moment and blinked, slowly putting the pieces together.

It seemed he had made a mistake.

He quickly recovered himself, a wide, sheepish grin spreading across her face. "Ah, my apologies, beautiful mademoiselle! I thought you might have been an intruder!" he tried to explain frantically. A cough, and he finally succeeded in pulling himself together. "You are Garnet, correct?"

[thedaggersedge]

The laughter was so sudden, so boisterous, and so completely unexpected that Garnet jumped, stumbling backwards, and letting out a quite undignified little yelp.

And after that, she could only stare, Hand clutched to her chest, as the man went about his rant, only to cool and... apparently realize he's made a mistake? Her mind was still reeling a bit by the time he'd turned cordial.

Dark eyes wide, and blinking, she nodded slowly and pulled herself together as well. "Ah, yes... I am." Could this be...

"...Are you Vyers?" she added. He certainly seemed to fit the description Zidane had given her that first day.

[dark_adonis_plz]

Hmmm... It seemed as though he had startled her. Well, that was somewhat good, at least. If he could startle one person in such a way, he could only wonder how the guilty party would feel. Yes, he would definitely have to do this again.

"I am indeed. It is a pleasure to meet you, mademoiselle. I see you have heard of moi?" From Zidane, he imagined. He walked over to her, his arms spread welcomingly. "Have you been through the entire place already? I would be glad to accompany you on a walk if you would like. It is the least I could do."