Characters: Fugue (fugue_angel), Chosen (hunny_sensor), and Rikku/Cecdan (kleptomonkey) Date/Time: May 11 Location: The Wilderness Rating: PG13 for nudity? Summary: Cecdan arrives in Edensphere, and Fugue is there to greet her.
The redhead yawned widely, stretching his arms over his head. Why did they even bother watching the cocoons anyway? Nothing's happened to them in about forever, but extra hours meant extra pay. He rubbed his arm where he bore a fresh punch from a woman he'd flirted with that morning, but only laughed it off. The girls in Edensphere were tough! Why didn't they like him very much?
His mental grumbling was broken by a call from Fugue. Check the cocoon? Really? Something happened!? Sure enough, he could swear that he did hear something hatching a few moments ago, but figured he was just hearing things. It really had been a while, after all.
Just in case it was quite the lovely hatchling, he snatched up a rose from a nearby decorative vase, and was happy to know it wasn't one of those fake ones from one of the deeper aisles. Clenching the tip with his teeth, allowing the flowery red end to stick forth like the strangest cigarette, he began to search among the sea of cocoons
( ... )
What a weird dream. Seriously, who was that annoying guy? And why didn't she remember anything but that dream? Had there been anything before the dream, anyway?
She opened her eyes and started to panic. She was surround by goop. Was this normal? Yeah, she could breath, but...
Pushing forward, the film-y stuff keeping her in the goop gave way, spilling goop-and-naked-girl out onto a really nice carpet.
"Owwie!" Fugue's ears perked up as he turned, and he hurried with the bundle in search for a flash of red indicating where the guard was. He'd like to think that if he was lucky, he could actually reach the girl first, but chances were that wasn't going to happen. So he might as well do the next best thing!
He weaved in and out between cocoons and a couple beds before finally reachi--
YES. Oh hell yes. No, the goop didn't make it more sexy, right? A petite form, covered in that disgusting cocoon juice. The towel, the towel... Fugue might need it more if his nose bled. He called out -and no, he wasn't going to use that raspy old man voice since he wasn't wearing that stupid favorite outfit of his- "Are you alright, miss?"
And then he finally arrived at the scene. Was he ogling? Was he, was he? Oh, HOLD YOUR HORSES, MAN.
...and how dare that guard come prepared with a rose? HMPH.
Oh yes, how dare he. He could feel Fugue's anguish for being so unprepared to greet a woman. With a grin on his face, he snatched the towel out of the greeter's hands, draping it over the girl's shoulders. With a showy sweep of a hand, he deprived his mouth of the flower he held so diligently, and presented it to her. A smile formed, and he made sure that he was at the top of his game.
"Welcome to Edensphere, my cute little angel. I'm Chosen, and that black-haired oaf is my associate. What's your name~?"
She took the towel gratefully, blushing when the redhead handed her a rose. "Dryhgc," she muttered, then blinked. "And, uh...I dunno my name. Which is weird, 'cuz I think I should, shouldn't I?"
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His mental grumbling was broken by a call from Fugue. Check the cocoon? Really? Something happened!? Sure enough, he could swear that he did hear something hatching a few moments ago, but figured he was just hearing things. It really had been a while, after all.
Just in case it was quite the lovely hatchling, he snatched up a rose from a nearby decorative vase, and was happy to know it wasn't one of those fake ones from one of the deeper aisles. Clenching the tip with his teeth, allowing the flowery red end to stick forth like the strangest cigarette, he began to search among the sea of cocoons ( ... )
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She opened her eyes and started to panic. She was surround by goop. Was this normal? Yeah, she could breath, but...
Pushing forward, the film-y stuff keeping her in the goop gave way, spilling goop-and-naked-girl out onto a really nice carpet.
"Owwie!"
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He weaved in and out between cocoons and a couple beds before finally reachi--
YES. Oh hell yes. No, the goop didn't make it more sexy, right? A petite form, covered in that disgusting cocoon juice. The towel, the towel... Fugue might need it more if his nose bled. He called out -and no, he wasn't going to use that raspy old man voice since he wasn't wearing that stupid favorite outfit of his- "Are you alright, miss?"
And then he finally arrived at the scene. Was he ogling? Was he, was he? Oh, HOLD YOUR HORSES, MAN.
...and how dare that guard come prepared with a rose? HMPH.
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"Welcome to Edensphere, my cute little angel. I'm Chosen, and that black-haired oaf is my associate. What's your name~?"
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