One Night in Flowerclock and the world's your poison [Lust]

[notof221b]

After he and the rest of his group exchanged notes with the mysterious man, and trudged their way through the drowsy fields of Cloth, they soon arrived at the beginning of a city. Holmes paused at the entrance. "Two are left, Lust, and Pride... I will eat my hat if it's not Lust." The young detective muttered as he turned to the rest of the group

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[im2sexy4mysnark]

Lust. One of the other sins Altalita doesn't really deny herself. "Judging from the smell." She murmurs, readjusting what's left of the Hazmat suit she's wearing, "Among other feelings I'm starting to get." She unzips it part way, feeling a bit heated by it, frankly.

And regretting the inability to go back for her dress, even if it's torn.

[aureliaofarista]

"Yeah." Says Luc. "So, well, usual no-touching policy...." And then he spots the gorgeous blonde. Standing with the equally gorgeous blond.
"I don't do civilians." He reminds himself quietly. Before the pair suddenly became a bit more muscular and obviously-tough.
"Ohh," Luc says, voice getting a bit thick. "Now that's just not fair."

[notof221b]

Sorry Luc - but Holmes had to snicker under his breath at the remark, even as he knew his heart shouldn't be racing like this. "That much is certain - who knows what traps are in here." or in her, he added as a woman sauntered past them in delicate lavender and lace petticoats, the scent of a lady's perfume thick in his keen nose, lily and sweet pea - hint of primrose, he unconsciously noted.

He loosened up his shirt even more, god this was absurd.

[im2sexy4mysnark]

"So basically." Altalita says, trying to avoid distractions and distracting feelings. She readjusts the suit she's wearing. Ngh. Of all the times it needs to feel bloody constricting. "We're scouting ahead, mm?" She starts off, "I have to admit some curiosity on why this fellow would go to all of this..." Distracted gesture, "trouble.."