Upon the roof of the hotel, aside the pool, Frank N Furter lay atop a chaise, naked aside from a small square of cloth covering his groin. He had (mostly) recovered from that embarrassing
incident with the blond and was concentrating on being the very best Frank he could be. A little bit of color (not too much, you see, just a bit of a glow) and he
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And she could be herself here, Mystique had grown to quite like that aspect of the village. There was no need to ever hide, although the fact that she no longer bothered with clothing did turn a couple heads, but she had yet to be met with fear or malice.
Coming up onto the roof, she slowed a bit, coming up to the pool with slowing barefooted steps. She hadn't been up here since... that night with Jace. God. She wondered idly is Jace was even still in the village anymore and she wasn't entirely sure whether she hoped he was or not.
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"Well, aren't you... pink."
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He sat up, the cloth still (temporarily) in place.
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Making his way over towards the pool, the Hufflepuff couldn't help but notice the man on the lounge. All he could think of for a moment was wondering what the person would do if a breeze came along and made off with his cloth.
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That wasn't an issue at the moment. Frank did, though, take a moment to look over the new arrival. Pretty, wasn't he?
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The water was just cool enough to be a relief from the sun, Cedric enjoying it as he swam lazily to the other end and back.
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