Slowly opening his eyes, he immediately shut them again as he felt the world hadn't quite stopped spinning yet. Opening his eyes again, it took a moment for his vision to clear and he found himself laying across a large, plush couch with soft cushions all around. Sitting up slowly, he looked around and, with a fair amount of annoyance, realized
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Her eyes narrowed at him in annoyance, trying to not think about the drugs in the air. "Who are you, and how did you get into my room?"
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Being a new arrival, he was left completely unaware and unprepared for any of the hotel's special qualities. So, he didn't find it the least bit strange that he founds himself looking this woman up and down appraisingly, and finding himself liking what he sees.
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She found herself not too surprised by the eyes roaming over her, this was the hotel, after all. Pluto had learned to ignore it most of the time, and walked past him to sit down in another chair where she could keep an eye on him. "Your name?"
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Watching her as she walked past him, he sat back down on the sofa. Her garment seemed rather short, though he mentally chastized himself for even caring. He was in some strange place with no clue how he arrived or how to get home. There were more important things than an attractive young woman with long legs on display....right?
"Where am I? Where is here?"
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"The name's Rikku," she offered all too casually, thumbing toward herself. "And you're in the Love Hotel."
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"What's the Love Hotel? I've never heard of it." He's never heard of a hotel at all, for that matter.
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"Err. A love hotel where people come, usually of their own free will," she explained, "to sleep together. Have relations." Waaait a minute. "And hey! I gave you my name, so you give me yours!"
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That wasn't so bad. He didn't really need to visit one since most women came to him, but he'd heard of them. He quirked a brow at her yell before standing up straighter.
"I'm Rameses II, prince of Egypt."
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She blinked at this young man before her, her long hair hanging loose about her shoulders, slightly damp and still warm. At his brash question, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
"I am Unohana Retsu.." A small bow. "And you are in my room within the confines of the Love Hotel." Everything about this woman screamed elegance, grace and power as she made her way towards her closet to get dress properly.
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"Unohana Retsu..." give him a moment to register the odd sounding name.
"What is the 'Love Hotel'? How did I get here?"
And the fact that she'd just emerged from bathing hadn't gone unnoticed, he staring a lot more than he normally would under 'normal' circumstances. Not that there was anything normal about what was going on.
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She stepped from her closet wearing a silk kimono, deep navy and patterned with silver feathers. She moved to settle at her mirror, picking up a brush to comb her hair.
"And who might you be hm?" She glanced up into the polished surface, regarding him quietly.
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He stood there for several moments as he took a moment to listen to her explanation and let it all sink in. The notion that a place might be sentient was a completely foreign concept to him and he'd never heard of anything like it before. But, while studying this woman, he couldn't bring himself to believe that she might be lying.
"So, does this place release you once you've had sex, or does it simply see fit to keep us around for its amusement?"
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Arista was frozen like a deerfish in headlights. She had just walked out of the bathroom, a red towel wrapped around her slender body, and another in her hands as she was in the middle of drying her hair.
Her wide blue eyes glanced back and forth as she quickly realized this was not the room she shared with Chel. It was way too clean. The red seemed about right, though.
The huge bed was new. The guy was even newer. She stared at him for awhile before it clicked. "I'm Arista! Uhhh... where'd you put my bed? And my stuff? And Chel?"
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"I've no idea where any of that is...um...wait...Arista?" That name sounded familiar and it took a moment before he finally remembered why.
"You're one of Lottie's friends!"
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"I'm Rameses. Her um...friend."
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