Valentine's Night || Rising Aprho

[unorthodoxish]

Sanzo stared down at the trail of red and white rose petals that led to his room with obvious dismay. It was cliche, and more than a bit tacky. He was debating turning around and going somewhere else, completely ignoring the tasteless display, but instead he stepped over the rose trail and into the room. Candles dotted the dressers, lighting the

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HI STRANGER

[0waywardchild0]

So what was Retica doing inside? He'd been occupying the off-suit bathroom, cleaning up from one of the hotel's tricks. Honestly, getting whipped cream out of knitted wool was just fucking ridiculous.

But nevermind. He had done the best he could, and replaced the scarf around his neck, covering his HERETIC birthmark. Turning on his heels he was just about ready to leave when--

"Oh come on," he said is irritated dismay, looking first to the shut door, and then to the stranger. "Don't tell me you were stupid enough to let the door close on you!"

ohaithar <3

[unorthodoxish]

At sound of the voice, Sanzo lowered his hand and turned, regarding the other with a raised eyebrow. He really wasn't in the mood for this nonsense. Or to deal with a smart-mouthed brat.

"Obviously I was," he replied evenly, choosing to ignore the comment on his intelligence just then. It had been kind of stupid, especially after so much time in this damn place.

8D

[0waywardchild0]

"Fantastic," Retica's voice dripped with sarcasm. "So what the hell do you suggest we do now, huh?"

The answer was fairly obvious; loathing as he was to admit it. Retica new how the hotel worked, after all. That didn't mean he was any more eager to appease the place's sick magic just because some idiot was stupid enough to let the door shut.

"Well? It's your fault the door closed, so you better hurry up and figure us a way out."