Genderswap - Hatesex - Aphro'd - Locked To loir_endormi

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"Oi, what the hell?" She murmured to herself in a whispered voice as she sat up in the enormous bed. From the very moment she woke up, she knew something was wrong

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[loir_endormi]

Vincent quirked open his crimson eye at the sudden loss of warmth.

Hm, what a trying situation. He could have sworn he had fallen asleep elsewhere than this gaudy love-hotel. But, it had a habit of drawing him in when he least expected it, or was most at peace with his own slumber.

smack - okay, this really was quite enough. He would not be handled in such a manner as this one. A overexaggerated, and boring yawnleft him, as he stretched where he lay; Vincent had grown used to waking up in the strange place, normally bare and laying with a complete stranger

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"Accusing me!?" She asked of him as she glared at him and tried to pull away. An icy glare of malice as she kept the sheet huddled up with her, covering as much of herself as she could. "For one, I didn't kidnap your ass and bring you here to this... Whatever the hell this place is! And most of all, I'm not a DAMN boy! I'm a girl! Someone decided to screw with me." She huffed and looked away for a moment or two.

"Christ there's so much red in this room that it looks like someone bled out." She couldn't believe she had been taken from that disgusting place that she once called home and brought to some creepy establishment with odd decor.

"Well... I know I didn't bring you here. I don't even know you! And I don't go around kidnapping people." She looked at the chain upon her other wrist that was also attached to Vincent.

"How the fuck do we get this thing off?"

[loir_endormi]

A cold smile wrapped around Vincent's face, distorted in the way it tugged downwards as he wanted to show the truly displeasing emotions he was really feeling inside. His nature would not allow such, however.

"Ah, a young girl you say?"

Pursing his lips in mock-thought, he closed one eye, and gave a look as though he was thinking long and hard on the matter.

"...hm, your body could have fooled me, or any other man, otherwise."

Vincent shrugged, as he swept his gaze around, taking every detail of the room into account; it would be the best way to figure out why the room had brought the two of them there, and what it wished for them to do since it had. He scoffed, and shook his head in apparent annoyance, and slight disgust.

"Be patient. This place toys with people, and your overreactions will get nothing done any faster."

And as if to prove his point, the Nightray brushed his bound-hand dangerously close to her thigh, giving her a harsh look.

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"Tche, be patient. Easy for you to say. No one messed with your body." She said with a pout and glared at him. She also noticed that hand moving towards her thigh. "Don't you dare." She said to him in a warning tone of voice. "If you touch me I swear I'll... I'll-!" Damn it, why weren't her powers working? She didn't understand it.

"There has gotta be something in this drawer that I can use to pick the lock." She reached over to the nightstand beside the bed, opened the drawer, and began to rifle through it's contents. Flavored lubricant, handcuffs, some odd electrocution wand thing, and various other so called toys. Nope, there was nothing in the nightstand's drawer that she could use to pick the lock.

"This fucking blows." She sighed and stopped looking through the thing and shrugged. She lifted the sheet some and looked down at herself. "And being like this is weird. I want my body to go back to normal."