intro ; no event ; no aphro.

[steelblackwing]

There were many ways to wake up and Sephiroth had experienced most of them; passing out on his desk after a long night of paperwork and finding a blanket over his shoulders after being laid on the couch by Angeal and Genesis; jolting upwards after a nightmare had taken hold of those scant few hours of sleep; even a hangover induced desire to burn

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[a_loveless_son]

Genesis had finally found what he hoped to be a empty room after what seemed to be a ridiculously long walk from the training room where his workout had be disturbed yet again by couples wanting to do nothing more than to sexually molest each other within the room and the showers.

After opening the door and finding the room empty the auburn haired man sighed in contentment before stripping himself of his red coat and loving, tenderly draping it over the back of the chair with his mind set on advancing to the adjoining bathroom to shower there.

[ooc: I don't think Gen would mind some biting from Sephy.]

[steelblackwing]

[ ooc: sdfh a Genesis. :D Sweet. How would you like your flavor of Seph? Full of crazy or sane? ]

It would be interesting to see how the man of silver and black reacted when he discovered what exactly it was that went on behind closed - and not so closed - doors within this place. Sephiroth had been infamous, once, for apparently having a lack of attraction to anyone. The man had been notoriously fastidious and even bordered on chaste according to those outside of ShinRa and such a portrayal had only fueled the mindset of the media whom had fed on the rumors that had circulated about his relationship with Genesis and Angeal with eager glee. The fact that Sephiroth neither bothered to confirm nor deny what exactly his relationship was with them had fueled many a fantasy to be sure

[a_loveless_son]

The other First Class was about to call Rapier to his hand as someone or something opened the door in front of him but thought better of it as his silver haired friend came into view, even with his dubious experiences with the other Sephiroths within the Hotel.

"Yes, Sephiroth."

[ooc: Sane please as my Gen's from just before Crisis Core.]

[steelblackwing]

His eyes flicked in surprise before an easier smile touched his mouth as he stepped forward. This redhead was one of those few people whom Sephiroth openly extended his hand towards in friendship, a man whom had helped the silvernette to conquer a nation.

"What are--? Do you know where we are? I simply found myself here and I can say, it is good to see a familiar face in a strange setting."

It was an honest question, the General's hand coming to touch in a brief flash across one shoulder. That was more than most would see as the private man allowed so few close. A gesture that was meant to reassure himself as much as say what he could not with words. It was indeed good to see a friend whom was trusted dearly.

[niveuspenna]

Rinoa had been having a good day so far, which was a rather rare while being stuck in this place, but it had been good so far. She had woken up without being in someone else’s bed, or with an explosive collar or handcuffed to someone, when she had gone out no one had ambushed her or pounced on her, her stroll on the hanging gardens had been pleasant and she had even managed to have a decent talk with any of the other people trapped here, her trip to the library had been good and she had even found new books to take back with her

[steelblackwing]

[ ooc: because you like that icon so.. >D

[niveuspenna]

In any given circumstance, Sephiroth was really a hard person to miss and it was more than likely that regardless of the situation, Rinoa will be able to recognize him, not only by looks but also by…kind of feel alone, having grown a bit familiar with the particular air around him, it had been something strange to find out for her that sometimes she could kind of sense certain people she had met in this place, but she didn’t dwelled on that much and she frowned a bit at his question. So this was another Sephiroth, one that clearly didn't knew her, which meant he was probably a new arrival or she hadn't encountered him before, though she will most likely lean on the former

[steelblackwing]

[ ooc: Si, unless you want pre-CC Seph. xD ]

There was an undeniable charisma that embraced the silver-tressed swordsman, a sheer force of presence that even a blind person could not have missed. He had been beloved by the underlings for his calm and courteous way of doing things, had been the man that had cared for those men underneath his command. Sephiroth had indeed spent time learning how best to orate for the masses, had been the child-General that had won the hearts of the nation and left him a legend that would never be surpassed. Hero or villain, Sephiroth had carved his mark into the Planet's surface

Open to OC's?

[closetland_boy]

Slip could have sworn, in the blackest of languages, that he was returning to his suite. The Hotel liked little games like this, he supposed, and only a moment of surprise showed on his face as he swung the door open to reveal a room that was distinctly and definitively not his own. When Slip had first arrived at the Hotel, he'd taken pains to destroy the bed and turn the closet door into kindling, and in his less lucid moments since, he'd covered the walls and ceiling with bits of writing. This place was remarkably clean, with only the faintest scent of an occupant hovering in the air

Yes, I most certainly am.

[steelblackwing]

Beautiful was an apt way to put it for Sephiroth had been modified even before he was born to be unnaturally perfect; his was the beauty of the otherworld, the unknown. From head to toe, the man was a vision of masculinity that was the epitome many often strove for. Yet there was that inhumanly long hair of matte silver and the glowing eyes that told all that beheld him that this man, whatever he was, was not human. His gaze had swung to the newcomer, different in that he wore gloves, pants and boots alone at this moment in time. He could have been naked and not cared, so long as those gloves remained for it was what laid under the glove on his left hand that the man loathed so

Yay!

[closetland_boy]

Slip, in sharp contrast, was far from genetic perfection. His awkward grace and paper-thin body had a certain charm to some, but he was hardly a muscle bound hunk of movieland manhood. Interestingly, his time in the Lands had robbed the boy of more than color in his physical form alone; his sight, too, was achromatic, and as such, the glowing green of the other man's eyes were beyond Slip's notice. The manling was a former inhabitant of Closetland, however, and that place was full of monsters. He knew a predator when he saw one, green eyes or no

sorry i'm late. orz. moving + trouble getting internet turned on. FFF.

[steelblackwing]

The skittishness of the boy simply lured a tip of the man's head towards the right, canting it like a bird would do - or a hunting beast. He made no moves towards the newcomer, though Sephiroth's mind was taking in the words that the monochrome hued teenager, if teenager he was, spoke. Hotel. Tricks. There was no way to miss those eyes narrowing in a thoughtful stare as he regarded the man-child before him, if man-child this being was. He recognized the look, however, the look of wariness and even, yes.. fear. It was the same look he himself had retained in every visit to Hojo's laboratories after a certain age. It was the look of a creature whom knew when there was a monster around

[goldenarchery]

It was maddening for Xiao Meng to find himself trapped within this seedy motel, nevertheless gawked at by ever person he passed by. He couldn't make heads or tails of this place, easily losing his way with every twist and turn. The more he ran the further he found himself deeper within this maze. It almost didn't matter where he went for every corridor merely lead to another. The entire hotel was nothing more than a giant labyrinth in his opinion. A maze that seemed to have no beginning or end. Wondering as of how he even managed to arrive here, Xiao Meng decided to take shelter away from all the prying eyes within a nearby room. He was still dressed like a mere courtesan, donned in brightly colored silks and gold jewelry. For the life of him, Xiao Meng couldn't find a suitable change of dress anywhere. The feminine attire he wore now of course earned his scorn but everything else here seemed to be just as unflattering

[steelblackwing]

CR is just fine. xD I have yet to talk Sephiroth into remaining calm enough to let people close. At least he isn't threatening them with fire

[piercingshadow]

Adela had been wandering around in the hotel for a while throughout the day, a little dismayed that she had apparently lost her way. No matter what door on what floor she tried, she just could not find her room. Or maybe someone else found it and locked her out so they could have sex in peace or something.

She shuddered at the thought. It was a nice room too, so she was hoping that it wasn't the case.

Upon coming across another closed door, she frowned and tried to listen in. After testing the knob just slightly to find that it was unlocked, her fist rapped against the door a few times, followed swiftly by her voice, "Anyone in there?"

She didn't want to walk in on anyone doing anything nasty. As far as she knew, the hotel had spared her from that sort of sexual crap and, if she could help it, she wanted to keep it that way.

[[OoC: Should I assume that he's just in a towel for this? :P That said, I should explain. Adela here recently lost her memories, BUT she has run into a Sephiroth since then. So identity confusion is a go. :P

[steelblackwing]

Actually, Seph's wearing pants and boots, along with gloves. xD No jacket for him, or harness + belt. ]

The noise of a voice lured attention forth from where it had been, the man's eyes shifting to the door as it swayed open. He twisted with ease upon one booted foot, stance shifting to bring him to regard the portal of the room. It must have been an altogether pleasant sight, really, a man looking like him standing there shirtless as the door of the bathroom was open as well.

Heaven help those whom tried to bring the man's attention as to what happened in this place, however..

".. Can I help you?"

[piercingshadow]

[[OoC: Ah, okay. Thanks for letting me know! Also welcome back.]]

"You!?" Oh, seeing him half-naked was indeed a pleasant sight, but that wasn't even close to what Adela was currently paying mind to. No, she was focused on the other aspects of his appearance, namely the familiar cat-like eyes, long silver hair and a part of the familiar black attire. Funny how she missed that this one didn't have wings.

Immediately she backed away, only stopping when she hit the door frame as her shocked expression shifted seamlessly into a a glare, "No."

Why weren't her feet listening to her and letting her leave? She didn't want to get harassed again...