Well, they have to be charming, obviously, confident, forward, and blue eyes don't hurt. Neither does a killer voice, blonde hair, the kind of name that practically begs to be repeated. along those lines!
Considering that I'm the one with the record for sleeping around, I'd say it'd be me, and if that became an issue I'd deserve the flack for it way more than you, and I would say as much to their faces.
[The second message comes at a weird time, not too soon after the first, but quick enough that it hopefully makes its way before Luci's finished typing.]
If you're really worried about it then you shouldn't risk it.
[When she knocks, Luci's in a hoodie and sweatpants. Which might look like an attempt at being incognito, but the suit is completely white had has "LUCIFER" on the back in gold lettering.]
[.... Minutes? Ten minutes? Okay, that was, quick? Holy shit. But, hey, when the knock comes through Nariko's there to answer, she's just in an huge button up t-shirt, and no pants. It's not an attempt to be sexy, it's just that no on is around to criticize her lack of pants.]
We're only a few floors up. Lift was right there when I hit the button. [Luci invites herself in, giving Nariko the once over then the suite. She strolls casually, hands in the hoodie pockets.]
Really? I bet they were too cheap to customize anything.
[It's still a little nuts to her that they can't have their own separate apartments wherever they'd like. Not that she had too much of an issue with it, it was just odd to be clustered together.]
I'm in the back. [Unless Luci wanted a drink or, y'know, to run the risk of a bandmate spotting her.]
Hm. [Luci keeps looking around, noticing that even the floor plans seemed similar. It seems strange to her for a moment-- like they're almost all in dormitories-- but then she reasons that it's probably just a coincidence that both Junkyard Carnival and Cosmic Indulgence have similar layouts. Hotels were the same, after all. Similar rooms everywhere.]
We probably just haven't had enough time to make our marks. [She flashes a smirk back at Nariko as she keeps looking around.] We'll probably need a new railing on our stairs soon, have a feeling Yuffie's going to hang off them pretty regularly.
[She knows what Nariko's getting at, but Luci isn't one to come when called. Suddenly, out from the careful watch of her manager, Luci seems much less... shackled?]
Really? [Luci gestures to the left.] I took the room closest to the door. Faster route to sanctuary after a long day. [She smiles are aches an eyebrow.] Or was that an invitation back?
[There's definitely a change, but it's a little harder for Nariko to pinpoint, considering the fact that they've just met. But since the shift itself doesn't feel negative in the least, why not go along with it? She leans against one end of the penthouse's black couch.]
It was, [No sense in lying.] but I'm not in a hurry if you aren't.
[It was that little concern of Luci's that had set off proverbial red lights, but maybe she'd overreacted. It wasn't as if they were planning a relationship, but a little cat and mouse couldn't hurt.] On topic, though, the back room means that I get to make as much noise as I like. [A shrug.] Most of the time, I'm not as volume conscientious as I should be.
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Clever thinking. [Luci is a little fickle, it's true, she needs a little bit of a push sometimes to feel like the other party is actually interested. All this talk about volume is good.]
[She strolls up to Nariko, close, taking full advantage of Nariko leaning against that couch.] Maybe we should test out just how much noise you can make in this suite. Knowledge is power, after all.
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[Even if Luci had a spotless record, it was Junkyard Carnival versus Cosmic Indulgence. No contest when it came to reckless behavior.]
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[The second message comes at a weird time, not too soon after the first, but quick enough that it hopefully makes its way before Luci's finished typing.]
If you're really worried about it then you shouldn't risk it.
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What's your suite number, darling?
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[When she knocks, Luci's in a hoodie and sweatpants. Which might look like an attempt at being incognito, but the suit is completely white had has "LUCIFER" on the back in gold lettering.]
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Well, aren't you quick.
[She's impressed, really.]
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Huh. Looks like ours.
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[It's still a little nuts to her that they can't have their own separate apartments wherever they'd like. Not that she had too much of an issue with it, it was just odd to be clustered together.]
I'm in the back. [Unless Luci wanted a drink or, y'know, to run the risk of a bandmate spotting her.]
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We probably just haven't had enough time to make our marks. [She flashes a smirk back at Nariko as she keeps looking around.] We'll probably need a new railing on our stairs soon, have a feeling Yuffie's going to hang off them pretty regularly.
[She knows what Nariko's getting at, but Luci isn't one to come when called. Suddenly, out from the careful watch of her manager, Luci seems much less... shackled?]
Really? [Luci gestures to the left.] I took the room closest to the door. Faster route to sanctuary after a long day. [She smiles are aches an eyebrow.] Or was that an invitation back?
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It was, [No sense in lying.] but I'm not in a hurry if you aren't.
[It was that little concern of Luci's that had set off proverbial red lights, but maybe she'd overreacted. It wasn't as if they were planning a relationship, but a little cat and mouse couldn't hurt.] On topic, though, the back room means that I get to make as much noise as I like. [A shrug.] Most of the time, I'm not as volume conscientious as I should be.
[A statement that could mean a great variety of things.]
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[She strolls up to Nariko, close, taking full advantage of Nariko leaning against that couch.] Maybe we should test out just how much noise you can make in this suite. Knowledge is power, after all.
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