Valentine's Day - Couple 5

[boss2]

Two people enter from opposite sides of the room. The room just screams romance in every way possible. It is huge, colored solely in red and pink. The room contains various sofas and loveseats, as well as red roses gallore. And there is soft music playing, perfect for dancing.

It is clear that the two people did not plan on coming here, but were sent here. Baby Cupid remains hidden above, and after taking notice of the two people now in the room, he fires an individual arrow at the gentleman, then the lady. Both of them are now temporarily in love with eachother.

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[aerith]

[[OOC: Aerith in her Wall Market dress~ ]]

Oh, where had she ended up?

Emerald eyes flickered about her surroundings with confusion and just a little amusement. It rather reminded her of a particular memory from the Gold Saucer, and that rather impromptu play she had dragged Cloud into. Giggling at the memory, she paused to glance at how she rather matched the decor of the room. Well, that had been the case before she glanced back down to find her pink dress replaced with a crimson dress she had but worn once. Aerith's brow furrowed a little, tugging at the silken fabric with even more confusion. Where was she? It should have raised her suspicions, and she should have been looking for a way out. Really, this was not a world she had ever been to before? [Was it even a world? There appeared to be only one room!] Instead, Aerith decided to go with the flow of whatever this was, feeling that it would be entertaining at least. More odd things had occurred within her lifetime, and as long as Don Corneo was not stepping through the opposite door, what did she have to worry about? Aerith did stumble a little as she walked, realizing her leather boots had been replaced by delicate, streppy red heels.

Definitely a visit down memory lane.

The young Cetra was bemused, and so she did run a hand through her expanse of chestnut locks, finding them unbound from her usual braid. All she needed were Cloud and Tifa beside her, and the memory would just be too uncanny. Smiling lightly, she let herself gaze over the red and pink decor. Various seating arrangements, and an abundance of roses. Oh! Aerith did lean over to pick up one of the delicate flowers, admiring the fauna with a critical eye. Flowers were one of her specialties, and she caught the aroma the flower exuded. Well, there was an idea for her when she was able to return to Radiant Garden. Roses were so beautiful and romantic, and it would be a great idea to grow and sell them to the residents. Make the town return to the splendor it had once had. Filled with the intricate water pathways, and the gardens of flowers. Aerith was startled out of her thoughts when a startling sensation passed through her. Emerald eyes widened, and she glanced about herself. What had that been?

Her mind settled into a brief haze, seeing the new occupant enter the room. Aerith tried to stop herself from moving forward, but emotions that had been reserved for someone close to her now shifted. She tried to have his face flicker into her mind, but all was forgotten as she gazed upon this male. Her lips quirked into a bright smile, and Aerith tilted her head in a mischievous manner. "How about one date~?" she inquired with a small giggle. Her heart beat heavily against her chest, and the emotions of admiration and adoration filled her to the brim. The young woman held her hand out that was holding the rose to her date, a little unconventional in how date usually began. Was it not the man that was meant to act in such a way? Emerald eyes flickered with amusement, but soon were gazing at him with intensity and an unwavering love. Oh, this was definitely going to turn into quite an interesting evening~!

[delinquent]

What.....was this?

Obviously the first thing Zane noticed was the vibrantly red room he had apparently wandered into. It looked so......mushy. Like an attempt at amorous décor suffering from an almost cartoonish case of overkill. He had nothing against love, but wasn’t this maybe overdoing it a bit? And how had he gotten to this point anyway? He could certainly remember opening the door, and then entering, and even shutting it behind him, but now that he stood in this chamber of flowers and velvet he had no idea what had compelled him to do so. It was only at that point that he realized what he was wearing. Glancing down at his attire with visible surprise he found that he was somewhat more formal than usual. A black button-up dress shirt with matching slacks, white tie, and red vest. Give him a jacket and he’d look like he was going to the goddamn prom. Then, probably most startling of all, he realized that his hat was gone! A free hand shot up to feel, and sure enough he touched only bare head. His hair wasn’t slicked back or anything, but still this was getting bizarre.

In his shock, Zane had failed to realize that there was another body in the room. The perplexity was still mildly visible on his face when he took notice of her, squarely centered in the chamber with rose in hand. He could not discern her age at first glance - possibly older, but it didn’t help that he tended to be a half-foot taller than everyone he met - but she was certainly on the younger side as far as women went. And as he looked on her, he felt something odd. Her eyes of brilliant beryl, her soft umber hair, her sleek red dress.....He had certainly never met this person before, but he felt that he wanted to change that. That he could - that he should - get to know her. The mere thoughts sent the blood in his veins racing. Who was this stunning figure who entranced him so, shoving out all thoughts of Aida for the first time in recent history?

While he was still somewhat confused (though that emotion had been softened by certain other emerging feelings) relief washed over him as the girl made this simple. On one hand he almost felt like a deer in headlights, unsure of what to do in this alien situation. But on the other he had been spared what he was sure would be a lot of wondering and awkwardness as she initiated. The unease that painted his features melted away as he silently extended a hand and, with a gentleness he feared he might have forgotten, took hold of the offered rose. He was sure that this was a reversal of roles, but he did not entirely care. He spared the flower a glance, and then turned his view back to the other, more prominent flower in the room that had made it available to him. If one looked hard enough they might see a small, uncharacteristic smile form. “I think I would like that.”

[aerith]

Aerith studied his features now that he was within her line of vision. Well, it did seem that everyone was destined to be taller than the poor Cetra. Nearly pouting at the thought, she raised her emerald gaze to meet his. It seemed he had little idea of why he was here as she did. As soon as she thought of these odd circumstances, her mind was overcome with this new adoration and love she held for the tall man before her. Giving him her most charming smile, she began to lean back and forth upon the heels of her feet. Not an easy feat to do in heels. The poor dear looked so surprised and caught unawares in these new surroundings, but perhaps she could be of assistance~? Aerith still held out the rose for him to grasp whenever he wished to, her patience nearly infinite for the male before her. Her heart began to beat heavily against her chest, and why was she feeling this? Love at first sight? The idea had always been a romantic one to her, but she had never believed in it. People had to take the time to get to know each other, right?

The thought disappeared before it could form, and all she could think of was how adorable the man before her was. It appeared that he was rather relieved she had been the first to speak, and it amused her at how shy he seemed to be. Another smile soon spread across her pink lips, wondering if he would take the rose from her hand. That would most definitely be a reversal in the traditional role, and Aerith giggled lightly at the thought. Nothing made sense, but what did it matter? Her head tilted, expression kind as the uneasiness melted from his stance and expression. Yes, it was quite a strange situation, but not unwanted in the least. His hand lifted to take the offered rose from her hand, and she let her fingers briefly brush against his hand as he did so. Smiling a little mischievously, she did not try to be too forward. He appeared to be at a loss at what to do, and Aerith was a little happy that she had experience in this. Being kind came naturally to her, and she merely wished to ease any doubts he could possibly hold. Music was serenading the air, and perhaps the two of them could dance? Oh, that was rather romantic~! Clapping her hands together at the thought, she soon peered up at him with bright emerald eyes. Would he know how to dance~? Well, if not, then he was about to learn~!

"I'm glad you like the idea, then," she replied with an amiable smile. It would help if she did introduce herself. Before she did so, Aerith grasped his hand, and lead him toward the center of the room. Spinning on her heel to face him, the skirt of her dress swirling about her legs at the motion. "I'm Aerith, and your name?" she asked. Their hands were already entwined, and so the young woman soon motioned for him to grasp at her waist with his other hand. Letting her free hand rest upon his shoulder, Aerith was quite sure her intentions were obvious. She did smile sweetly up at him, not believing he would deny her this tiny wish. At least she hoped he would not mind. "Dance with me~?" she asked after a moment. Her heart was beating a little more quickly, but she did appear at ease with herself. As if she did this everyday, but it was no stranger to her than strangers falling through the ceiling of her church.