Valentine's Day - Couple 7

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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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[Noctis Lucis Caelum]

(OOC: Sucky post, I thought I'd be a gentleman and post first in the thread before I went to bed, seeing how Cupid hits the gentleman first before the lady. Don't punt me!)

Noctis knew he was sent here, but by whom and for what reason, remained foggy on the edge of his memory. He rubbed his temples as he became conscious, the sleeping prince awakening on a sofa he had been stretched out on, taking in the surroundings of the room. The first thing he noticed he was horizontal when he shouldn't be, sitting up wearily from his position. He was laid out on a red couch, a red one at that, with the back of the seat shaped like a love heart. The rest of the room had this lovely theme as well, pink and red hearts everywhere, including more sofas and love seats to stretch out on. The scent of roses wafted through his sense of smell, seeing rose petals scattered on the floor with white and red thornless roses in vases perched on little tables between the seats. Chocolates had also been laid out next to them as well, and soft romantic music flooded his ears, adding to the dim light of many lights above.

Where exactly was he? He could not tell, as the exits seemed to be veiled with transparent silk curtains, also the same pink and red color as the room. He groggily pinched the corners of his eyes to rub any sleep out of them, and to test if he wasn't dreaming, but he was met with pain to prove this was all too real. He moved to get up off the couch, taking in the size of the room as he stood up to full height, wondering who had gone to such lengths to decorate it. Was this all set up for him, and if the theme implied anything, who else was this for besides himself? Noctis had never even considered the theme of love, or that it would find him, at least not on his home world. Only one figure crossed his mind, but even then the distances between them from even attaining such a feat were few and far between. No, this was all too unsettling if he had been knocked out, and the shy prince felt his nervousness creep in under his pale skin.

It was time to leave, and find out where he was and how he had gotten here, starting to make an attempt for the doorway behind one of the lace curtains. Almost instantly, a shot of pain entered his upper arm, and Noctis grunted slightly as he looked down at the projectile that had pierced the same suit he had worn to the art gallery that one fateful night. As well as his skin, and he pulled the small arrow out, navy blue eyes widening as he whirled around to face the sound of a person approaching. Who had shot him, and what was their purpose? Those frantic thoughts disappeared from his mind almost instantly, as a sweet euphoria set into his nerves. He noticed someone of the female persuasion had joined him, and suddenly a sweet smile crossed his lips, time slowing down to a gradual stop as he took in their presence in a whole different light. Navy blue eyes were drawn like a trance to the lucky lady who had a actual prince waiting for them, and a warmth and intensity in his beating heart felt unlike no other from the way she looked to him in that moment.

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((OOC: Dress))

At the opposite side of the room, Selena found herself regaining consciousness on a rather bright pink couch and slowly sat up as her eyes adjusted to the lighting. The first thing the dark keybearer noticed are the blinding shades of pink and red that ornate this room and even the couch she was sitting on matched the room. The second and third things she had noticed is the slow music and the scent of the blood red roses that adorned the room.

Where the hell am I...?wondered the winged woman as she stood up only to stagger forward in reaction to her unfamiliarity of wearing heels. Selena looked down and noted that she was indeed wearing two-inch heels in the form of ankle boots that only stayed on her feet due to black ribbon that were laced up to her calves and her legs were clad in mid-thigh, dark red stockings. The matching dress that was barely above her knees and the black corset had her react with her right hand palm to her face only to note the velvet 'sleeves' that went from an inch above her elbows to her hands. She didn't even realize that the dress had allowed her ebony wings to be visible.

"This is something Solaria would wear..."muttered Selena under her breath as she tried to remember how the dark angel had gotten here but her memory blurred. A sigh escaped her as Selena walked around her side of the room with the heels clicking with every step she took. The winged woman saw no door except for the lace curtains and due to her unfamiliarity of even the most common of holidays, the theme did not even occurred to her. Her main focus at the moment was getting out of that blinding room.

It had been the silhouette of a male Selena saw in the curtains that had gotten her curious. Maybe he knows of a way out...?mused the dark angel as she walked over to the curtains but when she reached there, a sharp pain ran up her right shoulder. Selena glanced at the small arrow that had pierced the thankfully reachable spot and gently pulled it out before tossing the thing on the small table. The effects have already started to take hold of her as her heart started beating erratically and not even realizing that her left hand had pushed aside the left barrier between them, silver eyes met the navy eyes of the smiling prince on the other side of the curtain. Selena felt her face flush a light pink and for a moment, found herself speechless until the winged woman could form one word.

"Hi?"

((OOC: I'm not gonna punt you since my post is rather suckish as well. ^^'))

[Noctis Lucis Caelum]

Well, this was certainly rather awkward. Noctis took in the woman’s features for a moment, only noticing the outline of the unique dress that draped over her slender figure. He was more focused on the shape of her face, and moreso, those enticing silver eyes. He had never seen eyes that could shine with that hue before, and it made her seem all the more intriguing. Curiosity bubbled within the back of his mind, but it was overridden more with the overwhelming sensation of feeling terribly shy. At the change of tinge in her expression and when she spoke to him in greeting, he couldn’t help his flight instinct to immediately turn tail and walk away quickly in the opposite direction.

He had done this before in a much similar manner when he had met a certain confident princess in a art gallery, only this time there was not as much space to make a hasty exit. The quiet prince had been fleeing towards the door he had meant to escape from previously, only to discover there was not as much space between him and the gateway out as he had remembered. Having forgotten in his fixation on the female behind him, he immediately bumped his head into the closed door, resulting in a solid thud. ”Ugh…” he quietly yelped in pain under his breath, feeling terribly embarrassed and clumsy like the idiot he was acting like. To further veil his awkwardness of this moment, he raised his hand up to rub his forehead where he had collided into the door, putting his face into his hand at the same time.

What a disaster this had turned out to be. He had finally met someone, and now she had just watched him making face with a closed door. Feeling trapped and unsure what to do in this situation, he used the slight injury as an excuse to retreat to the nearby sofa he had awakened on. Sitting down, he checked his hand that had tended to the area affected, finding it clean of any serious injury. But it was the only thing he could look at now, as he felt those silvery eyes upon him now, and how much he must have looked the fool. ”Sorry.” he uttered a apology aloud out of nowhere, which hadn’t been planned, and now he looked like a complete wuss as well as a moron. Would this calamity ever end?

(OOC: Well we can make craptacular posts then. This is going to be hard, as Noctis is a withdrawn character, but if Selena is anti-social too then I’ll get him to be more forward next post. xD;; YAY FOR COMIC RELIEF!)

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After mentally kicking herself for the awkward greeting, Selena found herself memorizing every detail of the man in front of her. In her own opinion, the dark suit he wore added a mysterious air around him and his hair looked. However, it was his deep eyes she nearly lost herself in until the prince turned around in the other direction and ran face first into the closed door. The door the dark angel had previously been looking for but now forgotten due to the effects from the arrow now lying on the table behind her.

Blinking at the sound of the collision between man and door, Selena wasn't sure what Noctis was doing other than try to leave the room. A good part of her heart was confused by the action but the winged woman hide it well by masking it with the worried expression that had replaced her flushing face. For some reason, she was having trouble hiding her true emotions as it would take someone with an eye for detail to note the confusion mixed with worry in her own eyes.

The dark angel watched the prince walk to and sit on the couch on his side of the room and cautiously stepped through the opening of the lace curtain. Selena had no idea that by stepping through the barrier, she revealed her own wings to the man she had may as well fallen for. "Are...Are you okay?" asks the young woman just as he apologized and caused a small smile to grace her face, “For what? I'm sure you didn't walk into the door on purpose...”

((OOC: If all else fails and our characters somehow become even the slightest OOC, blame it on Cupid's arrow.))

[Noctis Lucis Caelum]

It took a moment to compose himself, and for the strange feeling in his chest to fight back against his natural shyness. He rubbed his head slightly, too ashamed for the moment to look past the palm he had in front of his face. "Yeah, I'm fine." he mumbled, a little of his confidence returning. He forced himself to take his hand away from his forehead to show her there was no hard done, but he couldn't look up from the floor for the moment. Small steps, nothing was ever easy as it seemed in these situations. "For giving you a bad first impression." he answered her, and took this moment to look up at her.

That was when he noticed her wings, and looked at her in obvious surprise. What... exactly was she? She wasn't human, but the wings only made her seem more mysterious and... angelic to him. "Are you... an angel?" he wondered alound, and wondered if she was the one that shot the arrow at him. But that thought quickly disappeared from his mind as he continued to look at her, taking in this new-found grace. Did she show him her wings as a conversation piece, or so he wouldn't feel so nervous about himself?

He stood up from the chair, his movements slow and more confident now, listening to the slow dance music playing overheard. If she was an angel, maybe she had angelic grace, and the Prince felt in the mood suddenly to dance. He held out his hand towards her, palm opened. "I'm Noctis, would you... care to dance?" he asked softly, feeling the strong feeling of... romance in the air. Yes, it certainly felt romantic, and all he wished to do was share this one gentlemanly gesture with her.

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Selena watched him and was relieved to see no bump on his head when the prince had moved his hand away. For a moment, the dark angel wondered what she could do other than stand and stare at the tuxedo clad man then mentally 'eeped' when the winged woman just then realized that she was staring. As she felt her faced burn to the light shade of pink, Selena briefly glanced at the door the prince himself ran face first into before returning her soft gaze at Noctis. Dang it Sel, it's not polite to stare. thought Selena as she mentally scolded herself but knew that she wouldn't be able to help it.

The dark angel noted the surprised expression on his face and briefly wondered what the cause was until she remembered her wings. Of course...Not many people have seen them...realized Selena and the terrifying thought of what if her wings was going to cause her to lose her possibly only chance at love entered her mind. They are her scars from the darkness of her own heart from the day she received her keyblade. As much as they provided the freedom of flight, Selena is sometimes ashamed to have them but doesn't have the heart to remove them herself since they were still useful to her.

His question about her being an angel had brought her back to reality and it wouldn't be a surprise that her fear had shown through her eyes or her expression. "Not...Exactly...."slowly answered Selena and she felt her wings twitch as they wrapped themselves around her own form like a shawl. The action itself was an self-protective instinct.

When Noctis stood up, held out his hand forward toward her and asked her to dance, the dark angel didn't know how to react so she stood there and closed her own for a moment. Selena listened to the slow music and relaxed when she felt the fear slink back to its darkest corner of her heart. Reopening her silver eyes and shifted her wings back, she took his hand. "Selena and yes Noctis, I would like to dance."answered the dark angel with a smile.