Keeping the wall up Apr 28, 2014 22:02:35 GMT
Post by siar on Apr 28, 2014 22:02:35 GMT
7:15pm at Vaieh's chosen hotel.
Oneiro: *grumbles* I didn't have a chance to get her some flowers or .......candy? No matter. I will make it up to her during the evening.
1 hour later.....
2 hours later......
Oneiro: * sighs softly, shifting uncomfortably* ..................
3 hours later,the darkness through the hall windows taunts ........
Oneiro: * growls* This battle is a loss for me.....however...... *Somewhere down the hallway the elevator opens and closes yet again.*...one battle doesn't always win the war
Oneiro: *lifts his head as her scent reached him first. As she came into view, he took in the color and brevity of her outfit, deciding that he liked the understated elegance obviously meant for a casual evening. The actual length of her hair had his fingers itching to remove whatever held the rest off it back. He curled them against the wall and tried to find the breath to speak *
Oneiro: *strove to find a calm amid sudden turbulence* You are late Miss Shiro.
Vaieh: *calmly* For what Mr. Darkwatch? Did we have a meeting scheduled? I had nothing penned in my calendar.
Oneiro: *if she could be calm then so could he...right?* You are quite well aware that i said I would pick you up for dinner at 7:30.
Vaieh: *walks past him to her door speaking with a careless air* As I recall, I declined your offer. I expected that you would fill your time with whatever you normally do, and I went to dinner at earlier.
Oneiro: And you are just returning some three and a half hours later? Did you have plans with someone else and didn't want to say so?
Vaieh: * reaches into her purse for her key card* I don't recall owing you any explanations . Good night Mr. Darkwatch.
Oneiro: Eh? Oh Miss Shiro...*growls* I think not.
Vaieh : * gasps as she finds herself tugged back towards him by the palm suddenly curving around the nape of her neck* Wha-
Oneiro: No invitation for at least a drink. Just a terse "Good night Mr. Darkwatch" to send me on my way? *applies firm insistent pressure , You lack grace Miss Shiro. Perhaps it is time you gained a small touch.
Vaieh: * Irritation got her hands on his broad chest. A push resisted the hand now tangled in her hair and steadily pulling her towards him* Release me!
Oneiro: * murmurs as his head drops swiftly while his other arm traps her neatly against his body* Or what?