Erato

[It's uncomfortably warm, so she stripped out of her uniform, replacing it with some little, white piece of gauze. She sits near a pool of water, splashing some of it on her neck to cool down. Little streams run down her shirt, causing it to cling.]


((OOC: Memories from marinasylum. Anyone is welcome. I haven't decided which scent(s) are getting her. It may be different for everyone who tags. I might even go non-eventy if she doesn't need it~))

[It's pretty hard to unsettle Reira, so when she wakes up and finds herself outside a place she's never seen before, her first response is not what one might expect.]

Oh, it's so pretty~! [Trailing her fingers along one of the brilliant red walls.] I wonder what it is. A love hotel? [Giggles, pretending to be scandalized.]

[At that moment, she finally notices the key pressed into her palm. Curious, she dangles it in front of her face and squints at the small number - how did she wind up with a key to this strange, lovely place? It all has the surreal, floating air of a dream, so she simply goes with it, entering through the front door and peering around the equally lavish interior. If it's a love hotel, they've spared no expense.]

Oooooh~, very upscale. Naoki would love this. What's my room number aga - [That's when she's hit with the strangest feeling: hot under the collar, breathless, and suddenly rather hoping to find someone else here. Who that someone else should be doesn't really seem to matter anymore. She's just got an urge for - for contact, of any sort.]

((OOC: Reira Serizawa from NANA here. Waiting to see if my application will be accepted at a certan game, so I thought I'd hone my craft (so to speak) here. Need a NANA tag!))