Apr. 18th, 2009

[info]warriorcetra

What was she supposed to be?

When Ifalna had gotten up after her shower and desperately needed quick nap, she blinked down at herself.

This was not what she had gone to sleep in.

Red and trimmed with white fur, it had a tiny little skirt and red stripes of fabric over her breasts. And she was wearing a red pointy hat with a white fluff ball at the tip.

What in the world was she dressed in?

She eyed the red thigh high stockings she was wearing, and sighed as she put on a pair of insanely high red heels.

Okay, someone was going to have to explain what was going on. Because her closet was full of various other outfits as well, but not a stitch of normal clothing.

Walking carefully, the cetra went hunting for someone to ask.

((open post, just start a new thread when you find Ifalna))

Mar. 25th, 2009

[info]twinweapons

Angelic Demons

Walking along, hand in hand. Abel and Cain followed their noses towards food. Their white uniforms had been thrown out the window after being shredded with glee, and now they wore only improvised loincloths consisting of scarves wrapped around their hips and covering the important bits for modesty's sake.

It had been so very nice to wake up at their leasure and then take a very long and hot shower together in another room since the one they had been in had been occupied by the lovely Ifalna. Besides, this place appeared to be either a hotel or an apartment complex which meant more than enough rooms for them to have their own.

Spying the lounge, they moved to claim a table while looking around for food or someone to serve them. A rare treat but one they could appreciate.

Mar. 24th, 2009

[info]warriorcetra

Blinking sleepily, she found herself in a room she didn't really recognize. But she dreamed oddly sometimes. In any case,she wanted a shower.

It didn't take long to find the bathroom of this odd place, and shed her clothing, stepping into the water and letting it pound down on her, not bothering to shut the door behind her.

Mmm, hot water.

She stood there, enjoying it, and trying to figure out where the hazy, lazy, pleased feeling was coming from.

Probably should fight it off.

But she was still tired after being asleep for so long.

((ooc: anyone is welcomed to be dropped in on her))