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Post by Megara Paranell on May 20, 2016 18:43:11 GMT
Meg woke up on some kind of sleeping bag, her head hurt and she felt a little queasy. Then her mind went to what had happened during the game, she felt sick again when she could still see the blood on her arms. Her throat tightened and she sat up, only to realize that she wasn't the only one in the room. Next to her was a handsome blonde man who she vaguely recognized from the game. She swallowed hard and slid out of the sleeping bag to hurry to the bathroom. There was no shower, much to her dismay just a sink and she felt her shoulders slump just the slightest bit. She sighed and turned on the faucet to a warm temperature, before she started scrubbing at her arms and face. The blood started to drip down as the water worked it free, she did her best to clean herself. Her hands shook as she watched the blood pool into the drain, someone had died...whoever this person was behind all this was sick. The reflection in the mirror seemed to look just as tired and worn out as Meg felt. She sighed and started working on her hair next, there wasn't much she could do but she at least managed to clean her hair. When she was done, she ran her hands through her hair to get the water out. God she wished she had at least some kind of brush, that would make this so much easier. Instead she had to use her fingers and hope her hair didn't wind up looking all that bad. So long as she focused on her hair, then she could at least try and pretend that nothing had happened. Her mind kept flashing to the blonde man who had died and she felt sick all over again. How could someone do that? And why? It made no sense, whoever had them was a total creep. She made a face and then toweled her hair dry with the one towel that was in the bathroom before she headed back into the room. The blonde man was still asleep, so she took the time to study the room. There was a noose and a chair, with a dark carpet on the floor...huh well at least there was another sleeping option. Hopefully Octavia was doing well, at least she hadn't died.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 20, 2016 19:34:58 GMT
John stirred. The headache was still there. He was not sure where the previous one ended and the next one began, or if it was all muddled together. Feeling the cold floor again beneath him. "Bloody hell...." He muttered under his breath as he pushed himself up to his knees. Taking a look around.
Well it wasn't the same room as before, nor was it his old room with Ruber. Rather a down grade with cheerful and encouraging decor in the corner.
It wasn't as crowded as before, but he did recognize the woman in the room. "You were in the...." He paused not really knowing what to call the room they had been in. And struggling with what to call the sick game they had been part of. ".... in the game." He said giving up trying to find a decent way of describing the place they had been in.
He looked at her and noted that her hair was wet. So she had probably taken a shower. "You okay?" He asked her.
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 20, 2016 20:11:50 GMT
Meg was pulled out of her thoughts when the man spoke up, she jerked a little bit and tugged nervously on her nightgown. Although really there wasn't much there to begin with, "Yeah...yeah I was." She said eventually, trying not to remember what had happened. "I'm Megara, but you can call me Meg. As far as how I feel, well I've had better days. I think I'll be fine though." She said after a moment. "I would say it's a pleasure meeting you, but um...I wish it were in better circumstances. Are you doing all right?" She asked gently, trying her hardest not to show just how affected she felt after having seen someone die. She could almost still feel the blood hit her and she looked down to make sure her skin was clear. "So uh what's your name?" She asked after a moment, keeping her tone slightly neutral, so far the man seemed kind enough and she was silently grateful for that. Although she missed Octavia and she hadn't really had a chance to talk to her before the game had ended. Things had gone pretty unresolved between them, and Meg knew she could have handled things slightly better.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 20, 2016 21:29:56 GMT
John watched her while she spoke, but while she was rambling on his gaze wandered down from her face to the cleavage of her flimsy night gown she was tugging downwards. Giving him a slight peek of her soft voluptuous bosom. John let his eyes travel downwards to the lace hem that was supposed to cover her skinny and smooth belly.
It was so hard to tear his eyes off her while she was standing there in her sexy underwear. It almost felt like he was in the cartoon Charlie Brown when she was talking to him like the adults talk to the children in the cartoon. With the incoherent trumpet sounds. He had to shake himself out of his thoughts. "Uhm... Yeah... My name is John." He said forcing his eyes to travel back up to her face instead of travelling down to her long and slender legs. Okay he might have just let his gaze wander again. "I am sorry if this bothers you, but I can't help it that my eyes wander a bit." He said trying to look back at her face. "You want to borrow my shirt or something? If you are uncomfortable with me looking that is." He offered. He might get cold, but at least she wouldn't think him some sort of a creep.
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 20, 2016 21:45:46 GMT
Meg's whole face turned a brilliant red when she felt John's eyes on her, "It's fine...I understand. If I had had it my way I would have worn something more modest when I got taken. Only instead I got kidnapped in my sleep...I guess it's partly my fault for wearing this, I just wanted to feel...sexy." She said and then realized how that must have sounded. Her face became even redder and she lowered her head, "I'd actually appreciate the shirt actually, if that's ok with you. I don't want to distract you or anything." She said apologetically, not for the first time she wished that whoever had kidnapped them had given her the decency of something modest. This room was a little colder then the last room she had been in and far less welcoming. She shivered a little bit due to how cold she was, and moved to sit on the sleeping bag next to John.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 21, 2016 11:14:55 GMT
John smirked a little. "Well for what it's worth, you do look very sexy in that." He complimented her. "Even without it you would look sexy." He decided to flirt a little with her.
John took off his shirt and offered it to her. Now he was sitting there with his chest exposed, but he didn't mind. And he was sure that she might not mind it either. He wasn't a buff man, but still he supposed that there was some eye candy for the ladies to look at.
"So, Meg, where are you from originally?" He asked her.
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 21, 2016 17:21:34 GMT
Meg turned a little red at the compliment, she was used to compliments but this seemed sincere. "Thank you, you're not too bad yourself." She said with a little laugh and it was true. Her eyes landed on his chest as he started unbuttoning his shirt and she felt that blush start up again. He wasn't overly buff but he was definitely handsome. Her eyes ran down his chest and she silently wondered what it would be like to touch him. She swallowed hard and fiddled some more with her nightgown, until John handed over the shirt and she took it with gratitude in her eyes. "Again thank you." She said honestly as she pulled the shirt on over herself. The shirt hung on her and hit her about mid-thigh, but it still covered more then her nightgown and for that she was grateful. She buttoned the shirt before she draped her hair over one shoulder, "Well I'm from Athens Greece, but I was in Paris France when I got taken. I'm a model, and I was in Paris for a shoot but um things didn't quite end up the way how I thought they would when I woke up." Her expression tightened slightly when she thought about Octavia and she hoped that she was with someone who would be kind to her. Then she thought about Garrett and Jim, to think that both of her friends were hurt somehow scared her. She didn't want to lose her friends, and it seemed like whoever had them was determined to make them all suffer somehow. Her hands rested in her lap as she struggled to calm herself, "What about you? Where are you from?" She asked after a moment as she glanced over at him.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 21, 2016 18:35:33 GMT
John's eyes widened slightly. A model? Wow, everything started to make sense now. Her looks and the sexy underwear.
"A model eh? No wonder you look so beautiful." He complimented her. "And in Paris too. It's a big city for fashion right?" He asked a bit clueless. He really couldn't keep up with the fashion and female related things. For Izzy he was trying to put up an effort to pass up like he wasn't a complete ignoramus by educating himself about such things.
"I am from London. I own a bar. It's a dive really." He said a little amused. "But it gets the rent paid and food on the table." He said.
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 21, 2016 19:06:46 GMT
Meg blushed again, "You keep complimenting me like this and I might get the wrong idea." She said gently but it wasn't hard to admit. John was quickly proving to be a charmer and she found that she liked that about him. He wasn't being too forward, just honest and sweet it wasn't very often that Meg got that impression from men that she knew. She brightened at his next question, "It is, and it's a great place for art and it has so much history there. I've been meaning to buy a home there, I just always seem to get too busy." She admitted with a little laugh. At his next words she perked up and smiled, "Ohh I've always loved a good bar, nothing like a good beer." She said with a little sigh as she thought about it. "I'd like to go there some time, if we get out of this at least." Her expression dimming somewhat at the thought of being stuck in this place for too long. The thought worried her, what if she died here? No one would ever know where to find her, and her parents no doubt thought she was still modeling in Paris. The news probably wouldn't reach them for awhile at least, but when it did she could only imagine how they'd react. "How long have you had the bar?" She asked in a slight attempt to get her mind off of their current situation.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 21, 2016 20:04:33 GMT
John winked at her. "Then what would be the right idea?" He asked teasingly and grinned. He was making it obvious that he was flirting with her, and so far she seemed to like it.
"Oh I wish there was a bar here. In the previous room I was in we had a minibar. But my roommate was a cunt about drinking so I really didn't get to enjoy a drink that often." He said without noticing he had gotten a bit crude with his words. But he still got agitated whenever he talked about Ruber.
But he tried to push past that agitation back to feeling flirty. "I have owned it for three years just about. Before that it was my mom's."
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 21, 2016 20:21:27 GMT
Meg blushed all over again at that comment, "I don't know yet...I still need to get to know you after all." She said and gave him a small smile, rather enjoying their conversation. She frowned though as he started talking about his former room mate, "Sounds like you two didn't really get along." She noted with some sympathy. Her mind went back to Octavia and she silently hoped that she was doing all right. She was pulled out of her thoughts at John's next words, "Really? Oh well now I really want to go there, if only to gain more of an appreciation for it." She explained with a little smile. "I haven't been to London since I finished school. Although I always did love the bars there." She added with a near wistful expression. "You'll have to take me there sometime." She said with a flirtatious smile up at him. That was of course if they both somehow managed to get out of this alive.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 22, 2016 9:45:05 GMT
John smirked again and lifted his eyebrow at her. "Oh, you can get to know me as intimately as you want." He said in a seductive tone. Maybe a little sleezy, but he didn't mind it.
"Yeah, we were at each others throats all the time. But enough about that. I am just glad I got a better roommate this time." He said winking at her.
Then laughing. "Oh believe me, if we ever get out of here I will take everyone in here to my bar and offer them a round of free drinks."
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 22, 2016 17:08:20 GMT
Meg raised an eyebrow at that, "Oh really?" She asked as she studied him with renewed interest before she glanced back down at her lap. On the one hand she was extremely intrigued by just what John was suggesting, on the other she still wasn't sure just how far to take their flirting. They had only just met after all and Meg wanted her first time to be with someone who'd at the very least treat her well. She twisted her hands in her lap as she thought about it, so far John seemed to be a kind person. And he had even offered her his shirt shortly after he'd started checking her out. It was more then a little refreshing to note that John hadn't even expected anything out of giving her his shirt. She was pulled out of her thoughts as he started talking about his room mate once again. "And a much prettier one to boot." She couldn't help but add with a little laugh. Her expression brightened still further at his next words, "Well I'm sure no one would turn that offer down." She noted.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on May 22, 2016 18:00:19 GMT
John just grinned widely. "True that." He acknowledged.
John then glanced at the sleeping bag and then at the carpet. Perhaps it was proper to ask Meg about their sleeping arrangements. "So I was thinking that you sleep in the sleeping bag, and I can sleep on the rug. How does that sound?" He asked and the grinned a little. "Unless you want to have me in that sleeping bag with you." He said flirtingly, but he wasn't going to force it on her. She had the right to say no.
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