Where the hell are we?

When Octavia woke up she felt dizzy. She sat up in the bed and placed her head in her hands. Maybe she was coming down with something. She really didn't have time to be sick, not with the birthday party coming up soon. 
"Hey Muffin, do you think you could.." she started as she turned towards her fiancé in the bed, thinking maybe he would go grab some pills in the bathroom.

She paused.

Why was she lying in the left side of the bed?  She looked up and started to realise that she hadn't woken up in her own bed. She didn't recognize the room. She jumped when her eyes fell upon a beautiful woman she had no idea who was. "What's going on?" she said, She wasn't sure if she was asking the woman or herself. She tried to remember what she had done the night before. She couldn't remember going to bed. The last thing she remembered was taking out the trash and then... nothing. 

Meg nearly jumped when she heard the other woman speak up and looked over at her with raised eyebrows. "I was going to ask you the same question." She said eventually. At least she was no longer going to be alone, but she still wasn't sure who the mystery woman was. "Although judging from your confused expression, you're just as lost as I am." She added bluntly. She never had been one to think before she spoke. "I may as well introduce myself, I'm Megara...my friends call me Meg, that is if I had any friends. I already tried the door but it's locked, and as there are no windows...well that gets rid of that idea. I don't know if this is a prank or just some sick joke someone's trying to pull." She admitted with a little shrug. Of course there was the far worse option of them being kidnapped, but she didn't want to alarm the woman if that was indeed the case. She had mentioned pills earlier on and Meg hoped that those pills she had mentioned weren't anything the mystery blonde woman could live without.

Octavia looked at the other woman, trying to figure out what kind of person she was and what she was up to. Could it really be true that neither of them had any idea what they were doing in a room together?
Octavia stood up slowly, making sure she wasn't too dizzy to walk. She walked towards the door behind the brunette without taking her eyes off of her for even a second. She wasn't going to believe it was locked, just because some stranger told her so. But as soon as she tried to open it, she realised it was true. Even so, she tried a few more times, before she finally gave up.
"I guess the door is really locked, huh," she said, feeling stupid for not just believing the woman to begin with.
She sighed. She had no idea what was going on, but it seemed as though there was nowhere to go. She might as well try to get to know the person in the room with her.
"So you said your name was Megara? I'm..." She paused for a moment, wondering if it was really a good idea to tell someone her name under these circumstances. But really, how much damage could a name do. "I'm Octavia."

Meg raised an eyebrow as the blonde woman inched past her as if afraid that Meg would attack her. She couldn't really blame the woman for being so on edge, after all Meg had had the same concern. While the blonde tried jiggling the handle, Meg sat down on one of the chairs. "Yeah...I mean I don't blame you for trying the handle anyway." Meg admitted as she watched the blonde turn to look in her direction. "Octavia huh? Well I would say it's a pleasure to meet you, but considering the circumstances..." She trailed off with a frown and then shook her head. "I mean I wish it was in a better circumstance. Hopefully we'll be able to figure a way out of here...until then I'm going to check the rest of the room out." She said and then looked down at the filmy nightgown that she wore that really didn't do much to cover her assets. Why did she have to be taken in this? It really didn't do to make a good first impression after all, but it wasn't like Meg had known that she'd be taken. Meg didn't have a problem with her body, far from it but she would have preferred more clothing in a situation like this. After all who knew what kind of crazy psycho had decided to kidnap them. Realizing that she had said that she would check the rest of the room out, Meg scanned the room and nearly grimaced when she saw a painting hanging on the wall, it was a Beksiński painting...and just like all his other artwork just as gruesome. Whoever had taken them had a poor sense of taste, considering the circumstances at least. She frowned and turned to check out the bathroom, it was fairly decent...other then the leaky faucet. And of course the fact that there was only one towel, well hopefully Octavia wouldn't mind having to use an already used towel. "Well it could be worse I guess...I mean the situation definitely isn't ideal." She added.

"Yeah, this really isn't the best way to meet someone, it it," Octavia said. "But I guess it's better than to be trapped in here alone." She could feel her voice was about to break when she said the last part of the sentence. Being trapped in a room all alone, would have been terrifying.
When Megara walked away to check out the rest of the room, Octavia turned around and tried to pull herself together. She had to calm down and think the situation through. She was alive and not hurt, aside from the dizzyness which was almost gone by now. That was at least something. If she worked together with Megara then they would find a way out eventually, right?
When Octavia felt like she had gained some sort of control of herself, she started to walked towards the bathroom. On the way there she looked around the room and wondered why someone would trap her in such a place. She wasn't particularly rich, she wasn't famous. What would anyone gain by doing this?
"What kind of person would do something like this, I wonder," she said when she reached the doorway.

Megara chuckled under her breath, "I know what you mean, I'd go out of my mind if I was stuck by myself." She admitted with a frown at the very thought. Her eyes wandered around the room and she froze when she saw the camera blinking in a corner of the room. Some sick creep was watching them...and she felt her blood boil as she approached the camera. "Well whoever it is...is currently watching us." She said her tone dark as she examined the camera with a disgusted look. Whoever this was had gone too far at this point, "If this is a prank I swear to God I'm going to sue." She growled her hands tightening into fists. It took a lot to piss Meg off but this...this was something she didn't tolerate. She had never cared much for pranks and if this was a prank, she'd go out of her way to make sure whoever was involved would pay. Realizing that she was probably scaring her room mate Meg relaxed her posture just slightly but still felt on edge. "This is just fucked up." She muttered as she looked away from the camera, staring at it made her sick to her stomach.

Octavia followed Megara's gaze and noticed the camera right away. "This is sick," she said, her voice started to break once more. She started to look around frantically. "There has to be a way out of here." She started searching the walls. It couldn't be true that they were trapped in here. Maybe there was a hidden door somewhere. There had to be. There had to be a way for them to get out. She couldn't stand the thought of having to stay in that room a second longer, when god knows who could be watching them. Megara had mentioned something about a prank, but Octavia couldn't think of anyone she knew that would pull something like this.
Her hands trembled as they ran across the walls. "There has to be," she repeated, almost pleadingly, as if that would magically open a hidden door. It didn't even have to be an actual door. At this point she would settle for just a small hole they could climb through.

Meg turned to watch as Octavia started to go into sheer blown panic. There was no other way to describe it and Meg watched almost uncertain how to interfere without causing more problems. Finally she moved forward and grabbed Octavia's hand as she turned her to look at her. "Whoah there Blondie, you need to calm down! We'll figure a way out of this, but you can't start panicking...not like this at any rate." She said gently as she moved her other hand to gently run a hand through Octavia's hair. "Just relax and try to focus on something else ok?" She added with a small smile as she slowly withdrew her hand from Odette's hair, her hair was really soft. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself? Try and get your mind off of your surroundings as much as possible." She continued as she gave Octavia's hand a light squeeze before she released her hand.

Octavia stared at Megara like a lost puppy. Her voice was so soft, and Octavia actually managed to calm down a bit, even more so when she felt Megaras hand run through her hair.
Octavia nodded. Megara was right. It was better to think of something else.
Octavia was silent for a moment as she tried to regain control of her voice. "Yeah, that's a good idea." Her voice was low, because she feared it would break again if she spoke any louder at this point. "I saw some chairs in the other room. Maybe we should sit down for a bit?"
The two women made their way to the chairs. It wasn't the most comfortable chairs, but it felt nice to sit down none the less.
"Well, what to begin with. I live with my fiancee..." For a moment she considered what information she was willing to share. Someone had taken her from her own home, so they clearly already knew where she lived. Who know what else they might know about her. "Not in a big city, but with plenty of other people around." She thought about the street they lived on. How she wished she could be there right now.

Meg felt her heart soften as she saw the look in Octavia's eyes, it made her feel somewhat self-conscious. Though she wasn't entirely sure why that would be the case and she stepped back with her face a little red. It was clear her room mate wasn't exactly prepared for any surprises, so Meg knew she'd have to be careful with how she handled things. She felt some relief at Octavia's suggestion and smiled, "That's more then fine with me." She said gently and followed Octavia to the chairs that were in their room. At least they had someplace to sit besides the bed, although they weren't exactly comfortable chairs. In fact the back of the chair she sat on was digging into her spine and she sat up even straighter as a result. Meg usually had good posture anyway but this was simply ridiculous, she blinked in surprise at Octavia's words. "Oh you're engaged? Well congratulations!" She said warmly but she felt her heart sink just a little bit. Octavia had someone who must be worried sick about her, and hopefully they would be searching for her as well. Meg just hoped that Octavia could go back to her fiancee. "So you're from the States? Huh....I'm from Greece, but I was doing a shoot in Paris. I was supposed to do pictures later today, at least I think it was today. I'm still not sure how long I've been gone." She admitted with a little frown. Seeing Octavia's confused look, Meg hurried to explain "I'm a supermodel." She explained with a sheepish expression.

"Thank you," Octavia said, more out of habit than anything else. She wondered what Henry was up to in this moment. Had he noticed she was gone? Maybe he had already called her brother Theodore to ask if she had gone to his place. Though she would usually tell him before she just took off, unless they had been in a fight.
"Wow, I've never been to Europe before." She wondered if that is where they were located now. There really was no way to tell. Maybe she had been unconcious for longer than she had initially thought.
When Megara mentioned doing some pictures, Octavia wasn't quite sure what she meant. It must have shown on her face, because Megara explained it a moment later. "Oh," she said, finally understanding what she meant. "You must be a natural with the way you look." When she realised how stupid that sounded she added "I mean.." But she didn't know what to say to make it any better.

Megara glanced over at Octavia with a raised eyebrow, a little smile showing on her face. "Well thank you, I always like compliments." She said teasingly as she winked at Octavia. Her heart had sped up though at Octavia's words, "I think you'd be a fantastic model...you're the right height and you do look lovely Blondie." She said musingly as she studied Octavia thoughtfully. It was true though, Octavia did look like she herself could be a model, and Meg had a feeling she'd be able to strut any catwalk with ease. "So you've never been to Europe? You could always go to Paris for your honeymoon. I've heard that honeymooning in Paris is a dream come true. If we ever get out of here I could even help pay for any expenses that come up." She offered. She hadn't quite meant to offer that but she meant it, Meg didn't have very many friends besides Nita and of course Garrett and Jim. It might be nice to have another female friend to talk too, one who didn't care about her fame.

Octavia started to blush at Megaras words. "Thank you," she said embarrassed. She had never been too good at accepting compliments, even though she did like to receive them.
"It would be amazing to go to Paris... if we get out." She added the last bit hestitantly, because she didn't like to think that there was a possibility they would never get out of there. "Oh no, I couldn't possibly accept that," she said flustered when Megara offered covering the expenses. "But it could be fun to have a guide. Are you in any kind of relationship?"