The Phantasm Club [Tokyo, Sunday Evening]
Oct. 19th, 2008 06:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The club was already packed, the young and beautiful population of Tokyo out to drink and dance the night away.
It had been chosen as a meeting place due to its central location, but it wasn't hard to see why it was one of Dōjima's favorite hangouts.
[OOC: For the three chillin' in Tokyo, OCD in-progress. NFB due to distance. And I'm done spamming your flists! WOO!]
It had been chosen as a meeting place due to its central location, but it wasn't hard to see why it was one of Dōjima's favorite hangouts.
[OOC: For the three chillin' in Tokyo, OCD in-progress. NFB due to distance. And I'm done spamming your flists! WOO!]
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 03:55 am (UTC)Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 04:01 am (UTC)Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 04:03 am (UTC)He would kiss her, if she would let him. Not in surrender, but because this was a truce and he was not foolish enough to pass it up.
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 04:10 am (UTC)"Not lately," she sighed, leaning a bit closer and reaching out to place her hand on his hip. "What is it you like so much?"
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 04:14 am (UTC)He nuzzled into her. "I might just like you."
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 05:37 am (UTC)"You like me, huh?" she breathed, shifting closer and letting her hand drift along his side. "Lucky me."
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 01:38 pm (UTC)Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 02:47 pm (UTC)First, however, she had to kiss him. Yurika leaned in to catch his lips in a nice, long, slow kiss. A kiss to let him know she wasn't still angry.
Well, mostly not-angry. He could probably charm his way back into her good graces by the end of the night.
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 02:52 pm (UTC)He kissed her back deeply to say he wasn't angry, either. He had more than half year to make his case, and kisses would never hurt it.
Re: Darkened Nook
Date: 2008-10-20 04:03 pm (UTC)"You better take me out on the dance floor, signore Montague," she purred, nuzzing at his neck again. "Before I end up taking you back to the hotel."