The Phantasm Club [Tokyo, Sunday Evening]

[dojima_hime]

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!]

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Re: Darkened Nook

[withoutverona]

"I would say lucky me," Romeo said, relaxing under her hand. The future would come soon enough, and could be worried about in due course. "Odoranai?"

Re: Darkened Nook

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Hai," she answered, smirking at him slightly. Yes, to all the meanings of the word.

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

[withoutverona]

It was a useful word, that way.

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

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

When they were finally forced to break for air, Yurika gave a breathless giggle.

"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."