GLoG XXIII: With malice towards none

[happyturtle]

"At least she didn't suffer," Chelonie said. "She died in her right mind."

[FireFox]

It's a trap!
The taller redhead springs up right and tries to pin Dani to the side of the pool wall.

[Reinholdt]

Yep. Irene will lead her there and point out the clothes and towels and stuff unnecessarily, then give her some privacy as she goes to get a nice bed ready.

And by that, I mean find Butler and get him to do it. Cause it's his job, not that she couldn't just convince him with the beauty and the pheromones now if it wasn't. She'll then return to waiting outside the bathroom in case Crimson needs anything from her.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn waves, and goes back to a mixture of finishing her food and contemplating Irene.

******

And trying to do the right thing, too, Erin agrees, gently removing the spent blossoms from a white pentas. I knew a girl once who...had something similar happen to her. Snip, snip. It isn't something you ever lose the memory of.

******

Eeeeeek! Dani squeals and tries to slip away, but is nontheless caught, and finds herself trapped!

[FireFox]

Sam, almost doubled over laughing, presses Dani against the wall. Come on, I'm not that much of a klutz!

[AmberVael]

Crimson eventually comes out of the shower, dressed in all black clothing, though it seems a bit big on her. No doubt something else would have fit on her better, but apparently she seemed attracted to the black. However, her newly cleaned hair draws attention away from this- perhaps it was coincidence, but the color of it matches quite perfectly with her name. It isn't a natural, orange red, but a blood red which shines in a strange way- like black oil would shine, perhaps- it is a shine, but there is a darkness to it.

Her skin, now clean, is shown to be as pale as alabaster. In combination with her hair color and clothing choice, she either seems to be a born goth, or perhaps a vampire. Or both. Still, if she were a vampire, she probably would have burst into flames outside.

"Thank you."
She says quietly to Irene as she comes out.

[The Bushranger]

Yeah, I guess I just kinda...um, overreacted?
Dani giggles and wriggles against Sam as she's pushed into the wall...
Then again maybe I wanted you to catch me. She grins.

[FireFox]

Oh? Sam blushes slightly, but stays where she is. Well, I caught you. What now?

[Reinholdt]

Irene is taken a back by this. Cause well... it's different looking. She looks Crimson over a bit.

"Ummm... you're welcome. It was no trouble at all. I had a room prepared for you when you need it. And if you need anything, like a tour or something brought to you, ask for Butler. He's the catboy. Only wears shorts and a collar. You can't miss him." She'll show Crimson how to find her room.

"You going to be ok for now?"

[AmberVael]

Crimson nods to Irene and reaches out to hug her tightly.
"Are you going to leave now?"
She asks, her voice small.

[Reinholdt]

Irene hugs Crimson back. The poor really strange girl. "No. No. Not if you don't want me to Scarlet. I'll stay right here with you."

[The Bushranger]

Quinn, having finished eating, carefully puts her plates in the sink before following Herbert the Drone back to the Rose Garden, where she stretches out on the ground near Susan and folds her hands behind her head.

******

Dani, her cheeks a little rosy, too, tilts her head and looks into Sam's eyes for a long moment. Well...there's always this...

And she leans in to try and deliver a soft kiss.

[FireFox]

And Sam returns it just as softly. Who knows, she might have gone further, but...

((Bedtime for me. ))

[AmberVael]

"Okay."
Says Crimson quietly, her voice still sad, but perhaps less tense.
Still clutching to Irene, she looks around, finally gaining a little curiosity.

[Reinholdt]

"Well... let's just show you around then, unless you're tired?" Irene will stick by Crimson, ready to lead her to her room or exploring the base.

[happyturtle]

And trying to do the right thing, too, Erin agrees, gently removing the spent blossoms from a white pentas. I knew a girl once who...had something similar happen to her. Snip, snip. It isn't something you ever lose the memory of.

"No." There isn't really anything else to say.

[AmberVael]

"You could show me around."
Crimson almost looks hopeful as she states it- it isn't a question or a request, as if she didn't want to phrase it in such a way, lest it be denied.

[The Bushranger]

(('Night...but there's always tomorrow.
Although they will look like prunes... ))

When she finally pulls back, Dani gently slips her arms around Sam's neck and relaxes against her, looking into her eyes with an, almost shy, and very cute, smile.

Y'know. You look really good in that swimsuit...

*****

Erin falls quiet again, concentrating on helping with the plants.

[Reinholdt]

"Sure. I'd be happy to. Let's see here. I'm not an experienced tour guide like Butler... Ok. Well, you've seen the Great Room already. It's pretty much synonymous with the kitchen and the living room. Ummm... how about this way..."

She leads Crimson through the halls of the member's quarters to the infirmary and library area. "Here's where you go if you're looking to read something. I haven't seen anyone in there ever. And here's where you go if you get sick or hurt. The medbots do a pretty good job."

[FireFox]

*Sneak posts*

There's no "almost" about Sam's shy smile as she wraps her arms around Dani gently. Thanks. You look... God, you look beautiful.

[AmberVael]

Crimson looks around with wide eyes, taking it all in. As she walks and looks and moves, Irene will get the impression that she acts a little younger than she really is.

[The Bushranger]

Cue blushing on Dani's part, too...
You really think so? Dani shivers, happily, despite the heated water in the pool, and doesn't look away from Sam's eyes. Thanks, Sammie... She moves a hand up, gently resting it against the other woman's cheek. You're beautiful too. I always thought that but you've just been getting more and more so...

She tries to wrap her legs around Sam's, pulling the other redhead as close as she dares.

[Reinholdt]

Hmm... no big deal. She has been through a lot after all.
She moves on. "This is the detention area, where they lock up people that are threats to us I believe. And the security room is here. And over here is the training room. I haven't been in there much, but people use it frequently enough if you like that sort of thing."

"And this is where the swimming pool and hot tub are located. Good for a nice dip." She peers in and sees some busy people, Dani and Sam... doing something. "Just not right now it would seem. Moving on... this is the conservatory. And finally, one of my favorites, the rose garden. It's fairly pretty out here." She'll lead Crimson out to take a look at the flowers if she wants.

[AmberVael]

Crimson stops as she sees the rose garden and backs off a little.
"I'm... um... not good with plants..."
She says, her voice diminishing as she speaks.

[Reinholdt]

Irene frowns. "It's alright. They won't hurt or anything." If she doesn't look like she's going to come in, Irene will take Crimson back away from the Rose Garden. "We're probably going to have to work on that. Plants are wonderful things really."

[Bergett]

Kowalski is sitting in one of the chairs in the grand hall

[AmberVael]

"Dad always kept me away from them..."
She says, following Irene's lead.

[Reinholdt]

"Oh, well. Still should give them a try. You might like them. I'll get you a small potted flower for your room and you can see how you like it. How does that sound?"

Irene looks around. That was it for the most part. Nothing else to of great interest to show.

[AmberVael]

"...okay."
Crimson says quietly. She appears to have some misgivings on the subject though.

[Reinholdt]

Argh... well... Irene only recently turned Nymph and is still getting used to it. She doesn't want to force nature on someone.

"Nah... you know what? Forget about it. Isn't that important. What do you like, though?"