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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 26, 2012 23:41:06 GMT
As he caught up with her, Peri grinned, linking her arm through his, also wobbling a little with every step, the fact she was wearing at least three inch heels not helping one bit. "Iaim to please~" She replied as politely as one could when they were beginning to slur their words just a little, before starting her journey through the 'mystery' corridor, finding her heels now sinking into lush, thick cream carpet, the walls covered in a fancy wallpaper with gold trim, large glossy white wooden doors lining the long corridor, with an elevator with large golden doors at the end.
"Ooohh... an elevator... I bet we're not allowed in that..." She began to chuckle almost evilly, beginning to stride happily towards the elevator, seemingly with every intent to ride the forbidden elevator to her heart's content. She stopped just short of the golden double doors with an unsteady wobble, before slapping her gloved palm against the 'call elevator' button, making a strange, happy noise when the button began to glow, hearing the mechanics inside begin to whir. The elevator arrived before them with a musical 'ding', the doors opening as smoothly as a dream, revealing a crimson leather and wood panelling lined interior, the top half being completely mirrored.
Surprisingly, the mirrors were sparkling clean and spotless, free of any grimy fingerprints or condensation. Peri found herself staring in awe at her reflection, amazed at how clear it was... Snapping back to reality, she pulled Finny inside the elevator with her, hitting a button at random as she went, before practically falling over into the leather lined wall, taking Finny down with her in a giggly heap. "Fancy carriage, take us to heaven!"
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Post by kiddie on Sept 27, 2012 0:58:09 GMT
“I think this elevator is nicer than my livin' room at home,” noted Finny. With an exaggerated blink, he stumbled into the elevator and admired its elegant decor. “Would ya look at that...It's even got a radio an' everythin'!” he gasped, immediately fiddling with the button. The music sprang to life from dreary classical it'd been playing, to some odd pop song that had a catchy beat to it.
“Just one button? I thought you were supposed ta be the adventurous one!” sighed Finny. He shook his head in mock disgust, giving Peri a corny half smile, and swept his palm across every last button on the panel—except for the emergency one of course. As all the floor buttons instantly lit up, he grinned mischievously as Peri pulled him towards the wall. “To infinity an' beyond, Peri! Nothin's gonna stop us now! The world is ours!”
Oh, he was definitely drunk.
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 27, 2012 1:22:24 GMT
"Oh God, we should- you know what we should do Finny, we should make an elevator fortress!" She took both of his hands and gazed up at him, her eyes sparkling as if she'd just come across the world's greatest idea. She should be an entrepreneur... As the elevator staggered to a halt at the first stop, Peri gazed out at the hallway, surprised to see that it was practically identical to the previous one, just with more fancy oil paintings that looked as if they were originals of famous masters of art.
At the next, sculptures, the one after that beautiful plant life and flowers, the one after that was filled with candles. As the elevator stopped at a corridor filled with tanks of exotic fish, casting a beautiful dappled blue light over the corridor, Peri found herself tapping her foot and vaguely singing along to the song's strange, foreign sounding lyrics.
"...Chigeumbu-teo kal dekkaji kabol-kka, oppan gangnam style~" Her rendition of the Korean lyrics weren't quite spot on, and were mostly slurred, but the understanding the melody were there at least. Peri suddenly realized that the elevator wouldn't go any higher than the aquarium floor, eyes suddenly catching a small golden plaque on the wall, stating that access to above floor twenty-five was forbidden. And they were on floor twenty-five... well, that figured.
As soon as she stepped from the elevator, she was met by a suited man, in a similar uniform to the waiters on the ground floor, holding a clipboard and a keyring filled with strange looking card keys. "Good evening sir, madam." He bowed his head to both of them, before stepping to one side and fiddling with the keyring, before removing a card key. "I assume you are turning in for the night to your complimentary suite? Right this way... Indigo will be making his speech later, you'll be able to hear it over the loud speaker." Peri's eyes widened to almost saucers as they were lead through the corridor and to a door right at the very end, the butler swiping a cardkey through the lock, a beep sounding before the door swung open, revealing the truest depths of luxury within.
The butler handed Peri the cardkey before retreating back to his post, leaving the two to marvel at their 'suite'. It consisted of a huge open plan room, with thick magnolia shag carpet, cream and gold patterned wallpaper, a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, with a wrought iron fireplace surrounded by pure marble, fancy paintings hanging on the walls, and a large ceiling to floor fishtank against one wall, the other taken up by a huge window, obscured by crimson satin curtains.
A large king-sized bed rested against the north wall, with a translucent ivory lace canopy and beautiful looking bed linen, with a door either side, seeming to lead to 'his and hers' en suite bathrooms. Above the fireplace was a wall mounted plasma screen TV, with a surround sound system fitted at each corner of the room to get the best sound when viewing, and a marble table filled with a smaller version of the buffet downstairs was next to the fishtank, with a bucket of ice holding two more large bottles of expensive champagne, the flutes already displayed and ready.
Peri's jaw dropped at the sight, hardly able to contain herself at the sight. "I... I think this is all my luck for the rest of my life in one night... holy shit..." Fighting back the urge to start hyperventilating, she drained the rest of her champagne, glad to see there were more bottles available, completely unsure of where to begin in this heaven of a room. Before she knew what she was doing, she had grabbed Finny's hands and started jumping up and down in joy, squealing.
"THIS IS BLOODY AMAZING, FINNY!"
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Post by kiddie on Sept 27, 2012 2:23:02 GMT
“The elevator was fancier than my livin' room...and this room here has ta be bigger than my entire house,” gasped Finny. From the discovery of the different types of cheeses, to his first ever hearing of Kpop, to the “complimentary” suite that was theirs for the night...Phineas felt like one lucky guy. Best of all, he was spending it with one equally lucky girl.
Finny craned his neck to stare at the chandelier as he waltzed around the room in small circles, marveling at their new residence for the night. “Last night we were sleepin' next ta trash cans an' now...An' now we're stayin' like royalty, Peri!” he cheered, taking her hands and jumping with her, “Never know where we'll end up next! Whoo-whee! Let's do somethin' like this every night, Peri! Where do ya want ta go to next? Have a cheery blossom picnic in Japan? Visit to the fjords in Norway? Swim in the Caribbean? Have tea with the Queen of England? I'll take ya, Peri! I'll take ya around the whole wide world! It'll be our grandest adventure yet!”
Excitement bristled in his eyes, sparkling and shinning with each slurred word to tumble out of his mouth. Both of his cheeks were flushed and he'd loosened up his tie a bit, obviously still tipsy from their drinks.
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 27, 2012 2:36:27 GMT
"Well let's just focus on tonight first, eh? We've got this whole PALACE to ourselves, a great big TV, all this food and... LOTS OF FISH!" She squealed the end of her sentence, rushing over to the huge aquarium tank, pressing her hands against the glass, watching the fish swim by. There were angel fish of every colour and type flitting by with their strange dashes of neon, koi carp almost as if they were lifted straight out of a Japanese ink painting, clownfish and desjardin tang. It was mesmerizing... Especially when the colours began to blur into one large acid trip of drunkeness.
"First things first... MORE CHAMPAGNE~" She giggled, grabbing hold of one of the icecold bottles and fiddling with the cork, tugging and pulling awkwardly until it suddenly exploded from the bottle, bouncing off the chandelier with a series of loud chimes before landing somewhere behind the TV. Shrugging with a childish giggle, she poured another two glasses, before handing the other to Finny, before raising her own in a toast.
"To being the two most bloody amazing people in the history of forever... It's been an honour playing with you tonight, Finny... God, I sound like I'm on the Titanic..." She took a long sip of her champagne, placed the glass down carefully before flopping herself to the ground stomach first, clinging to the edge of a rug in a strange, intoxicated impression. "I'll never let go, Finny, I promise..." Collapsing into a fit of giggles, she pulled herself up into a sitting position, gazing up at Phineas with a grin.
"So, my dear, what do you suggest we do? The night is still young, and we've got all of this to ourselves..."
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Post by kiddie on Sept 27, 2012 2:57:14 GMT
“Those fish are swimmin' in little circles...Drivin' me dizzy!” mumbled Finny. He squinted at the colors, watching them blur together and strain his eyes. Luckily, Peri lost interest in the fish once they found the champagne.
“Do ya know how many times I've seen that movie with my sisters?” laughed Phineas, “Oh, if this buildin' crashes into a damn iceberg...” The young Air Carrier shook his head, shrugged, and raised his glass up to Peri's for their toast. They clinked together with such gusto that a little champagne sloshed out of his glass and onto the fancy carpet, not that Finny noticed. “Yer gonna have ta let go sometime, lass. Don't want yer champagne ta get warm,” laughed Finny, “Sides, I'm too good lookin' ta die. We put Winslet and Dicaprio ta shame, we do!”
“Well, accordin' ta-hic! the movie...This is the part where one o' us draws the other-hic! stark naked. But obviously, we can't do that. Hic!” said Finny, “Why don't ya try an' get rid o' my hiccups first? Or we could do somethin' else. We'll improvise! How 'bout that?”
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 27, 2012 3:05:49 GMT
Peri pouted, leaping up from the rug and moving over to the edge of the bed, laying herself out upon it in as best of a recollection of Rose's pose from that particular part of the film as she could, despite being still dressed in a ballgown. "But Phineas, don't you want to draw me like one of your French girls?" She chuckled, adjusting the pose into one that was slightly more comfortable, before a wry smile took to her features, seeming to be gaining a large amount of confidence from having drunk so much.
"Being nude right now would be pointless, anyway, especially not after the I took the liberty of pinching some particularly nice undies to go alongside such a nice dress..." She carelessly ran a hand softly up her thigh, dragging up the hem of her dress to quickly flash a hint of sheer black lace stockings, suspenders and panties, decorated with small crimson bows, before chuckling deviously.
"Hopefully that got rid of your hiccups?" She asked, slipping off her heels to make herself more comfortable, before flopping back on the bed, amazed to actually feel herself sinking slightly into the thick, soft duvet, feeling as if she'd just dived straight into heaven. "Oh my God... Finny, you gotta try this, just... right now, seriously."
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Post by kiddie on Sept 29, 2012 1:36:16 GMT
Flushing red, Finny looked into the depths of his champagne glass awkwardly. “B-b-but, Peri...I dunno what a French girl even looks like,” he hiccuped, “An' I never seen a lass nude either, unless they're in the anatomy books fer school o' the little babies who need ta wash up in the tub.” Sure, he'd kissed girls before and gotten into passionate moods with previous girlfriends, but Finny had never felt comfortable enough to go any further. If his whole heart wasn't in a relationship, then it wouldn't...it wouldn't mean anything.
“I think that just made-hic-my hiccups worse!” Finny groaned. Nervously, he ran a hand through his hair and hiccuped again. He was positive such an image wouldn't leave his mind for the rest of the night, mingling with his drunken visions of flying fire babies and owning his own private elevators. With a sigh, he flopped back alongside Peri, still hiccuping. “Wow! Yer right!” he said, “This is damn comfortable!”
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 29, 2012 1:58:59 GMT
"Aww..." Peri rolled onto her side to look at Finny as he flopped down onto the heavenly soft duvet beside her, tracing the immaculately embroidered golden floral patterns that adorned the fine cream material, letting this small revelation sink in. Peri herself had been with a man before, but even then it was a committed relationship, sadly a young love that was never meant to last, particularly with the stress and strain of being a Carrier in such a world.
So the fact that Finny, despite being a few years her junior, had never even seen a young woman in the nude was almost surprising to her, given that she, personally, found him pretty damn attractive. However much it was currently amplified by the glorious golden rivers of champagne flowing through her veins...
"Really?" She couldn't help but query, eyes wide and curious, rolling onto her stomach and propping her chin up on her palms, inadvertently showing a rather large display of cleavage as she did so, beginning to formulate a beautiful plan in the back of her mind that involved a hell of a lot of eduction for the poor lad. They were both tipsy, if not drunk, and she at least could safely say she was rather blessed in the chest department... What could possibly go wrong?
"Well, I'm not French, but... Maybe if you're lucky you'll get to see what an English girl looks like~" She chuckled deviously, before suddenly finding it hard to believe the words had just left her mouth, averting her gaze to try and stop herself from blushing furiously.
She was not going to strip. She was definitely not going to strip.
...She was probably going to strip if she had even a drop more champagne in her system to tip her over the edge.
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Post by kiddie on Sept 29, 2012 2:35:38 GMT
“I'm not a...one night stand type o' fella,” Finny said uncomfortably, “I guess girls don't really like that, but I won't...ya know, if I didn't really love the lass. If I loved her, like the real kind of love that's forever an' always, then I wouldn't hesitate. There has ta be somebody fer me out there...Probably right under my nose too. I just have ta wait it out, find the right gal...Um, more champagne?”
After fiddling awkwardly with the bottle, he filled up both glasses. But being drunk meant loosing your hand-eye coordination. It took Finny thirty seconds of carefully studying the glasses to make sure the alcohol was poured safely. Thank goodness he'd set down the glass by the time Peri spewed out another outlandish statement.
“You...You didn't really mean that.”
It wasn't a question.
Mistakenly, his eyes drifted to Peri's little display and he flushed. Was this tie constricting him or what? He loosened it slightly, so that it dangled freely against his shirt. “Is it me, or does it feel really warm in here? Maybe it's the alcohol...Oh gosh, how many have I had? I think I lost count,” rambled Finny, “No...It can't be too much. We haven't been here long enough!”
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 29, 2012 11:21:41 GMT
The Fire Carrier grinned broadly, almost from ear to ear at his shock, fighting back the urge to laugh, taking her own now filled glass of champagne and taking a long sip, closing her eyes as bubbles seemed to fill her mind. Oh yes... she was most definitely, most wonderfully drunk. And Phineas... well, he was in for the night of his life.
In her mind, anyway. In actuality, she was most likely going to scar the poor boy for life, but there was no stopping Peri once she'd gotten an idea in her head, and a drink in her stomach. "Didn't I? You think I'd lie to you, Finny~?" She chuckled, tipping her champagne to and fro to watch the golden liquid slosh back and forward from one side to the other, seemingly awed as the bubbles fizzed upwards through the glass to pop with a small shower of droplets once they reached the surface.
Looking up as Phineas began to complain of it being hot, she flapped one hand absent mindedly, finding that it wasn't really all that hot herself, but then again, she didn't exactly feel heat at all, being a Fire Carrier. "If you're hot then go ahead and take your shirt off or something, I won't be offended... It's not like you're performing a striptease or something." She paused for a moment, having to give this final statement some thought, eyes lighting up with a mixture of confusion, amusement and overall joy at the mental image. Well, that was... enlightening.
"Have a drink, silly, it'll help cool you down anyway." She chuckled, sitting up and taking ahold of his glass as well, proffering it to him with a smile, swaying just a little in her position on the bed, sat back on her knees with her legs tucked under her.
"And, you know, you'd be surprised... Haven't you ever heard of a girl's Mr. Right? It's not like we give it away at the first opportunity, y'know... " She sighed a little, brows knitting together at the memory. What an idiot she'd been. "I'm sure that the person for you is closer than you'd think, don't sweat it Finny." She grinned at him, not really thinking too much into her statement. "And the same goes for me, I'm sure my Mr. Right's just round the corner... I hope, anyway. I don't wanna become one of those crazy cat ladies."
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Post by kiddie on Sept 29, 2012 17:05:07 GMT
Phineas squinted at Peri, debating whether or not it'd be a good idea to take off his shirt. Every fiber of his being was telling him not to do it—at least while Peri was drunk and her mind floated in the gutter—but he found himself undoing his tie anyway. “Alright...” he said skeptically, “But no funny business! An' no, I don't think ya would lie, but exaggeration isn't above anybody with a little alchey in their system.”
The jacket of his suit was tossed on the edge of the bed along with his tie and wristwatch. He pushed the suspenders off his shoulders, although they were still clipped to his pants, and started unbuttoning his undershirt. Pretty soon that was tossed along with the rest. Finny felt relieved after that and sipped at his champagne, enjoying the cool taste.
“Ya know, I always have this feelin' that she's right under my nose,” he said, blinking his eyes dreamily, “That I could be talkin' ta her any moment an' not even realize it until it's too late. ” After setting his half filled glass on the nightstand, he flopped backwards and stared at the ceiling. “I mean, yer Peri. With charisma like yers, of course you'll find someone. No way you'll be some cat lady...I know I won't. First off, I'm a guy. Second, I'm allergic ta cats.”
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 29, 2012 19:33:32 GMT
Peri held up her hands in mock surrender, shaking her head slightly. "Alright, alright, I'll be good... Heck, I was only teasing you anyway!" She chuckled, eyes gleaming wickedly, although a little red in the face. It wasn't like she'd been planning to do anything, realistically, anyway... Well, maybe. Rolling over onto her back, she sighed at the thought, knowing how unfortunately possible that was.
"Y'know, they might even be at this very party, our... Mr and Mrs Right. They could have been on the dancefloor, or maybe on the next table over when we ate, or..." She trailed off, thinking about what her own Mr Right would be like. "I know my Mr Right would need to be a gentleman, for sure... A bit of ice to balance out my fire, if you'll pardon the bad pun." She chuckled, musing on the subject.
The thought floated to the front of her subconscious that Finny was both of those things, but quickly shook it off, knowing that she shouldn't even think of taking such risks. They were here as strictly friends, having a wonderful Friday night. As friends. No funny business, just as he'd said. Peri couldn't help but huff quietly, almost as if she were disappointed.
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Post by kiddie on Sept 30, 2012 13:12:53 GMT
“Ya better be good!” laughed Phineas, “Or else yer goin' ta be in a lot o' trouble—hic—with me!” Still laying on his back, he tilted his head so he was face to face with Peri, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her body. In his drunken stupor, he mumbled something about Peri being as bright and fiery as the sun itself.
“It'd be funny if they—hic—were tryin' ta ask us ta dance, but we were too busy waltzin',” he chuckled, “Gentleman, huh? Sounds like a nice guy. I hope whoever it is takes good care o' ya.”
He tried to smile at her, but the expression faded as he noticed her disappointment. “What's wrong, Peri? Did I say somethin' stupid? Oh, if I did...I'm sorry Peri, I didn't—hic—mean it.”
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Post by [*DOC] on Sept 30, 2012 13:38:09 GMT
"Nah, don't worry yourself. I guess... you dare laugh at this, but, it's kinda a worry of mine about dying alone. There... I'm being honest with you here, so don't hurt my feelings or the whole building's gonna know about it." She pursed her lips, trying to show she was serious, before smiling a little, surprisingly un-phased as the two found themselves face to face once more, just how they had been on the dance floor not even two hours before.
"Well, to be fair, we did put on a pretty impressive show... Anyway, I needed someone to show me how to dance, and I don't think that there was anyone more suited to the job that you, Fin." She broke out into a grin, trying to push the previous depressing thought from her mind. An idea suddenly hit her, expression fading to one of careful thought for a few moments, mulling it over.
"Say, Fin... I've got an idea, but you gotta promise to hear me out on this one. Say if... neither of us find our 'special someones' by age thirty or something like that... Now, I don't know about you but I know I wouldn't want to just go through life alone like that... How about we make a pact that, if we don't find someone by then... we get married?"
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