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Post by ~Akira~ on Feb 16, 2011 14:51:25 GMT -5
One of his favorite tasks of the day. Flirting with the ladies. He got away with being in the female hall most of the time, after all, the nurses usually swooned over him and allowed him in just for their own viewing pleasure. But today he was here for a different reason. He wasn't sure what that reason was exactly, but flirting with his normal customers just seemed boring. He flashed a few charming smiles and gained entrance to the one ward that people like him really shouldn't be allowed in.
"Oh ladies! Ladies please!" A few were already fighting over the silver haired beauty. He smiled and ran a finger under both of their chins. "Please now. We could just have a three way." Both blushed furiously and the nurses skittered them off. A few of the older nurses, more butch like ones, weren't pleased with him being there and messing with their patients.
He shrugged and leaned against a wall, watching who all would come in and out of the hallway he was in. And soon, he found his target. She was really beautiful that one. Long dark hair, and dark eyes to match. Skin almost as pale as his. Just. Perfect. He smirked a bit and followed her silently back to her room, making chit chat with some of the other ladies of the area to make himself less suspiscious. Finally she had made it back to her own room, but due to the time of day the door was open. "Well, I'd give you a twenty out of ten." His silver colored eyes roamed over her a bit, but he stopped and held out his hand. "I'm Zaine. And you are my next.... Interest." He had to stop himself from saying meal. |
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Post by Cassadee RED Constantine on Feb 17, 2011 1:05:05 GMT -5
Ugh could the ladies here be more cookie-cutter-esk? one nurse was like the next, oh like Barbie! god Barbie she was like in every toy store and every little girl's hands. Cassy shuttered at the thought of Barbie taking over the worl and then sighed as she realised the doll in her hand was an unpackaged Barbie. sadly she was one of the girls who collected Barbie and had fun doing it. that was of corse till she was locked up two days ago.
the Barbie dangled by the hair in one of her hands as she walked down the hall. the mail she had gotten was well for the lack of a better word depressing. three letters that basicly went "oh i hope you feel better" and four that were "you'll get over this" and six "contact us for a consiltation." those were the layers. did they really want to talk to her? most people dont want to talk to her for the same reasons that she was locked up.
Cassy tossed the Barbie to the side after entering her room. she hated that the doors were to be left open. and for good reasons. she paused hearing him.
"Well, I'd give you a twenty out of ten."
Cassy folded her arms and glared lightly at him. she could feel his eyes undressing her small frame. this wasnt the first time this had happen but it was the first in her own room. she looked at him and arched an eyebrow.
"I'm Zaine. And you are my next.... Interest."
"No your about to be knocked out, if you get my drift." Cassy smilled and pointed to the pile of Barbies in the corner. out of the two days she had learned quikly that people here respond quickly to threats that pertain to Barbies.
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