Upon reaching the predetermined meeting point, Vincent and Ophelia would find a rather fretful )and very groomed and dressed up, kupo!) Orpheus, wings fluttering a bit faster than usual as he paced back and forth in a flurry of soft kupos. He certainly wasn't out there to stall for time, no! It was simply because she had... kicked him out of the room, yes! That was it!
"Women and their privacy, kupo!" He nearly shouted when the sound of light footsteps that made him stand pom-straight. 'Uh oh, quick, stay calm. Your Hero is counting on you... Okay!'
"Oh, um, hello there, kupo! Lovely evening, isn't it, kupo?" Orpheus greeted the other Hero and companion, doing his best not to ruin his lovely blue bowtie with the sweat that inevitably followed his slight start. "S-she'll be here any moment now, kupo! S-she just, um..."
Oh kupo, what to say, what to say? Though perhaps he lucked out slightly as the measured-yet-hurried footfalls of red heels upon carpeting echoed in the hall behind the moogle's fretting. White sleeves billowed ever so slightly at the upper arms where the fabric was left loose, brought to almost skin tight just past the elbow, as Lucrecia waved behind the very dashing moogle companion, if he did say so himself- (Er, what was he writing? Ah, yes.) -before she recalled herself. Bowing her head slightly in apology, crystalline earrings the shape resembling that of two crosses jangling from her lobes at the motion, she smiled in greeting with ruby red stained lips.
"Good evening, Vincent, Ophelia." she greeted them, righting herself as she brushed off her navy fishtail skirt of any moogle fur Orpheus had left behind in his hurry to return in time after the two had realized she had nothing to wear for a date until roughly forty-five minutes prior on account of not taking the possibility into account for the negotiations. Oops. "I apologize for running a little behind schedule."
Hero and companion looked to one another briefly, as if agreeing in nervous silence that they did good to not spend overlong over the slight fiasco. Or at least, make it relatively on time.
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Re: 2+3+wildcards! Psuedo-MoL setting (with some adjustments)
Date: 2016-07-16 03:52 am (UTC)"Women and their privacy, kupo!" He nearly shouted when the sound of light footsteps that made him stand pom-straight. 'Uh oh, quick, stay calm. Your Hero is counting on you... Okay!'
"Oh, um, hello there, kupo! Lovely evening, isn't it, kupo?" Orpheus greeted the other Hero and companion, doing his best not to ruin his lovely blue bowtie with the sweat that inevitably followed his slight start. "S-she'll be here any moment now, kupo! S-she just, um..."
Oh kupo, what to say, what to say? Though perhaps he lucked out slightly as the measured-yet-hurried footfalls of red heels upon carpeting echoed in the hall behind the moogle's fretting. White sleeves billowed ever so slightly at the upper arms where the fabric was left loose, brought to almost skin tight just past the elbow, as Lucrecia waved behind the very dashing moogle companion, if he did say so himself- (Er, what was he writing? Ah, yes.) -before she recalled herself. Bowing her head slightly in apology, crystalline earrings the shape resembling that of two crosses jangling from her lobes at the motion, she smiled in greeting with ruby red stained lips.
"Good evening, Vincent, Ophelia." she greeted them, righting herself as she brushed off her navy fishtail skirt of any moogle fur Orpheus had left behind in his hurry to return in time after the two had realized she had nothing to wear for a date until roughly forty-five minutes prior on account of not taking the possibility into account for the negotiations. Oops. "I apologize for running a little behind schedule."
Hero and companion looked to one another briefly, as if agreeing in nervous silence that they did good to not spend overlong over the slight fiasco. Or at least, make it relatively on time.