We Like Our Men (SG)

[Lady Leaf]

[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] The next room? Really? At first he was thinking that was rather low but then she mentioned Cyn and made it sense. It was kind of stupid of him to think she’d spend the night with him while the other guy was still around. Not that he wasn’t grateful for the free room or anything. The only issue he had with spending the night alone, other then obviousness of being alone, was that he would not have more time to decide not to try again in the morning. With her there it was at least harder to run away. But… eh, it probably wasn’t going to work but he could try. “Yah, sure. If you say so.” He almost half growled, sounding both angry and disappointed. It was an act. He was neither of the above but she wouldn’t know that. He had seen enough men use that very line on him when getting caught for trying to sneak out in the morning. Of course they had all rights to say it to him. After all, he always claimed he was coming right back when it was obvious he wasn’t. It was a long shot to sounding upset would work though. It never worked on him in any case. All the same, Sen ended up flopping down on the bed, staring up at a cob web with a fake scowl on his face. [/scrolly] [bg=4f2a66]

[Admiral Striker General]

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[ Delilah ]

Delilah blinked a bit at the reaction, the tried and failed to stifle a small laugh. "You're too cute," she half-heartedly teased him. She opened the door anyway, however, pausing halfway through to look back at him. "I'm looking forward to seeing more of each other.." she purred, though thoughtfully. "But if I've scared you too much already or you change your mind, take care of yourself, all right~? This was... fun." With a slight smirk, she blew him a kiss and headed out the door.

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[Lady Leaf]

[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Sen did his very best not to say a word as she called him cute. He felt his body cringe at the idea of seeing her again. Not because of her but just at the idea of seeing someone again. He knew he had been used by her and he was now starting to think he had never had a chance with the red haired man even a little. Why he allowed himself to get tricked in the first place… well ok, he knew the answer to that too. He was certain he had not been thinking with his upper head. Well, at least he had gotten a free room. Heck, it was a lot better than sleeping outside. He didn’t fully listen to what she said after that. Some of it registered through his mind. Mostly the last bit. He already knew he wasn’t going to see her again in the morning. If she had of stayed with him through the night then he could have maybe found the urge to try again in the morning. But to actually find her in the morning. No, he knew he would chicken out before even trying. But, the room had a tv! He was defiantly going to take advantage of that, along with a bit of shut eye before leaving in the morning. [/scrolly] [bg=4f2a66]

[Admiral Striker General]

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[ Delilah ]

Within the next room, Cyn the Ditto sat (or perhaps lay? It was hard to say for a blob) on the bed, zoning out on an episode of The Office he'd seen at least twice before and still not been able to follow all the way through when the door clicked. Glancing up at his trainer and recognizing that look, he squeaked rather dryly, "How was it?" He didn't really want to know, and she knew he didn't, but somehow he nearly always asked anyway.

Smirking a bit and pretending not to notice, she answered casually, "Not bad." Not great but.. Certainly better than nothing, anyway. She discarded her clothes again, then, in favor of something a little more comfortable; the hotel was actually warm enough she probably wouldn't have bothered, but she'd had at least one or two encounters with hotel workers barging in unannounced and she liked to be prepared just in case it ever happened again. A view like this wasn't free, after all. ... Well, not to everyone. ... Well, not without her agreeing to it first anyway dammit. Just to irk the Ditto, as she changed she cooed, "He seems really nice~"

The Pokemon scoffed, rolling his tiny beady eyes. "Nice enough to leave alone, apparently." Had the night gone well enough, this room would have just been a courtesy to Cyn. While he didn't mind traveling in his Ball or waiting there for certain occasions, it was just degrading being made to sleep in it because she couldn't seem to keep her pants on, and he wasn't at all fond of being right there with-- ugh. He mentally shuddered.

She had to. Really, how could she not? "Maybe you wanna keep him company~?" Cyn could have fallen over, had he been more stable; the look he gave he was simply priceless. He'd walked right into that, though. Grinning as she stretched out prone on the bed to prop on her arms, Delilah continued to egg him on. "Now what's that look for?" she half-mock-pouted. "I think you'd really enjoy yourself~" The thought crossed his mind again to explain that whole species expectation and disinterest thing but-- The woman moaned a bit lustily, catching his attention. "If he just hadn't been so scared about it? Oooh, baby~" She breathed the last word, cringing with delight as she rolled on her side to face him. Cyn looked very much like he could have died. "That wouldn't be a problem with you, though... Really, just imagine~ That--"

The descriptions and associated mental images to follow caused the Ditto to begin frantically transforming into one form after another which lacked ears, desperate to find just one that could drown it out, but the God-damned vibrations in the air managed to permeate regardless, and all he could do was muffle. He even considered the PokeBall, but he could hear through that as well. "--the hot sweat glistening on his rock-hard body, while his ro--" Arceus almighty, make it stop! (She may have been exaggerating Sen's build just a little, but the reaction it was getting was so worth it.) Finally, he just dissolved into a lifeless puddle and waited until she'd punished him enough.

Not long after his complete surrender, Delilah had finally laughed and reminded him- just in case he hadn't realized it- not to take on that appearance again without her permission. She then turned over and snuggled up before falling asleep, dreaming of a night that had gone a little better, and later saving a carrot farm from an evil coyote- or was it a Zoroark? It may have actually kept changing, but either way. Cyn, on the other hand, lay awake all night long on the foot of the bed, images of the salmon-haired man burned into his non-existent skull and jumping to the forefront of his thoughts every time he even tried to close his eyes.

Finally, the Ditto gave up trying to sleep, and instead slithered under the door so as not to wake his trainer by opening it and out into the hall. Taking on the form of a scrawny, dark-haired teenage boy, he leaned against a wall a ways down the hall. And waited. And waited...

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[Lady Leaf]

[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] Sen couldn’t have been watching the television for any longer than fifteen minutes before he passed out. He had never been a huge television watcher and sleeping with sound in his room was far from difficult for him. However he didn’t sleep for too long. Only about fours if that. He had gotten himself up, looking a tad tired but cheerful enough. His first task had been to dress his naked body which turned into the task of finding all the pieces of his clothes. Most of it had been partly under the bed while one sock had oddly managed to stay on the bed. His second task was comb his hair and teeth. After all, even a thief had to clean himself up. It was only after he had done all of that, that he realized he should have showered and so he undressed, took a quick five minute shower and redressed. Once he completely packed up and ready he did one last look around the room in hopes to find a free coffee maker. Sadly, this hotel seemed too cheep to have one. So with a shrug of his shoulders he exited the room, shutting the door behind him. He hadn’t gotten too far down the hallway when his eyes fell upon a dark haired boy. Sen wasn’t quite sure how old the boy was, or if he was too young to be hitting on, but… eh, it was early morning. He could just claim he was too tired to notice if the boy was too young to be hitting on. At lest it would get his mind off the images of the woman and back into it’s rightful place. “Rough night with the second half?” Sen asked a tad teasingly. It was a simple enough question but would answer many other questions for him. Such as, if there was someone else he was with and why he was out in the hall instead of in a room. Lastly but not least, it could also help him find out exactly how old the younger boy was. That and Sen just really did love to tease. If he had been kicked out of the room, or didn’t have enough money to buy a room then maybe his joke would cheer him up. He kind of looked bored in Sen’s opinion. [/scrolly] [bg=4f2a66]

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[ Delilah ]

Even before the joke had been fully uttered, the boy had straightened himself up and begun to step toward Alistair, but when he finished Cyn couldn't help but stop and cringe. Well... fuck. That was going to dampen the effect of this greatly. Just watch, the jackass was going to take this as a reaction to the joke instead of spontaneous now... Agghh... Well, shit, it wasn't like he was going to back out, so he supposed at least he'd know. Suddenly, the 'teen' drew back a fist and slugged Sen right across the jaw, his strained, high voice 'yelling', "Fucking bastard!" In this, he... had considerably more speed than power. He was Pokemon-fast, but Cyn sort of sucked at any kind of battle, and had actually taken this particular form so as to make his punch seem sort of almost hard coming from such a flimsy human. It should be enough to make a point, even if Alistair almost certainly wouldn't know what point, but it wasn't going to do any serious damage.

Then, in a rare public display of power, the boy--..... vanished. Thin air, just gone.. ... Well, actually he sprouted Kecleon scales all over and turned briefly invisible before turning into something small and floating and darting off to another hall. Such a form was pretty exhausting, so once out of sight he shifted instead to a very small bug and climbed up to cling in the corner between the wall and ceiling for a while.

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[Lady Leaf]

[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] A goofy smile. That was what Sen had been wearing. It had been stuck on his face even as the other man’s fist went back and ‘Pow’ right in the chin. Yet that goofy grin was still plastered on his face even as his own hand rose to hold the injury. There was a mixture of a small chuckle and pained owe as the hand rose. In impact it’s self had caused Sen to stumble, almost falling to the ground; Luckily he caught himself before he could reach the ground but by the time he looked up the other man was gone. “Heh… that was a pretty good swing on him.” Came out the tease from Sen’s throat, though he was certain the words were heard by no one but himself. Yet he still chuckled all the same before straightening himself up again. His oddly purpled coloured pupils slowly scanned the hall for the young man who had slugged him good in the jaw but he found no one. They must have booted it around a near by corner or ducked into one of the rooms. Either way, Sen was left with a hint of confusion and curiosity. Who had the younger man been and why had he taken a swing at him? Surely it wasn’t over his tiny joke? Perhaps he really did have a bad night with second half. Or perhaps he had slept the guys boyfriend… or girlfriend… Or maybe he slept with the boy before? The face didn’t look familiar but there was always the chance that he had forgotten. Maybe… He couldn’t have been a thief as Sen had nothing on him worth stealing. None the less, it wasn’t that big of a deal. He had taken a lot worse punishments to the face than that before. Besides, he had other things to attend. Such as getting out of the place before Lilah woke up and found him out in the hall. One night was enough for him even if the offer of a rather sexy man was on the table. It most likely would have never happened anyway. He had been used but it was alright. Practice on a woman could only make him better with the men, right? Right. With another chuckle to himself, Sen slowly began making his way down the hall once more. That goofy smile was still plastered all over his face as his hand held the spot he had been hit. After making his way around a bend in the hall, he finally allowed the hand to fall. The spot on his face was rather red and a tad swollen. Nothing that wouldn’t heal in a week or so. A bruise could end up appearing but for the time being it was just simply a beet red. It would most likely show once the redness faded some. “Need to find myself some breakfast” It was one of the few meals Sen didn’t miss in a day. Why? Because it gave him that much more energy on top of the energy he already had. [/scrolly] [bg=4f2a66]