01 [ Video ] || Action Open to Sigyn House peeps

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[ Having long perfected the art of stealth, Chane Laforet has been a silent presence on the network for a few days, now. She's gathered the information she could, done the proper exploring once the sun had set each night in this strange, grey world, and made sure to trust no one.
The communication device was unlike anything from her time or world, but was basic enough in design that she caught on after a few fumbles, that would have been more noticeable to the network had she not been a mute.

And so. A woman with short, black hair looks at the community with a determined, if slightly confused, expression, and holds up a set of FLASH CARDS, as if she's presenting a project to a bunch of colleagues. She holds up one note, which reads: ]

"I have misplaced the map I was given by the maid-woman."

[ Then shuffles it to the back, pulling out the next. ]

"Please, if anyone can reproduce something like this for me, I would appreciate it."

[ Her expression becomes slightly uncomfortable, as she's now second-guessing this entire decision. Nevertheless, she holds up another awkwardly floppy poster board. ]

"Can the people here see if some have no eyes? Some speak though I do not see their mouths."

[ And another one. This time she's holding it up in front of her face, so she doesn't have to feel as awkward... ]
"If I could be shown where to go to acquire the proper materials to arm myself,
that would be very helpful too."

[ Final note! ]

"Thank you for reading this message."

[ And she just slowly ... puts down all the notes, and sits, staring way too intensely at the video feed. She seems to be RIGHT outside the Sigyn House, so that should be recognizable enough, and is very under-dressed for the weather! ]

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[hotshit]

Ah - I was hoping to earn enough money here to get you one, myself!

Would you mind showin' me? [He holds his hand out.]

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[ Her hand rests at his palm, limply, for him to undress! ]

[hotshit]

[He swiftly removes the glove in one motion, since he's too impatient to be sensual about it.]

[His eyes light up, mouth dropping open and curving into a huge smile!!]

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... [ Claire's smiles are always so genuine and brimming with emotion, they can sort of overwhelm her. She's not sure why she still has these reactions to them, she thinks, as a strange anxiety coils around and grips a her chest, while her eyes scramble to not stare directly at his smile. Her own mouth struggles to not pull into one, itself, and her shoulders give a small shrug as she blushes. ]

[hotshit]

That's a fairly solid rock you got there! [HE LOOKS SO PROUD.] Would you mind if I got you another, for this world, at least?

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[ She nods honestly, not wanting him to spend money on something like that! And her hand leaves his, palm facing outward at him, to gesture for him to let go of that idea-- before she thinks about how he's probably always dreamed of having a formal proposal and engagement, and how she could be robbing him of something like that by refusing.

So then she gives a retracting look, shaking her head grabbing Claire's hands.

How would they go about this? Maybe she should take the ring off and give it back for him to give back to her? That seemed convoluted, though... ]

[hotshit]

[Claire tries to lower their hands once she grabs him, shaking his own head at her look.]

No, I want you to keep it. I still gave it to you, after all, but that's for another world of ours.

If you think two engagement rings will be too much, then I'll just have to get creative, won't I? It's no problem.

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[ She looks into his eyes with utter gratitude and appreciation, mostly because the power his words hold over her made her worries about the situation back at Madison Square Garden vanish. Her own insecurities about the situation here dissipates, too, as she leans into his chest for one more hug. Now she was feeling something different: she didn't really want to part. ]

[hotshit]

Would you like that, Chane? [He hugs her tightly, petting her poofy hair.] Would it be all right if I proposed to you again?

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[ She happily nods, smiling against the hug as she idly drags her hands up and down his shoulder blades, still clutching that rose. She has no problem with the idea, and the thought of it makes her feel warmly content, like she's throwing so many of her worries into a fire.

The hug... is probably awkwardly long... ]

[hotshit]

I've never been one to pull out a surprise on somebody, but the thought of a spontaneous proposal sounds romantic, doesn't it? Ah! What am I sayin'? I shouldn't even be talkin' about this if I plan on surprising you. [He hesitantly rests his cheek against her hair, subtly inhaling... SOGOOD. HNGH.]

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... [ She reaches up to rest the hand holding the rose at the nape of his neck, and very carefully pulls back to look up at him. Her other arm falls a bit, resting more loosely around his waist.

She then glances back at the door, then back up at him...! Her fingers twist the fabric of his coat a bit as she clutches tightly on to him with a quick, gentle squeeze of her hands. ]

[hotshit]

You want me to come in with you? [His eyes don't leave hers even as she glances over at the door. He's nervous, but it's not noticeable aside from the blush spreading over his cheeks.]

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[ She answers by slipping her hands down to softly tug at his arm, looking away from him to hide her own blush. ]

[hotshit]

[Oh no... that dull anxiety in his chest suddenly gets heavier at that action of hers. He is so nervous!! He swallows hard, allowing himself to be tugged along.] H-here! Letmeopenthatforyou! [He lurches ahead to grab the knob and swing it open, a bit too fast/hard.]

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... [ She glances down at the rose as Claire opens the door, taking a fluid step forward, though the gown feels slightly heavy around her. She takes lead, as she often does when he opens any door, and steps through the threshold first, giving a glance over her shoulder at him to follow her! Before walking ahead. ]

[hotshit]

[Claire follows quickly behind, making sure as to not step on the tail end of her dress as he shuts the door behind him, looking quite eager!] I've never been in this house before!!

W-well, not to say I've been in many houses besides my own. They're all pretty much the same; maybe one day I can take you over to the Baldr distrct so you can see for yourself!

Ah, has anybody told you you have to share a bathroom with someone?

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[ Chane watches Claire in the mirror as she turns down the hall, having to fight a curve of her own lips at seeing his big smile, and then begins to gather her dress as they hit the staircase. ]

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[ And she turns to face Claire, taking a step back on to the first step, so she's leveled up with him a bit more. Her hand rests at the rail as she stares at him, seemingly not reacting to the news he's given her, but watching his face closely as she inclines her head. ]

[hotshit]

[He takes this as an invitation to crowd her, which he does, and bundles up her dress, hiking it up to her knees.] Does that sound like an even deal for you? I've been makin' money and I plan on moving out into my own place real soon. Of course I'd take you along, but only if you wanted to!

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...! [ Her lips part slightly as her cheeks redden, eyes widening just a bit. She blinks, a slight smile teasing at her lips for a moment before vanishing into a more shy line.

Of course, Claire had tentatively hinted back at home that he had been awaiting the day they could live with one another, but Chane had been quite attached to her home at Millionaire's Row, where she could protect her friends efficiently. It was agreed upon that such actions would take place when they were married, and they even discussed where to live every now and then.

She rests her hands at Claire's shoulders, looking abashed at his suggestion. Almost...scandalized... ]

[hotshit]

[Claire looks momentarily panicked, but he soon recovers, regarding her with a worried expression!] I - I hope you understand that I don't have any ulterior motives...! It'd be best, wouldn't it? After all, I'd imagine you'd like some privacy every once in a while, which I'd be happy to give you if need be! I mean, if you think I'm goin' to fast already... I can slow down, of course!

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[ She shakes her head in protest of his words, blushing so much she hides her face against his neck, into that scarf! And holds close on to him, continuing to shake her head.

Let's not discuss this where people can hear us, Chane thinks, as if anyone can hear what she's saying -- they might as well be able to, though, with the way Claire communicates! ]

[hotshit]

Oh! Oh, are you nervous? [He ...embraces her again, feeling so giddy because they've been doing this a lot.] I am, too.

In fact, I'm kinda nervous at the idea of bein' in your room... Should I be embarrassed?

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[ She shakes her head, feeling embarrassed that Claire suggested he should feel embarrassed, because she wasn't that embarrassed before but him emphasizing that makes her more embarrassed because of the implications!!!

And she just stands in another awkward, stagnant hug with him, but is now on level so when she lifts her head, it rests perfectly against his while she glances around at their surroundings to ensure they were alone. ]