Twelfth Action [Action - open to Schuldig only]

[doesntpoop]

[Schuldig, are you awake yet? Because if you are, you will find a young woman fast asleep next to you, wearing some sort of provocative outfit. Her red hair drooped over her shoulders, a peaceful look on her angelic face - for the moment, she is blissfully unaware of what is going on]

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[have_your_lives]

[Schuldig wakes up in a haze of confusion - not just his own, but the confusion of quite a number of people around him in similar situations. Unfortunately, with no one around who has any better idea of what's going on than he does, his telepathy offers him no real advantage at the moment, save from what cruel enjoyment he can derive from the chaos and panic around him...which is unfortunately tempered by his being caught in the same trap as everyone else.

He can't really complain about the eye candy on the bed, however. He studies her as he rips off his clip-on tie and tosses it across the room; he hates formal wear nine times out of ten.]

[doesntpoop]

[Dahlia begins to stir. She can feel something vibrating beneath her. Eventually, she opens her eyes to find some man she has never met before staring at her and her eyes widen....Who-?!]

[have_your_lives]

[Schuldig smirks at her.] Oh, good, you're up. Seems like we might as well get acquainted.

[doesntpoop]

[Dahlia immediately sits up - there is something rather sinister about that man with the way he smirks at her. She glances around the room - the candle in the room, the satin sheets, the dress she was wearing - it was not in a situation that she had not been in before, having taken a few gullible men to such places herself in the past.

Only this time, she did not remember making such an arrangement with anyone recently. She instantly becomes suspicious - did this man, whoever he was, bring her here?]