A Different Flavor (Hugh/Exson)

[Winter]

Radiant Garden was what Winter described as a, "chill place." All jokes aside, it was seriously a relaxing world, where there were many different flavors to choose from. Whether it was the people, food, drinks, and different forms of entertainment, one could do a lot in the world. Coupled with the advancements in technology, the place only grew as a centralized hub, for commerce and publicity. Ruled by a king who had taken up the throne years ago, there was no surprise they were in league with the Darkson family, who had seemingly universal conquest at one point, and a benign one at that. They promoted growth, stability, and order... Then they swiftly pulled back from that and left the worlds to their own devices, but it seemed like this was probably the last possible world that retained their influence. As a person who wants to try nearly everything, Winter decided that she'd do just about all she could (short of getting banned from the place) in the world, while an orderly ruler was still in place.

The pale, eccentric woman had taken up an odd resting position on a public bench. Upside down, her snow-white hair had gently draped over the bend of the seat, her bright-yellow eyes had scanned the area for anything interesting. It had only been a couple of weeks or so, since her creation and even in that time, most of it was spent sleeping and being slothful. Thankfully for her, the upside down position on the bench was uncomfortable enough to keep her awake. Though, it provided a show for those who wished to gaze upon her body. Winter's style of clothing wasn't appropriate for even daytime activity, yet she didn't care. A womanly, hourglass frame, well-endowed chest both of which (body and chest) barely covered with a gown-like top, the skin of her breasts showing through in a few places, a rear that was nearly visible from the sort of "underwear" she wore, and to top it off, the woman wore a pair of black heels. Dressed to seduce or kill in only the most sensual of methods.

Chewing on some gum, the woman had her mouth closed (for once) as she savored the flavor, due to the fact she hadn't tried that flavor of gum before. Some women gave her tips when it came to preserving her breath, after late-night activities and that was to either go with fruit, or mint. There was also cinnamon that she tried at the current moment, she enjoyed it. After blowing a bubble, she went back to chewing and observing. During the day, what was it that she could do? Couples going back and forth, calling each other cute little pet names, went to movies, or had lunch... Maybe she could snag a "date" for the day.

It was the perfect day for that type of romance too. A bright, overhanging sun and a nice cool breeze, the bright blue skies nearly free of all clouds.

[Sebastian Caine]

Lost again. A step out from the hanger of an oversized transport ship. The engines whizzing and steaming from behind as they cooled to a grinding stop. A lone figure braced themselves for a new world ahead. A booted foot set to stone as out appeared a man who seemed out of sorts. Blue hair, small build, and hipster clothes for days. His deep blue eyes looking about in wonder of the new landscape before him. Though far from disappointed by any means he could have sworn that this wasn't the original plan. Back in Traverse Town he had overheard rumors of a world so dense in plants and full of all different kinds of animal species. A tropical jungle if you will that was fruitful with adventure for any brave spirit. Weighing the fact that here there was buildings as tall as mountains, people in abundance walking about nicely kept stone walkways, all signs of life and industry as far as the eye could see. It was a simple guess a wrong turn or two was probably not an incorrect assumption of his travel arrangements.

Not the worse case scenario. Regardless of where he was at this moment it was still an interesting spectacle to behold. If anything it kind of reminded him of home. All these buildings, the design of the layout, the people going about their business in peace. The familiarity of it all made him smile as he felt at ease with it all. Before he could reminisce in the feeling further beyond a simple hit of nostalgia. Footsteps from behind caused the boy to start moving. Funny thing about traveling free of expense. It wasn't always the most efficient on a moral compass. Sparing a glimpse over his shoulder Sebastian could see the bodies of two men exiting the cockpit. A signal it was time to bounce. Good foot forward he entered the bustling city ready to explore.

Down into the crowd he stepped into the masses. Brushing pass women and child, shop keeps and business men, a variety of persons as he made his way through. Every now and then his eyes would lean towards the wares on display. In one spot a blacksmith with an impressive rack of longswords, shortswords, shields, and other well designed armaments. Beside it a jewel crafter with a selection of necklaces, rings, chains, and accessories he had never seen the likes of before. On and on it went like this, stalls in every direction of the square each with their own specialty and unique flair. If not for his funds being in the low numbers there was a high chance he would have been walking away with a few souvenirs. Breaking away from the market and into the more open common area. There was a moment to breathe and relax. Unlike before this area was a little calmer, housing benches to sit and enjoy the view. Rather than stuff bags with goodies. Perfect, maybe he could find a bite to eat and take in the sights for just a moment. Lunch and a show now that he was a touch more acquainted with the place.

"Now, where to start." Words trickled out of his mouth as he gave thought for a moment. Maybe someone around here could lead him in the right direction as far as a decent meal was concerned. Eyes scanning around it wasn't too long before they came in contact with someone that stopped him in an instant. The likes of a rather beautiful young woman. Almost as if on command his view stopped on her. Not that he meant to stare for too long but given the way she presented herself there was just no looking away. What a graceful figure, such soft pale skin, legs that could make a man weep, and an outfit that screamed for attention. This girl was on fire rocking such a sexy allure. Which was funny considering how ice cold her overall appearance seemed to show for.

"Damn..." His eyes continued to inspect her up and down. If she wasn't a sight for sore eyes. Feeling the urge to go and say something Sebastian contemplated for a second. If he played his approach right maybe a tour guide as company couldn't hurt. A corny idea but all the same tempting given what was sitting or rather hanging before him. Admittedly it was a littler weird the way she had herself positioned but then everything else about the scene made up for the oddities. Set on decision and figuring there was nothing to be lost in trying. Sebastian approached the woman. A hand being pulled through his short blue hair as he turned on the charm. His smile growing wider as his eyes grew softer. "Hey there Snow Angel, mind telling a lost boy where the best place to dine would be?" His tone was smooth and well spoken. In that moment he did his best not to come off as a total goof.

[Winter]

Her yellow orbs had been scanning the area over constantly, searching for that something different she had been craving... Well, to be totally honest, she had grown far too lazy and comfortable in that position, to want to move. At least she wasn't sleeping. Regardless, Winter had been looking for a reason to get up and since her stomach hadn't started rumbling just yet, she wouldn't move to get food either. Slothful in her approach, she stayed in that awkward position, showing off her body (whether or not it was intentional, is up to the observer) and otherwise appearing quite colloquial with everything going on around her. There wasn't much that caught her interests up until an interesting sight came within view. A young man with stylish blue hair, a boy-like build and clothes that definitely allowed him to blend into the current social environment than her own; Winter watched as just one look at her body had the male frozen on the spot. She watched him but only very subtly.

Seemed like she didn't have to do much more to get him over. A man who didn't shy away from the sight of a woman such as herself, and taking the lead was attractive. The process of him getting there was comical to say the least, seeing as she watched him sweep a hand through his hair, like it was some sort of high school prom. Regardless, his approach was amusing enough that when he had finally made it to her, he was greeted by an upside down smile (not a frown, mind you). "Snow Angel," was the nickname granted to her... She was anything but. Nonetheless, there wasn't any form of hostility from her and while the young man inquired about a place to eat, in a peculiar fashion, Winter blew another bubble, popped it, then tucked it to the back of her mouth with a tongue. Crossing a leg over the other before dangling them over the back of the bench, the pale-skinned beauty cocked an eyebrow to him. "Depends on what form of eating you'd like to do." She stated with a wink, before letting out a light giggle. A sultry smile then came to her lips, before Winter rolled herself over to sit-up straight.

Winter showed that she was anything but cold. Flirtation, direct and casual could be appropriate adjectives to assign her. The woman stretched herself out for a moment and in that same window, her body's sex appeal was accentuated further. Adding onto this, she let out a soft, sensual moan as she felt comfortable with her stretching. After which, she leaned back onto the bench, threw an arm over the back and patted the spot next to her, offering him a seat. "There are a couple of places around here and seeing as you're lost, I might as well teach you all there is to know about this place, right?"

[Sebastian Caine]

Hold up. That had actually worked? Wow. Okay, in retrospect he hadn't expected such a tacky line to work much less warrant an actual response beyond ridicule or worse. I mean sure what he lacked in witty words he made up for in looks. The main attraction if you will of his whole campaign. Even so, he hadn't been expecting the smile on her supple lips to get wider or the laughter that came to follow with it. For some reason or another she had found his call amusing and in some way worth pursuing further than just a weird look. Success, he supposed for the moment. The comment with which she answered made him chuckle in his own regard. Though mind you on the inside he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Such a woman not afraid to set her boundaries on the first meet. Openly teasing him with her words as if she had already been sizing him up for something. Brave words, for a brave woman.

Ho boy did she not disappoint. Such a provocatively strong attitude. Moving her body about as she adjusted herself on the bench. From the wink she had given him to the stretching and moaning she presented as she went about making some room. It was all so inviting to say the least. Exciting to the senses with just enough curiosity to make a man want more. Like fine wine, one sip and you want to explore the taste more. He could respect a woman who was proud of her body and fearless in her actions. As if she had nothing to hide from the world. It made for an exotic appeal that most other options lacked for one selfish reason or another. She was for all intensive purposes a rare gem in the eyes of the behold.

"Well arn't you the enthusiastic one." He thought silently to himself as he gazed upon her outstretched body. Inside he could feel a wild warmth ignite in the depths of his stomach. Slowly it was growing, reaching up into his limbs and so on till eventually it would overtake his body completely. A glow affect if you will from the attention he was more than willing to indulge. "Truth said I am a little picky when it comes to appetite but then who can blame me when there's so many rare delicacies..." His words trailed off as he took up her offer for a seat. Sitting back in comfort as if he were already at home with her there. "I could partake in." Still so silly with his words but then again he believed if you could keep a girl laughing then your doing the job right. "So if it's not too much to ask, please do lead me in the right direction Miss..." Trailing off again, this time he hoped she'd honor him with a name. At the same time outstretching his hand so that she might offer him a shake or more.

[Winter]

He was definitely an interesting one, one who lacked on good pick-up lines, but made up for it through his cheesy ones. Winter was still thoroughly interested and had giggled once more, taking a hand to gently feel it through his bright blue hair. Her fingers were delicate and laced themselves carefully, lovingly through his locks, as she gazed into his eyes. The woman's eyes exuded confidence, seduction and maybe even a sign of lust? Of course, she wouldn't exactly say what it was she wanted, only through hints and further flirtation would something happen between the two of them.

"I can lead you in the right direction, easily. Maybe even accompany you personally, if you'll have me, but, I don't think I can place my life in the hands of a man, who wishes for the woman to give her name first. Seems a little... Not so chivalrous to me." Winter mused with a sultry smile, her words honeyed with a sweet tone. A balance between playing hard to get, and acknowledging his advances were key for having him ensnared. This pale-skinned beauty could be akin to a lotus flower, whose nectar and flesh were a delight to those who partook in it, only for them to realize they're trapped between the maw of a Venus flytrap.

Not to say she'd hurt the man (unless that was his thing), no, no. She played sex like a game with a dominant mindset, and had wanted all the boys and girls, to know that she had thorns. This young man was no different but was being treated like she had only ever met one person like him. Thus, when her question had distracted him enough, Winter had leaned in closer and placed a gentle hand at his thigh. That same one which slowly ruffled through his hair had remained, doing its thing while she continued to entice.

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