A good plan violently executed now is better than a perfect plan next week.

[provenworth]

Characters: Elena (provenworth ) and YOU!
Setting: Around the tower!
Format: Whatcha see is whatcha get, but I'll match yours. Anything goes!
Summary: Elena is taking some action items to prepare for the wedding and gets caught up looking at pretty pictures!
Warnings: None, except cute.


[Posting #1 | Anonymous]

Wanted: A tailor who can create and modify clothing. Discretion is needed. Please visit the Aquarium this afternoon at 3pm for further details.

[Because, to be honest, she was feeling a little more girly than she would ever admit and, while she could never see herself actually wearing an actual dress, she did have something in mind.]



[Posting #2]

H - Need to chat with you as well. Let's meet in the kitchen at 11am. - E

C - Need to talk to you. Please see me on the 19th floor at 2pm.- E



[Floor 22 | The Art Gallery]

The art gallery floor had been one she'd not taken time to visit, not finding great value in it or its contents. However after several passes during her time in the tower, she found her curiosity piquing. Of course, there was no way she could have stopped this accidental visit, especially when a painting of the city of Midgar seemed to grace a spot near the front, pulling her attention - and eventually her body - in. Feet took her slowly through the gallery, looking at all the various pieces of art, stopping at one or two that caught her interest further.

It was somewhat embarrassing how easily she had been pulled in, the landscapes and portraits of, what she could easily guess were, other places and times curious and mind-boggling. She's careful not to wander too far, she did have other things on her agenda and with Rufus in the building, she was being kept busy. Very busy.

Comments

[flared]

If she asked, then he could have easily said he was trying to gussy up and try a new look. A better one, too. Axel would probably be found out at some point, but until then he wanted to have a little fun. But the real fun wouldn't be until he figured out just exactly who she was. He'd heard bits and pieces about the wedding in passing, after all.

"It hasn't been following me all day." It's said with a shake of his head and as he crossed his arms.

[provenworth]

Her mouth pursed slightly, arms folding across her middle. Nope. She did not like this look at all. "Is that so...?"

She's not certain she buys the story. Or that this person is even Reno unless he'd gotten his hands on her concealer and drew on the new tattoo marks. There was a good way to find out, though. With a little move of her head, she motioned for him to follow her as she languidly turned, heading deeper into the art gallery.

"Its not dangerous, is it?"

[flared]

Geez, talk about picky.

Axel followed as she asked, walking up so they would be walking side by side. Hands in his pockets again, he glanced around at the artwork, most of which he either didn't much care for or couldn't recognize.

"You didn't see it attack, did you?"

[provenworth]

Well, she did just see Not!You earlier in a snazzy, cleaned up suit with tie and everything. Girl has had the bar raised.

Hands move to clasp behind her back, her steps slow, watching him carefully out of the corner of her eye. He sure looks a lot like Reno, but, if he was, where did he get that awkward looking dress?

"It was getting ready to," she returned, eyes moving to the pictures, seeking out something useful to help prove, or disprove, his identity. "Where'd you find that thing, anyway?"

[flared]

Do you want him to disrobe? Because he can disrobe and put something else on for you, babe.

Axel admired more of the paintings around them as he spoke. "Hm? Find what thing?" There are a lot of things you could be talking about, Elena.

[provenworth]

Sweet heavens, such an idea! Though it would instantly let her know this was not Reno and lord knows she'd be embarrassed to high hell. And besides, a lady would never ask a man to disrobe in an art studio. She'd do it herself.

"The little floating monster thing that nearly took my head off." Okay, so she was exaggerating, but still. It could have!

"It should have come back by now shouldn't it ha-" Whelp. That was a portrait of the back of a certain ex-turk turned Vampire King, the red cloak blocking out the majority of his body save the lower legs. And, yep, those were two very nasty bodies he stood over, bloody and bruised and wearing sorta familiar suits. Don't mind her as she pulls you in another direction, Axel. "It should have come back by now, right? I don't want it ruining some of these pieces of art."

[flared]

Axel kept on walking with Elena and waited for her response before he caught sight of the painting she was staring at and paused, eyebrow raised and head titled slightly at the image before them. Clearly whoever or whatever it was bothered her if she was dragging him away from it like she was.

"On one of the floors. Can't remember which, exactly. Just sort of showed up and started following me like a lost puppy." That seemed like a pretty reasonable lie. He glanced over at her.

"You feeling all right? Y'look kinda jumpy."