paradisa | (no subject)

[Now, Kalinda hadn't found waking up next to a stranger a new thing by any means, though in a castle where she knew next to little about the residents themselves? That was certainly something a little different.

She'll pause for a moment, staring down at the women before her. Oh, naked. That's... well. Okay, she can understand that. Because, well--

Oh, well. Never mind that! Why doesn't she remember this?

She'll tentatively move a hand to the woman's shoulder, applying just enough pressure to allow for a subtle motion.]

...hey.

[there’s a groan and Isabela finally opens her eyes, squinting at the form next to her.

...

...That must have been one hell of a night if she can’t even remember any of it.]

Hey there, sailor.

[To which Kalinda offers the woman but a simple glance, relaxing only in the sense of pressing her back against her headboard. She'll look down, perhaps let her eyes linger for a moment, before catching the woman's eyes again.]

Is there a reason I don't... exactly remember this?

[She won't make a move to reach for the covers; it's not as thought it would help any.] I'm sure I would have remembered a woman who-- Well.

[Isabela sits up, stretching luxuriously. Shame? What’s that?]

Either we got completely drunk off our asses and managed not to get a hangover, or the castle is up to its tricks again.

[glancing around at the Valentine’s Day decorations] Or I’ve started sleep walking right into other people’s beds. [hm] I wonder how plausible an excuse that is.

[And a glance before allowing her eyes to raise to the ceiling. Well, if she has to stretch...]

Yeah. That's one hell of a trick.

[an amused chuckle as she walks naked to the door]

It could always be worse. [and...the door doesn’t open.]

...Maybe I spoke too soon.

_{(ooc. Kalinda is black, and Isabela is this lovely color. Aw yiss. B] )}