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[wilder]

[Backdated to very early this morning]

[Zelos was pretty used to waking up in strange beds or not beds at all. So when he opens his eyes to see a ceiling that he doesn't recognize, it doesn't phase him too much. Not like he had paid any mind to the ceiling anyway. He starts to stretch a little, waking up, and only when does he glance over to the person who is still asleep in his bed does he give pause]

Huh...

[There's a brief pause as he considers this; finally speaking to himself since he's under the assumption the person in bed is still asleep.]

I could've sworn you were blond last night...

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[both_neither]

[Gren had never really slept that well since prison. The nightmares were less of a problem, but he still seemed to wake up early, as if his mind was simply avoiding the possibility of a bad dream.

He was aware of Zelos as soon as the other man shifted next to him, but he continued to lay there, body tensed for a possible fight.

He didn't react much to the voice, though his eyes opened a fraction]

I could have sworn I was alone last night.

[wilder]

[!!!!!]

[Sitting up in bed, was that a man's voice-?!]

Whoa!

This is an unexpected twist.

[both_neither]

[One of many, Zelos...one of many...

He doesn't move except to put an arm over his chest, casually checking that's he's still covered by the blankets. The slight sense of panic doesn't show on his face.]

You're telling me.

[wilder]

[he meanwhile is looking for his clothes. Crap where are they?!]

Yeah well...sorry to uh, wake you. I'll get outta your hair.

[both_neither]

[Probably not here, given this isn't your room.

Speaking of which, Gren is sitting up a little now a taking in what the castle has done to it. Red satin sheets? Vases of roses on the side tables? And were those tiny gold cupids hanging from the ceiling? Good lord...]

Don't let me rush you.

[wilder]

Oh I'm good with rushing myself! No worries... heh heh.

[Since this will possibly end up being one of those incidents he never hears the end of! And no clothes huh? Since this is probably the castle...he wishes for a t-shirt and pair of pants. Something he can very quickly put on]

[And no he hasn't noticed the decorations yet sdfkjlsd]

[both_neither]

[Gren sits up and watches Zelos idly, still not sure what to make of all this yet, but he has a suspicion that it's not going to be so easy.

Yeah he might have checked Zelos out for a second here.

He clears his throat.]

Not to interrupt your rushing, but...how did you end up in here?

[wilder]

[Zelos would not blame you if you did! He knows he's hot and he's not really caring too much about modesty while putting the clothes on- MODESTY MEANS YOU GOT SOMETHING TO HIDE!!]

I got no idea! Last I remember, I was in the city at a- well, definitely in the city.

[And as soon as his pants on, he's heading over to the door to try it out- to discover it's locked]

-- Uh oh.

[both_neither]

[And there's the catch.

Gren puts a hand over his face and fights the urge to scream into the pillow]

We're locked in, aren't we?

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[wilder]

[Oh he wouldn't blame you. He pauses at the question, before rapid trying to pull the door open- struggling to do so for a good thirty seconds. It doesn't work very well]

C'mon dammit!

[wilder]

[And when that doesn't seem to work, he'll suddenly stop, straighten himself up- turning around to try to look very collected]

...Yeeep.

[both_neither]

[Suddenly this is a game to see who has the best pokerface. So far you aren't winning, dude]

How about the window?

[No, he's not going to check it himself]

[wilder]

[He sighs] If the door is locked, the window will be too.

[He'll actually pay attention to the room and the other person in it. Oh wow is this kind of theme room? He really hopes that's the castle doing and not this guy. ]

[both_neither]

[Yeah, he was afraid of that.

Gren turns and swings his feet over the edge of the bed, casually...dragging the blanket with him.]

I'm going to guess this has something to do with the holiday, and that we're going to be here awhile.

[wryly] Hope you didn't have any special plans.

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[wilder]

[He meanwhile is watching the guy now. Definitely male, there's an adam's apple. Older than Zelos, he'd estimate about late twenties to early thirties (assuming of course he was human). Taller and bigger than Zelos, in shape too. Long hair, about as long as his and well kept, but not enough so to suggest that the guy is either rich or has nothing better to do with his life. Had to discern more about the guy for now...need more information.]

[But why was he covering his chest with the blanket? Even when getting up? That's a rather strange act for a guy who is sleeping in the nude or his underwear. Maybe he's got something to hide there...?]

[wilder]

[But that observation thing? only lasted about a second before he is back to his dumb shrug and dramatic sigh]

Only some unique inter-world diplomacy tactics...but I'm sure I can reschedule.

But why are we stuck together? No offense, you're not my type.

[both_neither]

Sorry about that. [He's not going to bother denying Zelos isn't his type. He might be a lot of things, but a liar isn't one of them.] Maybe there was a mix-up with the castle's dating service. Or whatever this is.

[Not that he really remembers what it's like to have a type.]

[wilder]

It's fine. [He shrugs] The castle is supposed to be annoying, right? We'll just sit it out and wait.

Just try not to fall for me~! ♥

[both_neither]

[Your ego will probably prevent that from happening, Zelos]

I'll do my best. No promises, though.

[He sighs and stands up, throwing the blanket over his shoulders like this was something he did every day, and casually makes his way towards the bathroom. If he got in there he could get his bindings on and actually be able to relax a little]

[wilder]

[...hmm yep, definitely hiding something under there. Interesting, but not really his problem]

Okay~!

[He meanwhile is going to explore the room, try to figure out what is going on here and if he can snoop]

[both_neither]

[Gren has really been here long enough to make much of an imprint on his, nor has he really wanted to. If Zelos should peek in the bedside table, however, he'll find an old photograph, suspiciously torn down the middle and then taped back together. Gren himself is in the foreground, dressed as a soldier, a gun propped against his shoulder and a small smile on his face. The second soldier in the photo is turned slightly away, and all that can be seen of his face is a fall of silver hair and a stern expression.

Meanwhile, Gren sheds the blanket and gets his bandages in place. He takes his time with the task, along with the usual various morning rituals, giving Zelos more than enough time to look around.

By the time he opens the door he seems calmer, though still dressed in his t-shirt and boxers The blanket is draped over his shoulders like a cloak instead of wrapped around him, and he leans against the doorframe with a sigh.]

So what's your name? I suppose if we're going to be stuck here for however long we might as well try to be friendly.

[wilder]

[He does notice the photo, and takes a glance at it. The tech is weird, he has no idea what a photography is- though it looks like a VERY realistic painting. He doesn't recognize the guns or that these are soldier uniforms- but he's guessing some kind of fighting group since whatever that item is- it does not look like it's for happiness and love. The tearing and taping is interesting- a moment of emotions followed by regret? Hmmm]

[But by the time Gren is out, Zelos has already made himself comfortable on a chair. He does a casual grin when Gren speaks]

Friendly's fine with me! I'm Zelos. Who are you?

[both_neither]

Name's Gren. And I guess I'll be your roommate for the duration.

[wilder]

It looks like~!

Any idea how long this'll be?

[both_neither]

[He shakes his head]

Sorry, haven't unlocked the castle's mysteries yet.

[He wanders over to the wardrobe in a casual fashion, as if hadn't been suffering from a severe case of modesty not five minutes ago]