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( Ever since Adalinda arrived here, she's mostly staying out of sight and keeping to herself -- keeping away from people. If anyone attempted to talk to her up to this point or noticed her hovering close to them while they spoke to someone, she'll feign needing to be somewhere else and get the hell out of there before she can be confronted.

Until she gets her bearings and knows she won't lose her cool at the sight of anything/anyone/whatever, she needs to be by herself and think over the events that lead up to this. Because seriously! Wings on her back? This fancy journal machine... thing that seems to be able to contact others after she carefully inspected it? This sure as hell isn't Germany.

She finally comes to the conclusion that this isn't some sort of elaborate scheme hatched out by the Woman or this is some sort of dying dream she's having. Good for her? Bad for her? Who knows. All she's certain of is that there's a lot of places to explore but sticks to the buildings and houses and you know. Signs of life in this place. Seeing how she's possibly the only member in the Doe gang to be here, she can't afford risking the possibility of getting in trouble until her friends arrived to get her. One way or another. )

I suppose I have to make the most out of this until James or Josie get me out of this mess. Hell, I'll take up Jacob's help if it means getting nagged by him. First things first...

( She gives a distasteful look at her new outfit. One thing she cannot abide is being stuck with the clothes she finds herself wearing and careful inspection of the place she woke up this morning reveals no signs of her original outfit.

So rain or not she'll be heading to the Clothing Shop to find something nicer to wear and then check out the Welcome Center after hearing about it here and there. For now she'll duck into buildings or go closer to houses in a subtle attempt to inspect them, scout them out. She's no Point Person but she reckons she can pick up a thing or two from what she may 'accidentally' see or 'overhear'.

That and the rain was annoying to deal with how it made her hair get so matted and tangled and she wanted as much shelter from the weather as possible until she got to her destinations. She has a feeling this place doesn't have her brand of hair products. Great. )

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I would love to know how you would do it. What is your method of making them come back? With those stars still in their eyes? Where I am from, I was taught that people are always eager to return to you when one... Leaves them questioning what could happen next. Tantalize them, leave them on a cliffhanger so to speak.

Mmhm.

[Speaking of leaving her wanting more, he proceeds to say nothing else on the subject and arrives upon a a button up shirt that he already decided he wasn't interested in about a half hour ago. Upon reconsidering it, he determines he was right to do so.]

( Aaaah. So that's how it goes? Adalinda supposes she should have seen that coming. She looks at the clothes herself, selecting a short dress and pressing it tight as she could against her frame to see if it'll compliment her figure. While she does that she speaks, her tone airy and playful. )

That's one way to give an example of your approach, I suppose. I always did like a man of action more when it came to... Enjoying some time with them.

Tsk tsk, only just arrived and you're already looking for a good time.

[His gentle chastising is playful. More importantly, the direction his eyes take certainly suggest he approves of her choice in a dress. Short is good.]

( Short is functional, fashionable, easier to manage. She gives a convincing expression of bashful repentance before a mirthful expression swiftly takes over. )

Forgive me, Monsieur Horner, but it's in my culture to always be on the lookout for good time. ( And in a place like this, she'll be on constant alert. Can't blame a girl for trying to have some fun here. ) And to make sure that others experience the pleasure with me. 'Sharing is caring' is how that phrase in America goes no?

Then I'd suggest you hurry and put that dress on, so we can skip to taking it back off of you.

This is such a pretty dress. I'll hate to see it in such a disheveled state so quickly. ( She lowers the dress she's wearing and smooths out her current one. A few more times than needed but hopefully the message is across. )

On the other hand, I think this is more reusable garment for what might happen next. ( Clothes shopping? It could wait for a bit. But she'll see how this will go first. )

[His eyes temporarily darted to the back of the store, back to the changing rooms. The clothing store was empty, to be sure, but a smidge of privacy never hurt anyone. His gaze returned to her, a knowing grin painted on his face. He folded his arms behind him as he started to stroll to the back of the store.]

Then I'll just have to help you change.

( She follows him, looking behind her one last time to make sure no one else was here in the store with them. It would be a drag for this encounter to end before anything really happened. )

What a gentleman you are to help me. Don't feel afraid of being a little rough with me when helping me out of this. ( A flash of a teasing grin, a wink. ) I always did appreciate a hands on type of man.

Don't you worry, Addie. No one can accuse me of being gentle.

[He stood at the door to the dressing room, hand draped on the top of it to keep it open. His eyes were on her, but his attention was on the entrance of the shop, just to be absolutely certain they had privacy.]

Excellent. I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun then.

( With that Adalinda enters the dressing room first, 'adjusting' her outfit already. In the process of it, her hand 'accidentally' touches his waist and gently drags across it as she tries to fix up. )

And don't you worry about any surprise visitors, my dear. I think we're all alone for a little while.

[Jack places his hands around either sides of her shoulders as his hands move around, looping his fingers around the hem of her collar. The question is, to tear or to pull off?]

Good to know. So answer me this. Any chance you would miss this dress?

( Addie bats her eyes at him as she places her hands against his chest and gives him her prettiest, most devious smile. With a little bit of effort, she moves so she can have her lips against the shell of his ear to whisper in a low and hot manner: )

Hmmm. The riddle of the ages, no? ( One hand lazily tracing circles and patterns, spelling out dirty words on his chest while the other hand goes down south. ) I don't think I'll mind too much if what happens after proves worth it.

I think I can make it worth it.

[With an all too eager smile, Jack strokes his hands alongside her shoulders before resting his fingers along them hem of the dress's collar. With one finger touched under each side, he abruptly rips it apart with the same ease one would tear apart a tissue. As he continues to tear it from top to bottom, he buries his face along her neck, kissing and nibbling her skin.]

{ She has to laugh out at the sudden rip of her dress, something out of a romance novel in her opinion, but it descends to a breathy moan of delight at his ministrations. He definitely had energy to him, she's more than eager to admit.

Tilting her head up to give him better access to her neck, she begins moving her body against his to get the remains of her outfit off her person and to let him feel her curves some more. Addie encourages him with how her hands wander to his clothes, touching and pressing her skilled fingers in what she thinks are the right places, and tries to help him out of them. Can't allow herself to have all the fun.

Safe to say: They might be there for a while. And a time well spent. }

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