Tenth Position •~• Nina •~• Valse Noire [In person]

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[Emerging out of Nina's room is...Nina. But, isn't. Instead of her usual dress, the young dancer is clad in the Black Swan's costume, and has  a different air about her. She seems more at ease, more sensual and seductive. As if nothing in the world could trouble her, and as if she owned that world entirely.

Looking around at her environment, she smiles a smile of the devil as she cracks her neck gently. So, it was this Manor again, was it..? It felt like only yesterday she was last here...

Her nails run down the banister with tantalising anticipation, her steps smooth, graceful and slow..]


((Ffft oh God Canon bumped Nina....please forgive any major fails but feel free to say Hi~!))

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[In Person]

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[Well lucky for you, Mr Pyramid 'My hills are silent' Head, she finds you kind of alluring as well.

Not in the same way, but, this is Nina getting up close in your personal bubble, hands on either side of the helmet. She's not pulling at it, just touching it, trying to look underneath after a moment]

[In Person]

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[He groans from under the helmet, writhing away from her grip. From underneath the helmet a long thin black thing snakes it's way out. It's indiscernible if it's a tongue or a tentacle. It flicks back and forth, seemingly trying to get her to back off.

Though the hand at her wrist was another testament to the notion.]

[In Person]

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[Don't worry PH, she wasn't pulling at your helmet, or even gripping it that hard. But hey, she doesn't seem to mind the tonuge/tentacle..thing.

Okay, so, she wasn't expecting it. But then again, what WAS one meant to expect?

She just looks at his hand wrapped around her wrist curiously

B'aaw, he likes to hold hands~?

[In Person]

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[He moves Nina's hand from his helmet in a way that can't be seen to be rough or gentle in the slightest. Forcibly enough to make a point that no one could touch it. Only he knew what was under his helmet, allegedly there were spikes in it that stuck into his head. Naturally he would have been touchy about people going near it.

The tongue flicked and then went for her neck. It wrapped itself around it tightly and hoisted her up, giving a low growl as he did.]

[In Person]

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[Despite the warning radiating from the action, Nina can only laugh breathlessy]

I'm sure I won't be the first to tell you that you're rather talented with this thing..~

[Her words start to slip into a soft, siren-like hum (the finale of 'Swan Lake') as her eyes flutter shut, though it's uncertain whether or not this is by choice, or because she's starting to lose air]

[In Person]

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[Seeing the effect it was having gave Pyramid Head the satisfaction needed and begun to lower her to the floor once more. He'd made his point.
As flattering as the perverse humour was, it was the least of his concerns. This attitude, it still bothered him as it gnarled at the back of his mind. Did she count as a sinner? A threat? No, this was someone that he couldn't do anything for.

He growls under the helmet, taking a step back so he can set her back down on the first step.]

[In Person]

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[What's that, Pyramid head? You want her to hug you with her legs?

Well, don't mind if she does 8D.

His height certainly helped, and soon enough, her legs are wrapped securely around his waist. Teasingly, she runs her nails up his arm, since his long, hard, head helmet was off limits]

[In Person]

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[The executioner staggered back and waved his arms sporadically for balance. If he had visible eyes, they'd be narrowed, scrutinising her. Whilst he wasn't one for obliging should someone have desires, he'd certainly never had anything come onto him.

As well as being a punisher he was to act upon James' sexual repression. If she insisted then he couldn't reject such a kind offer could he?

Carefully he looped an arm under her, just to give her some extra support as he began the ascent up the stairs. Normally he wouldn't care about the location, but here wasn't his home, nor his playground to make a spectacle of someone unless they deserved it.]