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Post by Guest on Sat Feb 23, 2013 3:32 pm

A kiss. A sigh. The wrinkling of clothes. Bodies rubbing against each other. The feeling of hot tongues wrestling inside the hot cavern called the mouth. A rough and callused hand was working its way up her thigh and under her skirt. The owner of the hand pulled back the waistband of her panties and released it, causing it to snap against her skin. A light stinging sensation followed. The other hand was unbuttoning her blouse. Her panties were sliding down her legs now. They stopped at her ankles. The hands were unbuttoning their owner's belt buckle now.

Pierce Tián-Yé was in the men's bathroom of a restaurant. A nice one too. She was supposed to be on a date. Not the usual ones where they'd talk for awhile and then go to Pierce's hotel to screw. A real one. A real, honest to god, date. One where someone had asked her out not just to have a one-night stand, but because they had an interest in her. She had been sitting out there for an hour. Her date never showed. Pierce got stood up. A man came over to "console her". Now they were in the bathroom, about to have sex against the wall of the bathroom stall.

As the man was lowering his pants and undressing Pierce, she thought about her life and why she was doing this. Why did she let this man take her into a dirty public bathroom to have his way with her? Why does she do this to herself...? To have an illusion of feeling loved and wanted right? Then, why wasn't it working tonight? Why was she absolutely repulsed by this man? Dear god, she couldn't stand him one bit. His hands felt diseased, and whenever he touched her he infected her. It was disgusting.

"Stop.. we're done," Pierce muttered as she pulled away from the man. He stared at her in disbelief. "What? I thought you said we could-" "I KNOW WHAT I SAID! JUST GET OUT OKAY!?" Pierce lost her cool. She never lost her cool. The man quickly pulled up his drawers, fixed his tie, and left Pierce alone in the bathroom stall. Pierce was breaking. She was shattering. Oh god, everything was spinning. Pierce needed to sit down. She sat down on the toilet, her panties still around her ankles, and just started to sob uncontrollably. She couldn't stop now. Reality had finally caught up to her, and she just COULDN'T stop.

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Post by Guest on Sun Feb 24, 2013 5:47 am

Was that... crying from the men's room? A woman crying, no less? Pausing at the door, he briefly considered what he would do. He couldn't simply ignore it, but was he really in a state to deal with it himself?

Alex had decided to spend the evening at a nice restaurant he'd heard about in Creta. Though it wasn't part of the job description, he enjoyed finding various places fit for Amestrian militants to visit. Occasionally he opted to write rather detailed reviews, which he posted online, but he wasn't quite sure what he would say about this one. If he had to be completely honest, his mind was elsewhere. For any other person, this was a harmless thing. Unfortunately for the militant, however, in his case, this was not simply harmless daydreaming. He'd felt stressed and was still dealing with jet lag, so he had forgotten to reset the alarms on his phone. Consequently he'd forgotten to take his medications... both of them. Though it was rare for him not to take them, he usually only did so on purpose to avoid dealing with the side effects.

His dislike was mostly reserved for the lithium, which was the drug he had to take for his bi-polar disorder. The other, an anticonvulsant, was there to help him with his seizures. It had been one of those nights where neglecting to take the medications allowed the seizures to set in. A concerned waiter had stopped by occasionally, asking if the young man was okay, which was first met by silence, later by a gentle wave of a hand and a nod. He didn't want the staff to be worried or feel uncomfortable around him, so he asked for his check after completing half of his meal (he didn't have much of an appetite anyway) and after paying, decided to stop by the men's room before leaving. A rather disgruntled looking man had left, still adjusting his clothing and cursing under his breath. At first, Alex hadn't thought anything of it, but the crying left him rather apprehensive.

Deciding that there really was no way he'd be able to ignore the crying, he pushed the door open and walked in. What he saw shocked him at first, leading him to believe that his suspicions were correct. Under the stall, he could see that the woman's panties were at her ankles, and after connecting the dots, he'd concluded that what happened here was of criminal nature. Though he'd never experienced anything of the sort himself, he knew that some victims blamed themselves and occasionally committed suicide as a result. Hoping to prevent that, he walked up to the stall and gave a few soft knocks on the frame, keeping his eyes away from the woman inside.

"Are you alright in there? Do I need to call an ambulance, or the authorities, perhaps?" He hoped that this ordeal would be over soon, as he didn't trust himself to stay around such large groups of people - or people in general - when he hadn't taken his lithium. The seizures he could generally cope with, but he always felt guilty if he succumbed to his disorder.

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Post by Guest on Sun Feb 24, 2013 2:15 pm

"Are you alright in there? Do I need to call an ambulance, or the authorities, perhaps?"

Pierce ceased her sobbing and looked around. Shit, someone was in here. Not good! Now that she thought about it, this situation did certainly look like something else occurred. Pierce did not want to deal with the cops. Ugh, Pierce wished people would mind their own business more often. Pierce can't even sit down in the men's bathroom and have a good cry anymore now can she?

"No, no don't call the cops. I'm fine," Pierce mumbled in a monotone voice. She stood, pulled her up panties, fixed her shirt and hair, and opened the door. Once the door swung open, her blue-green eyes met with pretty brown ones. There was a young man standing there. He was a tad bit shorter than Pierce. He wasn't bad looking either. He was rather delicate looking though. How old was he? Ugh, didn't matter. Pierce was done with men for the night. Even the cute little ones.

Pierce sighed and averted her eyes from the box, putting a hand to her forehead and pushing the bangs out of her face. "Nothing is wrong, no need to worry about it kid. Just dealing with some... jerks. Thanks for the concern though. I'm fine." She walked past him and went over to the sink, turning it on and throwing some water on her face to clean the salty tears off. Fine, Pierce would be fine. She'd go home, get some rest, and be back to normal before you know it. Yeah....

Damn, she needed a drink. That mini fridge at her hotel was gonna get cleared. Tonight, she was gonna get plastered. Oh man, that sounded awesome at the moment. To just drink without a care. Nobody around to hog the booze either. Nope, she'd get to wake up guilt free. That mini fridge just seemed to be calling her name now. Pierce could almost feel the vodka burning her throat.

Pierce hastily grabbed a paper towel and wiped the water off her face. A few pieces of wet hair clung to her forehead. She quickly swiped those off to the side. "See ya kid." And without another word, she left. Pierce hadn't ordered anything while she was at the restaurant, so no worries about a bill to pay.

It wasn't until Pierce had reached her hotel that she had a suddenly sickening realization. Her purse. She had left it in the bathroom! Dear lord, Pierce wanted to CUT SOMEONE. This day had gone from terrible, to sickening, to just SUCKING BALLS. Her room key, her phone, her money, her cigarettes, and everything else important was in there! Pierce turned on her heel, and quickly started making her way back. Hopefully nobody had stolen it.



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Post by Iris on Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:07 pm

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Post by Guest on Sat Apr 13, 2013 8:22 pm

As the young woman emerged from the stall, doubts lingered in Alex's mind. Though she told him not to call the cops, that was what he'd thought would be the best course of action. Not that his opinion mattered much in this case, as her refusal had been enough to deter him from doing so. He would rather respect the woman's wishes if only to avoid more trouble and more interaction, as he could only stand so much human contact without his meds. Not because he had social anxiety, of course, but because the smallest thing could set him off, and that was far from desirable. Her blue eyes had set upon his brown ones and lingered for a moment while she spoke before she made her way to one of the sinks. It was clear that she was stressed, but was it really his place to make such judgments?

Shaking his head to answer his own mental question, the militant watched as the blue-haired woman had her way out of the restroom, much to the surprise of another man that had made his way inside almost simultaneously. As the younger male shook his head, the other shrugged and made his way into the first stall. With a sigh, Alex turned around and, though hesitant, opened the door to the stall that the woman had been in, stepping inside. Locking the door behind him, he looked down and noticed the lump of cloth. Wait, was that a purse? Putting a hand to his face, the young male took care of the more urgent matter before washing his hands and exiting the restaurant, bag in tow.

As he stood outside, he reluctantly opened the contraption and began searching for some sort of identification. Though her cell phone was still in it, if he could get a name, he'd likely be able to ask around, perhaps at the local police station. The irony of it all was amusing, but before long he stood there, appearing to daydream once more.

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