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Sasha allowed her hair to fall into her face, as she could still feel her cheeks burning. You would think that she could have enough control to keep herself from kissing! She was mad at herself for nearly brushing her lips against his and for blushing. She never blushed. Only falsely when it was necessary to woe someone. Her fingers began to move quicker as she, rare as it was, became lost in her thoughts. Her body always interpreted her emotions. Usually, it expressed them through sex, but little things, like walking or pouring coffee were affected equally. What could the blush have meant? For a moment, a thought appeared that it was possibly from more than just embarrassment from her lack of control. Before a suggestion as to what it was from however came, a flurry of denials stampeded.

Zenith stood just outside of the sliding glass door, which lead from the kitchen to the patio overlooking the gardens. The sky overhead was dark and cloudless. A multitude of twinkling beacons were scattered across the cavernous obsidian skyline. Trees which bordered the garden in a neat and orderly way - uncharacteristic of nature - were swinging and buffeting majestically in the wind. Light spilled out from the bright kitchen onto the paved patio and cast a long shadow of Zenith's form across the ground.

Zenith had been standing outside the kitchen for merely a few minutes, the gardens were empty and a small stream of smoke cascaded upwards from the lit cigarette in his hand. He took a final drag and exhaled, before flicking the remains of the cigarette into a nearby bin. He sighed, feeling considerably better now. He had taken the departure of Dakota and the others as a good opportunity to settle his craving before heading to the conference room. He figured that it would take a few minutes for everyone to make their way down to the room anyway. He was sure he would not be the last one to arrive. After a moment of silently enjoying the peaceful night outside the door, Zenith turned and headed back into the kitchen.

He poured himself another coffee and headed down the hallway to the conference room. Opening the door he slipped inside quietly to find that only the group from the kitchen was already here. He smiled at Dakota apologetically before taking a seat beside her. Sitting quietly with legs crossed, he waited for the others to arrive and resisted the temptation to drum his fingers on the table.

Zenith shifted in his chair, stretching his legs under the table. Although mentally he wasn't tired due to the caffeine in his system, he still showed the physical signs of tiredness. Caffeine couldn't stop that, so he frequently felt the compulsion to stretch his legs and his eyes felt achy. He assumed the achy feeling was what tired eyes felt like once you removed the mental fatigue.

It had occurred to him that he might smell of smoke, but he had hoped that having the cigarette outside would minimize that. He doubted anyone would say anything about it anyway, they would probably just be disappointed with him silently. He couldn't decide if that was better than a vocal protest or not. He didn't like people judging him.

He turned slightly as Dakota spoke to him. "I don't have a clue. I wouldn't blame them, it's very late and we're the only ones who have had any coffee." He smiled and took his cup up off the table, sipping at the coffee lovingly. "What do you need to talk to us about anyway?"

What timing! Zenith arrived mere moments after Sasha ceased massaging. At least he had been saved from more time of self-conscious and childish behavior in front of his colleagues and employer. He gave Zenith an acknowledging nod, but whether or not the man noticed it as he entered Isaac did not know for he did not receive a response. That was alright, of course. Isaac was a quiet and subtle person most often.

Full body massage. He blinked, wondering where those words had come from... Sasha! His gaze veered left and met the eyes of the woman sitting beside him. He raised an eyebrow as well and was about to ask 'Do you do foot massages?' but Sasha got caught up in conversation with the others, so he remained silent.

(( Nothing in the limo. Just a bunch of flirting with Sasha and Isaac, revealing they've spent some time together. And it's been revealed that Zenith doesn't quite like Sasha because of her habits/hobbies. Dakota's called a meeting in the mansion, so everyone's gathering to a conference room. I think everyone in the limo is waiting for a time jump or something. *hinthint* ))

((Maybe the limo will arrive after the meeting? Sorry, I guess I'm lucky that I have both.))

Sasha turned around, this time aware enough to sense Nicky enter the room, she flashed her a smile, then raised an eyebrow, "Where'd your dress go?" It looked as if she'd tried to find the complete opposite outfit. Did she 'switch' places? So they had a difference in taste? She must have more clothes that Sasha did. God, was the first actually a guy? That was enough to give her a headache.

((Hey, Eclipse. I just got a PM saying it's your birthday tomorrow. Is that true?))

Yoh was, as usual, dressed in casual jeans(for some unknown reason, they were green, but I digress) and a longsleved button shirt, which he was leaving open for no reason other than that it 'looked epic'. The bearclaw necklace, which he hardly ever removed, swung around his pale chest(and it was pale). All in all, he thought he looked pretty good. Too bad he was going to an important meeting, and couldn't bring his headphones. Whatever. He'd probably fall asleep anyway.

Yoh shrugged, checked himself out in the mirror one last time, then trudged on downstairs. He was pretty sure he was late, but then, so was everyone else who hated these meetings. So, when he threw open the door and called, "I'm here! You can love me now!" he didn't really expect anyone to applaud.