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Post by thunder on Aug 17, 2015 0:53:47 GMT -5
Maybe she would have joined him if it was any other time. But they seemed to be laying it out on the table and measuring which of them happened to be bigger. Question was, did he have the bite to back up his bark?
Oh, so now he was just being a shit. And she didn't much like that answer. Besides, her device happened to be in the same room. At that point, killing time was the objective. It wasn't often she got to play. Especially not with silly pretty boys that thought they knew how to control a room.
"Bzzzt. Wrong answer, pretty boy. Now you're stuck with me." She leaned on a hand and kept her eyes on his face. He had nicely colored eyes, she had to admit. Gene mods? Not that she could say much with her red eyes. Even if he gave her a normal answer, and not something entirely smartassed, she still wouldn't have left. After all, she couldn't leave yet. That was her excuse anyway.
"Threat is such a strong word. I prefer the term... Insurance." Her own brow raised as he took hold of the taser again. A laugh pulled out of her, keeping her stance casual. Until he started to sit up. Her body tenses, one hand gripping the edge of the tub tightly. Oh god, don't stand up. Please don't stand up.
"I'm sure that's not the only thing you could turn on." Wait shit, no. She hadn't meant to say it like that. But she let a lazy smile spread across her face, totally playing off her words. Fighting the growing embarrassment of him eventually standing up, she kept her position in hopes he wouldn't do so. Because if he did, her face would be right at his... Nope, don't think about it. Shit, her face was starting to turn slightly red - she could feel it.
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Post by Enchilada on Aug 17, 2015 1:16:21 GMT -5
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Post by thunder on Aug 17, 2015 1:44:32 GMT -5
"I can think of a few things if you were willing to work at it." Were they having a staring contest, or what? They didn't seem to want to look away. Maybe because he was naked. More than likely that detail had something to do with it. And were they flirting now. What the hell was even going on anymore.
"Needing a cold shower?" She doubted it, but the words fit in with their banter. But he was actually going to get up. Shit shit shit shi-- Wait, was he actually getting out.
"I mean if you want to show me what all you've got... I wouldn't mind." She muttered under her breathe, not even fighting as he placed a hand over her eyes. The heat of his hand only made the redness in her cheeks grow more, and not to even mention what he said. She had seen a dick before. She had seen multiple ones. Maybe not in this situation, but that wasn't the point.
Point being pretty boy was naked, covering her eyes to hide his shame, more than likely smearing her makeup all over her face as well. Hopefully he didn't mind black and red on his palm. Just meant he'd need another bath. Or at least the wash his hands off. God, she'd need to wash her face - When was the last time someone had seen her without makeup? She couldn't recall.
"So is this how you greet all of your guests, or can I count myself among the special few?" She smirked, blinking under his palm. She could feel her eyelashes brushing against his hand, and she had to admit being blinded was kinda nice. Wait, no. That wasn't something she needed to think about right then. "By the way, do you even have a towel? I didn't see one when I came in."
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Post by Enchilada on Aug 21, 2015 2:03:54 GMT -5
[/s] girl right out of the bathtub, but really, he supposed that spoke volumes toward how much he'd improved in the socializing category. She'd seemed so pissy and hot-headed at the beginning that he was starting to think he'd somehow found her weak spot. That was okay with him. After all, the more malleable, the better. (WAIT WAIT NOT IN THAT PERVY WAY--- -eyebrow waggles-) He was going to be honest though, this wasn't really the situation in which he wanted to be...showing off...like she was suggesting. Not like he wasn't confident, but it was a bit out of a comic scene if he agreed like 'sure, have a look i'm right here' yeah no that was pretty weird. Kris was cool. He didn't do weird."Wouldn't mind, huh? I hear that a lot." Kris mused aloud, low, eyes sparkling mischievously as he maneuvered over, thanking god he had long arms and could still keep a hand over her eyes as he searched for a towel, (anything, really, he wasn't putting on his dirty clothes again) in the bath area. "I'll keep that in mind, then~" Ah, there it was - in a lidded wicker basket, covered by said dirty laundry. Unfortunately, this next task required two hands, and Kris only had...one available. He closed his eyes momentarily in resignation, then slowly maneuvered the girl, pushing gently, to the other side of the screen. "Most guests don't enter without knocking," Kris responded, finally taking away his hand and making a face at the residue, which he promptly scrubbed in the remaining bathwater, swirling diluted black and red makeup in its ripples. Well, at least his hand smelled nice from the soap. If she'd really wanted to sleep with him, there was...well, the bath tub, and the couch. One of which had experienced plenty of action in its years...Kris had lost count. But a good question. "Towels are overrated." Kris laughed lightly from the other side of the screen, hastily flinging his laundry onto the ground before flipping the lid to grab a towel and wrapping it around his waist, tucking in the end so it stayed. He wasn't going to go for clean clothes - they were in his secret room, which he wasn't about to go showing a complete stranger. Well, almost complete - they'd had quite a nice impromptu bonding session over his lack of clothing. And wetness. not like that.Kris appeared in the open, a hand running through his still-wet hair, one hand on his waist a moss-green towel wrapped around his lower section. The one-piece outfit showed off his muscles quite admirably, even he had to admit. Mmm. Even so, he hadn't even gotten to dry off properly, dangit.[/ul] |
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Post by thunder on Aug 24, 2015 1:54:41 GMT -5
"Not as often as you say, I'm sure. You're a pretty boy, but that attitude could use a bit of work." He could say he heard people not minding all he wanted, but she was still standing there with his hand over her eyes to save her 'chastity'. Cute kid, she had to admit. Not that she was thinking about the fact he was naked or anything. God no. Ah, but she did at least comply with him moving her back. Each step she took was careful and measured so as not to fall,
She blinked through her fingers at him striking a pose, though the slight redness of her cheeks couldn't be seen because of her hands covering the smeared makeup. There was black and red all over her face, hell it might have even been in her hair with how low her bangs were. She needed to wash her face. Ugh. Annoying.
"So while I appreciate the view as much as anyone else that finds you attractive, I'd prefer to do so without the threat of makeup going in my eyes so... Hold that thought." She didn't even wait to ask for permission, instead just turning on her heel and moving past the screen towards his tub. She turned to water on and quickly splashed her face. From her back pocket, she pulled out a black handkerchief and wiped her face off, doing her best in the hopes all of her makeup had been taken off.
"Now then, since you're finally out of your bath..." She shoved the cloth back into her pocket and moved back past the screen, unaware of the bits of black and red still smeared across the apex of her cheek. Her eyelashes were back to being their usual white color, and the black lipstick was all but gone, save for a slight dark tint on to cover the usual pink color. Not that it mattered, she wasn't there to look flawless. She just wanted her device back.
"We've got something interesting to talk about. Which happens to be something you stole. And it's in this room, if my tracker is correct, and it always is. I can take it and go, or you can point me in the direction of your boss. As much as I'd enjoy spending the day with you behind closed doors, I did come here for a reason." Or, she assumed it was in that room. The signal was coming from something close by, but she didn't exactly see a door. Could it have been in another room? |
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