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 Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 3:36 pm
"Designer ~." He corrected, with a bow of his hand.
Mot smirked as Lizzy made another slip. Was this common for her? She seemed a bit tipsy in the verbal grace department. "What else would I be taking off, Lizzy? That anxious to undress me?" He had to say it. She'd left herself open way too often in one day. Hey, he played along most of the time, so he was allowed. Regardless, he switched out of one trench coat and sipped into the one Lizzy handed him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 5:49 pm
"Eh... Eh?!" Her face reddened, obviously affected by Mot's words as she stared at him with an embarrassed, wide-eyed look, trying to come up with a good comeback. Her mind drew a blank, however, and in the end, she settled for looking away, her face still flushed as she quickly took the coat from Mot and slung it around her arm.
"T-That'll do," She muttered softly as he put on coat #2, "There's no need to take anything else off, really!" Her gaze went back to the boil, although she avoided his... Well, where his eyes would be as she examined the new look.
"Hmmm, I like it," She decided with a nod and a grin, her face still red from the earlier 'incident' as she continued, "Very dashing!" She could easier have been referring to his clothes, him, or both of them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 6:00 pm
Oh that was just pure gold. Lizzy's reaction garnered a smirk from Mot, restraining himself from laughing at her. It was funny, but he wasn't about to laugh.
"Oh good." Mot replied, "I'm not accustomed to disrobing in front of others." He was still teasing, but less obviously.
Mot smiled proudly, hands on his hips as he was called dashing. "Thank you! For the comment and the help, I mean." Mot looked to the other side of the room where a mirror stood, checking out the duds he was dolled out in. He approved. Not so formal he'd feel out of place, but stylish enough to pass off as suited up. "Such a productive day I've had. Outfit selected, and even got a.... partner to take along with me to Prom." He was partly teasing with the wording, since Lizzy was the one who refused to call it a date.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 6:52 pm
She couldn't help going a shade darker at the smirk, although a small part of her was relieved that he seemed to be enjoying himself. Well, enjoying her company, even if it was sort of at the expense of her.
"And I'm not used to seeing others uh, disrobe in front of me," She chirped back with a firm nod; it was true, although she had seen... Things she would rather not remember due to a certain accident, where a certain dragon had 'disrobed' accidentally for all to see. She twitched at the memory before smiling, "Why, you're very welcome~ For you, any day!"
... Nope, she would rather not 'correct' herself there. Hopefully, her slip would be able to slip by.
"No, thank you," She giggled, placing the coat she had been holding onto on the bed before turning on her heels and giving the boil a hug, smiling up at him, "For agreeing to it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:49 am
Any day, huh? Mot chuckled. "Oh good, I won't have to go through the trouble of dressing myself anymore." The funny part was that the boil wore the same thing basically everyday.
Oh boy! A hug~. Lizzy was certainly full of them. Luckily, although she was affectionate, she wasn't obnoxious about it. Mot wrapped his arms around the ghoul, looking down at her with a smile. "Hey, it worked out for me quite nicely. How could I not agree?" The thing was, he was certain she was talking about the wardrobe thing, not the date issue. Though either way, the answer was the same.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:57 am
"Don't make me want to take you shopping," She chuckled lightly, as if realizing that there's only that much one can do with a cowboil theme before running out of things to wear, "I've heard that boils generally don't like it..."
Releasing him from the hug, she then gathered Fluffy, hugging the plushie to her body before looking around, trying to see if she might had forgotten anything, "Well, I think that's all?" She turned to look at Mot as she smiled, tilting her head, "If so, I have to be somewhere before heading back, so I should probably leave~ I bet you want to get out of those clothes for now anyway." She giggled.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 3:01 am
Mot laughed, shaking his head. "I don't hate shopping. I don't do much of it, but I'm certainly not opposed to the idea of it. Honestly, I don't feel I need any more clothes." He was a boil after all, having an ample supply of clothing wasn't in his interests. Quality of quantity?
"Yes, I'd hate to mess these clothes up before prom. The less time I'm in fancy clothes when I don't have to be the better." He nodded, walking Lizzy to the door. He even opened it for the ghoul, being the gentlemen he was. "You and Fluffy take care going home."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 4:26 am
"Really? I'll have to drag you along on of these days then!" Her face lit up as she nodded; she hadn't gone shopping for male clothing before since she never had the need to, but it sounded like it would make for an interesting experience.
"Prom is not for a while though," She reminded him (and herself) as she walked to the door. Since he held it open for her, she gave him a grateful smile before walking out, stopping once she was outside to give him one last smile, "Thank you... I'll see you around!" She then made her way down the corridor slowly, almost as if she wasn't really forward to her next stop.
... Which was just next door actually.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:19 pm
"Sounds good." He nodded. Time spent with Lizzy was good no matter where it was. As far as he knew, anyway.
"True, true. But I'm not especially careful with clothes." He was a cowboil. He knew not of your tidy indoor games! Which was a lie. He knew all about indoorness. He just did not always care for it.
He smiled back at Lizzy, waving as she turned and left. With that, he closed the door to his room. It was time to get out of those stuffy dress clothes and back into his normal attire.
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