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 Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 5:56 pm
Alkaid's real reaction was a simple, dumbfounded what? but the only thing that flashed on her face was a moment of surprise accompanied by a couple of raised brows. She watched Ilmenite as he puffed on his cigarette, waiting for him to exclaim that he was simply joking, but the longer the silence stretched the more Alkaid realized he was dead serious.
"Uh," she shifted on the ledge seat as she drew the surprised brows down into a furrow instead, "I don't know." She didn't like to feel like an experiment and, more, she did not like to feel out of her element. She had never gotten drunk as a human and now, without even knowing what to expect from a normal body, he was asking a lot of her still prudish nature.
But she wanted to feel human, be human, act human. What was more human than being reckless and seeking pleasure?
She frowned and glanced sideways at him, hesitation written all over her cracked, pale face despite her best attempt at apathy. Her words contradicted it all.
"A bar, then, but we're leaving if anything.. odd happens. Got it?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 1:26 pm
His reply was a grin: sudden, open, friendly, with only the faintest hint of something wolfish behind it. That could be simply attributed to the fact that bars were Ilmenite's element, that where they made her hesitate and go uncertain, the lively nature of wherever they ended up would definitely make him feel more alive, and more grounded in his skin. An extrovert, he simply would never understand why something like that might make her uncomfortable. Couldn't. But perhaps that wasn't always a bad thing.
"You want to go now, or another night? I mean, what are you wearing under all that? Is it club appropriate?" He was probably teasing her, at least faintly, tapping off the cigarette over the edge of the roof in a careless manner. "And, I don't know, you want to bring anyone else as backup?"
A moment's hesitation, and his grin widened a notch. "I figure if things get too weird we can just drain the whole place. Win-win."
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 5:15 pm
She tilted her head as she considered the last human thing she had put on. It was probably just something simple like jeans and a sweater, but she honestly couldn't even remember. Fashion was not something Alkaid had ever cared about as Kaia and now that it was even less important to her day-to-day life? It was barely an afterthought.
"Honestly, I have no idea." She glanced down at her fuku and plucked lightly at the high, unusual waist of her skirt. "I seriously doubt it's anything you would consider appropriate, at least." She glanced sideways at him with a small, hesitant smile. "Contrary to what Chaos would have you think with an outfit like this, I'm not very flashy."
She shrugged her shoulders after she spoke, leaning back slightly on the ledge and using her hands to hold herself up at the angle. "I think I'd rather go.. another night. I probably need to mentally prepare myself before I let you drag me through some place packed with drunk, rowdy older men." Though she had to admit, it was slightly appealing if only because it was an environment she had never really seen up close. If she wanted to study human interactions, it was a good place to start. Not that Ilmenite's intentions were.. studying.
"I think you and I can handle it, though. What's a bar full of humans to two generals?" The smirk on her face covered up the hesitation swelling in her gut and her own doubts about whether or not she could really successfully pull it off. Human interactions were daunting to her.
"Maybe tomorrow night, instead?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 9:37 am
"Tomorrow night's fine, and....well, if it'd make you more comfortable, I would be perfectly willing to have it be a room full of rowdy, older gay men." His expression shifted, carefully, to feigned innocence -- to one of sacrifice. Naturally, she'd feel more comfortable with gay men, less likely to cop a feel off of a cute young girl. It had absolutely nothing to do with his own personal preferences. Obviously. He pulled on the cigarette, shifting where he stood, and considered wardrobe, features fading back toward something more thoughtful. Playing around a bit less. "Wear whatever you want, I was mostly joking. I usually make some effort with a tie, but that's about it." felyn I'm marking this thread as 'inactive' in my list; if you tag, please let me know via IM or quote? also, we could wrap it up if you want, it's probably near the end.
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