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 Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 7:53 pm
Lou's eyes narrowed as Sio's response was both unexpected yet somewhat predictable. She did seem like a pretty simple ghoul after all.
Now, this is the part where other guys were supposed to piddle-fart around the subject. Making hints, lewd gestures. All that stuff. But Lou? Lou only had so much time for games like that, and this young ghoul wasn't what one would consider the best candidate for cerebral pokes and comments with double meanings.
Gently placing Stiletto back in his pocket, the boil grinned. "Lou. But you can call me hot stuff. And I have sex for fun. That's really what I was trying to get at." Did he do other things for fun? Yes. But not many things that really required two people.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 8:16 pm
Lou! So his name was Lo----
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"O-ooooh.." Siobhan placed a hand over her mouth, her skin flushing blue in response. "Oh my..." Goodness! She had never been asked that before! Oh dear. "I am sorry, Lou! But I will not give my body in exchange for shoes." She said without batting an eye. "I am deeply sorry! Forgive me." She bowed her head, nervously fiddling with the front of her dress.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 8:32 pm
Hah! Holy s**t, she was apologizing? Lou didn't know whether to laugh or... Or what to do, really. At least her blush was mildly amusing.
Raising a brow, the boil shrugged. "And you should be. I happen to be amazing in bed." Yes, that was the right reaction. Very Lou-esque. And that was apparently all he would say on the subject. His suggestions didn't illicit any desired reaction in her, so why keep it up?
Clapping his hands together, he looked out the window of the electronics store to spot the nearest place for shoe shopping. "Now lets get you some kicks, blueberry." And he still intended to buy shoes today. Whether they were for him or not.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 9:38 pm
Amazing? Oh my.. He must have read SO MANY dirty magazines to get that good.. intriguing.
"What? You mean I am still getting shoes?" She asked, ready to follow him where ever he went. "You do not require an exchange?" Not that she was willing to do anything.
"I have read many magazines, but never has it prepared me for shoe shopping with a boil..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 3:39 pm
Many, many dirty magazines. The amount of time he had wasted spent researching would blow one's mind.
"Nope. Sure don't. Shoes are much more important." Wrapping an arm around the ghoul's shoulders, he gestured out into the maul. The closest shoe store was just a few feet (no pun intended... Okay, it was intended) away.
"Well, hold onto your dress, because you're in for one hell of an experience. Besides, it's better to go in blind anyways. Everyone likes surprises occasionally."
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 3:45 pm
Siobhan blushed blue again as the tall boil wrapped an arm around her. Oh my! So... so forward~ She did indeed hold on to her dress, as if it might fall off at any given moment. She wasn't sure how shopping would make one's dress simply pop off, but she was not taking any chances.
"Very well! Let us press forth!"
Once inside the shop, Siobhan beelined for the most ridiculous, gaudy shoes she could find. The more bling, the better.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 3:56 pm
As Lou stepped foot in the store, he immediately took in a large breath. Ah. One could almost taste the leather of finely crafted footware. "Now, I-" Lou paused as he noticed the ghoul looking at something atrocious.
"Now... Didn't you say shoes were more of a nuisance?" The boil posed the question as he rubbed his chin. "If this is what you think a real shoe is, I'm beginning to understand why you would think so."
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 3:59 pm
"Wh...b-but.." Siobhan fidgeted with the material of her dress between her fingers. "They look so pretty! All the shiny things, and bows and ribbons and..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 4:19 pm
"Shhhhhh." Lou put an index finger over the ghoul's lips, much like one would do to a child. "You see, little blueberry, you don't need something that will junk up your feet. It's both inconvenient and gaudy."
Glancing around the shelves, Lou pondered something that would be just right. "A real woman doesn't need to flaunt bows and fake jewels. She has a nice set of tits and a curvy bod. That's all you really need." And... It definitely looked like she was on the right track.
A couple of patrons had heard Lou's not-so-quiet declaration and glanced over. If they were expecting an apology, they weren't about to get it from him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 8:56 pm
Gaudy? Siobhan pouted, even after Lou's finger left her lips. Functional foot wear... functional...
"Even if the bows and jewels are really pretty?" Siobhan insisted, her unstable voice fluctuating. "Well okay... I keep my Prom shoes on my dresser to admire them~. If I got another pair I'd simply do the same..." So functional was best after all!
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 4:17 pm
"You don't need them all, my dear." The boil tried to reaffirm, cringing at her loud syllable among the normal ones.
"I think I have something that might work for a ghoul like you. We just need to find the right color." Something that matched her lips and eyes, the boil thought. A minimalist, yet comfortable look. Durable, but easy to remove when one just wanted to feel the grass under their feet. An accent on her simplistic attire.
Quietly the boil started to skim the aisles, admiring shoe after countless shoe, though trying to keep the subject in mind.
On one of the higher shelves, he seemed to spot something. His eyes glanced from Sio's feet back to the box before reaching up to take hold of what he thought might work. The boil peeked in the box curiously before opening the lid. Light blue sandals. Dyed leather. Simplistic yet elegant. They even had a little bow on the side. "Something like this?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 4:29 pm
The obviously excited banshee followed Lou around like a lost puppy.  Around the whole store. As Lou seemed to come to a discovery, the banshee eyed with him an anxious smile, just itching to see what shoes the tall boil had picked for her. As he brought them down to her level, she let out a high pitched shriek. "Eeeee!!! They are most adorable! I love them!" She wiggled in place. "May I wear them now!? May I?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 7:02 pm
Lou didn't know why, but he really enjoyed that reaction. Truthfully, he never had the pleasure of shoe shopping with someone else. It was... How did one say... Fulfilling? Especially when the other party seemed as... Ecstatic as she did. Even if her shriek was almost ear-shattering.
The vampire boil took a moment to rub each of his ears before gently taking the shoes out of the box and setting them in front of the ghoul. And while he did that, good old Stiletto scurried out of his sleeve and out around the shoe store. It was time to collect from some unsuspecting people.
"I'll pay for these and you can get to breaking those in."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 7:15 pm
Siobhan stared down at the shoes laid out for her. Suddenly, she was a princess being presented her glass slippers. A dapper young boil presenting her something new and fancy! He was... he was...
Her Prince.
*____*
The banshee eagerly slipped her feet into the pair of sandals, wiggling her toes as she admired them. "They are perfect, My prince!"
She then squealed and twirled in place, her hair practically wrapping around her from the spinning.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 5:00 pm
Prince? Hahah! Well, there was a first time for everything now wasn't there.
Lou didn't correct her, he simply laughed a little and tossed the box up on the counter for the unimpressed clerk to ring up.
"That'll be 80 seeds."
... 80, huh? Lou raised a brow and emptied out the bag on the counter. "Here's 75 aaand..."
Just in time. Looked like Stiletto had a mouthful. The boil picked up the kushi and comically squeezed out his cheeks onto the counter. "That makes 80."
Before the clerk could put two and two together, Lou quickly stepped back to where his damsel stood. "Allons, princesse. Lets make like a tree and get the hell out of here." That was how the saying went right? Totes.
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