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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 4:27 pm
"Ahhh..."
um... well...
Maybe.
Somehow it seems very much better if he doesn't argue... sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 4:31 pm
"When was the last time your clothes were washed?" Zhen asks directly, frowning. "Do you even have any clothes besides those?"
"--Do you think he'd fit in Grandpa's--" Harmony begins, but Arc cuts her off.
"Naw, he's too scrawny. I bet he could fit in dumbface's stuff, though."
"Oh, THAT'S very mature!" Zhen snaps.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 4:56 pm
........
And Rou's silence on that matter, pretty much seems to be an answer in itself. He DID wash clothes as often as he could, but this was still the only things he owned that he considered presentable.
And cleaning it... well, meant that he was locked into the bathroom for quite some time. His graceful hosts had not seemed to appreciate... sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:01 pm
Gasp.
Gasp.
Gasp.
And without a further word, the three girls lunge forward, fully intent on forcibly stripping Rou.
"Get her bathrobe!" shouts Arc.
"On it!"
Which leaves only Arc and Zhen to deal with Rou as Harmony makes a dash for the room across the hall, only to return moments later with a frilly, terry-cloth, pink bathrobe.
"I got it! I got it!" She calls out.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:07 pm
WHAT THE eek
Rou doesn't agree to this ! ROU DOESNT AGREE TO THIS COULD THEY JUST PLEASE LET HIM GO THE BATHROOM AND CHANGE THERE, HE IS QUITE ABLE TO DO SO HIMSELF and NO WAIT WHAT IS THAT THING, ISN'T THAT LADY TSUBAME'S...
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NO, JUST NOOOOOO
There is indeed some proper flailing, but it seems that it's not quite enough to get the two taller girls off him. Weither it is due to the fact that he's unable to do so, or the fact that he is afraid to hurt them in the process, is debatable.
gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:11 pm
"No, it's mine," Zhen says matter-of-factly. "And if you dirty it up, you'll be SORRY."
"Yeah," adds Arc. "She'll yell at you until you go deaf."
"And then she'll yell some more," says Harmony. "Here, here, put this on."
Arc snorts. "Yeah, we don't wanna see your junk. Well, Harmony might."
"AaaaaaaAAAAAAAARC!" Harmony whines.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:23 pm
.. ... ... ... ... ... ...
One could basically hear a fly at that very moment, both on a vocal and mental front. There seemed to be two roads in front of him... and both seemed equally doom-worthy.
... But in the end, it seemed that some decency won up overno decency, and he accepts the garment with care (visibely taking Zhen's threat rather seriously) to put it on.
...
For the first time, Rou is rather glad his master is nowhere near this place, sorely because that meant he could not see this. crying
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:48 pm
"Harmony, take care of it," Zhen orders, and the blonde immediately gathers Rou's clothes and rushes out of the room-- presumably to wash them.
Which leaves Rou alone with the more threatening girls again.
"He has such pretty skin," she continues, not even trying to hide just how thoroughly she's looking him over.
Arc purses her lips together in thought, studying his face. "I wonder if he wears makeup like the other Porcelain guys. Hey, hey, buttface, did you notice that Grandpa's started trying to wear it?"
Sigh. "Unfortunately," grumbles Zhen. "He's doing it wrong; we're going to have to stage an intervention at this rate. I am NOT going to be the granddaughter of an eighties hair band REJECT."
"Yeah, Aunt Melo's more likely to fit that bill, but I just don't see her teasing her hair out and wearing outrageous makeup."
"Thank GOD."
For the moment, the two seem perfectly content to gossip amongst themselves.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:55 pm
And Rou seems perfectly content to let them, in faint hope that it would result in them forgetting about him, though the glances he is getting seem to tell otherwise.
He'd never really done much with that make up thing, he ponders to himself, the thought as tightly-guarded as he could manage less he wind up giving them ideas
And thus, Rou did his best to play the litteral part of the mute porcelain doll. Wearing a frilly pink bathrobe.
....Pink, it seem, is not a color he is going fond of.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:58 pm
"--But he has such lovely eyes," Zhen finally comments, turning the conversation back to Rou. "Some deeper brown eyeshadow should bring them out SO well, and a little mascara on those lashes...!"
"Hmmmmm," thinks Arc. "Yeah, I guess I see where you're going with that. But if we put any more on him, he'll look like a hooker..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 10:02 pm
...While Rou is not quite sure what a 'hooker' is, he does not seem very intent on figuring it out.
He is, granted, not quiiiite sure about this makeup idea... gonk
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 10:04 pm
Zhen frowns. "Oh, hush. You'll look fabulous once we're done with you."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 10:09 pm
... ... ...
Eep.
And thus, Rou resumed the role of the quiet porcelain doll on the bed. Sit there, look pretty, let them do their thing, walk away in one piece.
After all, it worked for most wild beasts... he thinks, again, as walled as possible.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 10:13 pm
"Okay, I got the washer running!" Harmony calls, flouncing back into the room. "What're you going to--"
"We're going to make him up," Zhen interrupts.
"Like a TOTAL fairy," Arc laughs.
"No! He's going to be BEAUTIFUL!"
Um. Um. Um. At this, Harmony flushes again, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Oh! You're so good with makeup, Zhen! He's going to look SO PRETTY when you're done with him!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 10:20 pm
...Be still and silent, be still and silent, be still and silent...
Women, Rou decided, could be extremely scary. Why they all decided to be scary toward him was beyond his understanding, however. Again, none of these thoughts spilled to meet the outside world.
But perhaps there was reasoning with them.
"Ahhh... No more pink... please ?"
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