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 Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:41 pm
Stifling his laughter, Etzer walked over and slid his fingers under the hem of the jeans.
"Hold very still." Sliding a small pair of scissors against the pants, he cut a hole in them and grimaced, letting out a dramatic sigh.
"I'm going to have to make you a custom pair. These are... rather old, and won't hold past a day against that tail of yours." The frost demon raised an eyebrow at him. "How strong is that tail, anyway?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:48 pm
Well, honestly, he hadn't expected fingers to go down the pants he was wearing, but how else would he do this? Clearing his throat a little, he let his brows knit. "Well then... I apologize you have to cut a hole in these... I take it most of your clients do not have little tails?"
Then the odd question came and he turned around, looking face to face with the boil. His cheeks were flushed, obviously and he just kind of stared at him. "....What do you mean? It's a tail.. A little stag tail..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:50 pm
"It's cute, but that's beside the point. I just want to make sure that if you want it tight fitting, it's not going to chafe or tweak your tail in any way." Grinning devilishly now, Etzer ran fingers across the tail before moving away, snapping his scissors closed.
"I don't want you to be harmed from any clothes I make, and I want to make a good impression on the quality of my work."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:54 pm
He visably shuddered at the touching of his tail. It made his pulse race and his cheeks turn an even darker shade of red. Jack, there was a reason he'd never had his tail touched before. Turning back around, he put his hands on his tail and let his brows knit.
It was a bit of a button for him.
Clearing his throat he croaked out, "It's... mainly fur. The bone and muscles are actually small."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:57 pm
"I seee." Drawing out the syllables, Etzer turned and stared at his closet again, tapping his lips as he thought. "If you'd like, I could make a pair of pants to hide your tail, as it obviously affects you in a highly sensitive manner...?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 9:02 pm
"....It's only when it's touched. Pants do not usually elicit such an affect on me," he said, clearing his throat so he sounded more normal.
"I would prefer the hole, because it can get painful, or awkward looking, if it's confined." He sighed and pushed a had through his hair again. "Other than that, I think these are fairly comfortable. No major adjustments. They're a bit shorter than I'm used to, but nothing I couldn't handle."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 9:34 pm
"I can still make you a new pair, if you'd like." He turned to grin at Uller. "Besides... it gives me an excuse to model you in clothing I fancy. Jack knows my brother won't do it." Giving a nod to the stag, he tapped his lower lip thoughtfully.
"I don't think we can do much more today... shall we wrap this up and meet later this week?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 9:38 pm
Uller nodded a bit and dusted himself off lightly. "Do you want me to change into my own clothes?" He tilted his head as he looked to the disregarded clothes on the bed and then back at the boil. A smirk tugged to his lips as he watched Etzer tug at his lip.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 9:49 pm
"That is entirely up to you. It might be a reason for you to come back later." Winking at the boil, Etzer chuckled as he crossed his arms, fiddling with an ear. Hmm, maybe he should get an ear pierced. After all, they went so well with outfits...
Yep, there went the boil again, deep in thought.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 9:57 pm
"....Very well then. I expect them cleaned and pressed, hm?" From the tone, Etzer wouldn't know if he was being serious or not. By the looks of things, however, it would seem Etzer wasn't really paying him much attention.
Shrugging, Uller grabbed his things from his pants pockets and patted the boil on the shoulder. "I'll text somtime."
With that, he saw himself out with a grin on his face.
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