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 Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:35 pm
Crap, she didn't seem too impressed with the gift. But would she have been happy even if he'd brought her a million dollars? She seemed to have pretty high expectations! Of course he borrowed a friend's car, he needed a sweet ride for this date. Not that Steve would ever admit that it wasn't really his car. He jerked a thumb back to the car sitting parked behind him. "Thought we could even ride with the top down maybe, if you want. No way was I going to make you walk or anything stupid like that." Let her relax in the passenger seat of the car. Get her comfortable, and then he could beat her down! That was what he had to do, right? He...uh...man she had an amazing rack. Steve tore his eyes away from Lust's 'eyes' and forced himself to really look her in the eye. He would take a nice scenic route to the destination of their date; do his best to keep on impressing her. After all, if he impressed Lust he could date Lilith, right? And he wanted to date Lilith. She was so much hotter than Lust to him.
Though Lust was pretty damn hot. Steve couldn't take her eyes off her!
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:35 pm
He pulled out the keys to his friends ride. (A)
“So your hair won’t mess up.”
The car look freshly waxed up and spider webs decorated the hub caps. The car beeped as he unlocked the car and opened the door for her. Black interior and silver trim, his friends got all the good stuff…He he accept a date with a demon. Wait Lilth, never forget this is all for her.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:35 pm
Car? What car? He... hadn't really come here in a car at all, and for a moment, Steve tensed up, looking a touch like a deer caught in headlights, "Uhm..." he decided that his stuttering was probably not attractive at all, and that he should probably close his mouth instead of gaping like a fish out of water.
After a long, awkward moment, he made motion to the scooter that was parked behind them somewhere to their right. He'd always thought scooters and bikes were particularly romantic! After all, it pretty much meant the girl behind him had to cling to him while he drove, right? Right!
Then again, maybe 'romantic' wasn't the word he was looking for after all... maybe more like selfish.
d. Scooter
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:36 pm
Hah! Finally one thing he had really planned on. His best friend/roomate has a totally souped up 70's Camaro that he managed to borrow in exchange for 3 months worth of laundry duty.
"There she is. My pride and joy."
Escorts Lust to the Camaro and opens the door for her like a proper gentleman.
(totally not telling that it's a friends' borrowed car)
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
"It's a lovely foggy night. m'dear. I thought perhaps we could walk to our destination. I don't have a car."
He held out his hand, hoping it wasn't about to be ripped off his body at that answer.
b. What, doesn't she have legs?
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
Car, yeah, like he had one of those. This didn't seem to be going very well.
He rubbed the back of his head and moved out of her field of vision so that she could see his...
d. Scooter
It was one of those motorized ones, seat and all so that it kind of looked like a wimpy motorcycle. But it was black, and not terribly old, which he thought was a plus to it. There was just enough room on the semi-worn, patched-in-a-couple-of-places seat for the both of them to sit.
"I figured we could take my scooter instead."
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
"M-my car? Oh! Right!" Steve dug around in his pants pocket, fishing out the keys to his borrowed car, thanking his luck that his friend's parents happened to be out of town, leaving their car in the hands of their son.
"It's right over here."
After several hours of begging and promises of favors to be returned, Steve now held the keys to a fairly fancy car. Well, fancy to him at least, and he hoped that Lust would think so too. He clicked the unlock button on the keys, smiling somewhat proudly as the lights of the car flashed in response, and quickly shuffled to the passenger door, holding it open for Lust.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
Steve walked down to Lust and point over to the right of the curb where a sexy black car waited. He would never tell her that he borrowed a friend's car, but he would never stoop so low as to not have a car to pick her up with. The car was not as sexy as her, but for a metal machine, it was pretty close. He walked over to it and opened the door for her, "This way."
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
"Actually, I've got a Banshee 3000...you know, the scooter? It's one of the best on the market right now." For the first time Steve felt a bit more relaxed, at least he could show off his sweet ride. He started to walk to the curb. The black and red Banshee was 'tricked' out with skull and flames decals.
"Isn't she a beaut? But, no where as beautiful as you." Smooth. He looked at her sideways flashing another, what he hoped was charming grin. "I can take you anywhere you want to go."
Answer: D.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
If the flowers hadn't been enough to make him think that he had different ideas of what he and his kelpie adviser thought of as romantic, the idea of transportation was a topic that they didn’t seem to agree on. However, he didn't know what Lust would like, and since she was nothing like the girl he had eyes on, he decided to take a different tactic. Girls that looked like Lust probably saw any sort of guy come her way, so he decided to go with his unorthodox monster friend who had said that a piggyback ride was the best way. Clearly a horse-monster answer. Since he shouldn't change into anything else, he threw up his hands and decided just to let the other decide what he wanted. Why not? He was in a full leather outfit with rotting flowers. He already passed his comfort level ages ago. No point in trying to be normal now.
So Steve nodded and pointed down to his rollerblades. "Just hop on my shoulders and I can take you wherever you want." He didn't say it, as he was too polite, but he wondered if this would be one of the more unique and clearly innocent way Lust had a guy between her legs.
c. Rollerblades
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
He had wanted to be impressive and seeing as a yellow, slightly scraped up Vespa would probably have been less than praiseworthy, Steve had pulled a few strings, called in a favor, and perhaps did a little blackmailing to borrow his friend' car. He had taken great pains in cleaning it out and making it presentable.
"It's just over here." He managed to say without a stutter to betray his nerves, although he was starting to relax a bit. He moved along side Lust, glancing from her to the car, a black number with silver web detailing. Steve moved a head and opened the passenger side door for her. "After you..." He flashed a relatively confident grin.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:39 pm
A) Borrowed a friend's car
Steve was more then happy to turn around and begin to make his way down towards the street. Seriously this was quite an awkward battle, but he had decided not to lose when he took the challenge, and by the demons he wasn't going to let her win. Looking back when Lust mentioned a car he grinned and pointed to a fancy Lamborghini Diablo sitting just off a short ways. "Nice eh?" he grinned thanking Envy for fulfilling his favor he had called in from defeating him in battle. Envy seriously didn't want to even want to loan the thing, took him a lot just to get him to agree finally.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:39 pm
b. What, doesn't she have legs?
"Car? What, you don't have legs?" he replied with a slightly judging tone to his voice, one that could have almost rivaled Lust's responses since the moment she'd stepped out the door. Maybe she was rubbing off on him. Or maybe he'd seen her toss away his corsage, it was hard to tell.
At any rate, he almost flushed again as he thought about what he'd said, having blurted it out really before actually THINKING about what he'd been saying. He blamed it completely on her looks -- he just couldn't think straight when he was looking at her. Unless it was at the wrong time, of course. Like now, for instance. Clearing his throat, he decided to go with what he'd said, keeping his resolve and raising his eyebrows at her questioningly. She'd been being exceptionally judgmental from the start, maybe what she really needed instead of being pampered was for someone to stand up to her.
... that is, if he knees would stop turning to jelly for one jackdamned minute.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:39 pm
D. Scooter.
Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Steve motioned toward the electric scooter, eyeing her ample bottom and wondering if they would both even fit. Not that he minded her sliding close against his back, her warm arms enfolding him from behind and - Whoa, okay, kill those thoughts now. He instructed himself, shaking his head to clear it. Lust demons: can't live with 'em, can't sue for all the time you lost worshipping the ground they walk on. Offering a timid grin, Steve handed over the sole helmet he'd brought. Even if she was opposed to helmet hair, at least he'd clearly shown his regard for her safety and how it rated above his own. On second thought, maybe he should've kept it close in case she changed her mind about the 'date' portion of their evening. This whole business of dating a demon who maybe wanted to kill him was tricky.
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