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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:13 pm
"Yay!" Merc exclaims. He grabs Seth's hand and begins to lead him toward the guild dormitories.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:14 pm
Seth just smiles, letting himself get dragged along, and checking out the guild at the same time, since although he'd heard of it, he hadn't really seen it before.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:16 pm
Merc goes around to the side of the dormitory, looking for the window of the room he'd stayed in. He finds it, and then climbs the wall, sneaking into the room. A few moments later, a travel bag, covered in different patches and pins is thrown out and an instance after that, Merc lands on top of it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:18 pm
"Definitely a weird one, you're lucky your bag was still there. I'm glad you got it though."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:19 pm
"Me too. Now I can change clothes!" He starts stripping out of his dirty ones right there on the grass.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:21 pm
Sethos blushes and looks away, in shock. Except he pretends that he doesn't feel the heat in his cheeks and that he's looking away to be polite.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:27 pm
Merc finishes changing and is now in a pair of black booty shorts, thigh high black fishnets with the feet cut out, a black tank top that doesn't fully cover his stomach and some black arm bands. "I'm done." he says, poking Seth's back.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:30 pm
Sethos, slightly reliefed, and blush finally faded, turns around only to have the blush come back worse. jesus, the boy's 'dressed' is hotter than his not dressed, "S-so, where're we going now?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:31 pm
"Wherever you want." says merc, shoving his old clothes back into his bag. "I can treat you to dinner this time, if you want."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:32 pm
"All right, I could use some food after that practice match." Since he just feels too weird with the way Merc is dressed, he keeps his eyes slightly averted.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:35 pm
"What's your favourite food?" merc asks.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:38 pm
"Pasta, pretty much anything pasta."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:40 pm
"Italian it is then!" he says. He takes Seth's hand, picks up his bag and begins to lead him toward the town again.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:43 pm
Even when not 'training', seth is getting his exercise just following the cat boy around. But he doesn't really mind. Besides, he's getting pasta :3 and most places had free refills of salad and bread with the pasta so he wouldn't have to feel bad about getting someone to pay for the tons of food he often bought.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:44 pm
Merc finds somewhere that seems suitable, and motions toward it. "Is here ok?" he asks.
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