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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 7:40 pm
Antony was doing what should be done on a proper vacation: lounging on a towe in the shade of a quite little cove she had found on the beach. She had a bottle of Captain and a couple glasses next to her, why she had grabbed two was a loss to her, but she was quite content. For all intensive purposes, she looked like any other vacationer.
Except for the tails that is.
The stack of catalogs next to her also stood out, and the tattooed woman was currently flipping through the Lord & Taylor one they had given her. The clothing didn't seem to be quite her style, but she looked through it anyways.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 7:54 pm
Billy was feeling generally better after his outburst the previous day at Zach. He just needed someone to assert the things he himself had been thinking. People were being too nice. Too nonchalant. Too.... ACCEPTING of what was happening to him... to any of them! But ESPECIALLY to him. He had fecking tentacles growing out of his chest!
Those thoughts cast aside, he turned his attentions more to the beautiful scenery he had come to appreciate more and more. There was something about the sound of the ocean.... subconciously, he was sure the octopus growing out of his front wanted to crawl down into the mud under the salty waters, but he himself had his own memories that the sound of waves brought back. He never really had a home- not really. Not *officially*, but the longest place he ever spent in one place had been near the sea...
His steps slowed as he caught sight of a pale, bakini-clad figure. Antony. He hadn't seen her since the day befor, and still wasn't sure what their standing was with eachother. Things would sort themselves out, he figured. Just keep rolling. He continued to walk, pretending not to notice her as he grewnearer.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:01 pm
Her tails twitched subconsciously when a breeze slid past her silently, bringing a familiar scent with it. Glancing up she noticed the approaching Billy, recognizing him immediately. Like him, she didn't know where they stood, and so she simply nodded and went back to reading.
If he wanted to come over, then he would.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:05 pm
It was the glimpse of the bottle of rum she had that peaked his attention, and his path curved to end just beside her, his hands half in his pockets, "Goo' afternoon, Lassy. Whatcher' go' there?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:14 pm
"Catalogs for clothes and stuff," she answered, peering up at him momentarily before flipping through the dresses section lazily. Since when would she ever need a dress here?
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:15 pm
"Catalogs fer clothes? I din' think we coul' get mail-order here," He gave a chuckle, squatting down to peer over her shoulder, tentacles politely tucked away in his shirt.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:18 pm
"Yep... Would you like me to order a dress for you?" She smiled sweetly, and it was hard to tell if she was kidding or not, but she looked quite amused either way.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:19 pm
"No, honestly. I've been wearin' th'same two pairs o' clothes fer weeks now. How d'we go abou' doin' it?" He reached for the pile of magazines to look to see if there was anything that might suit him. He stopped at one, though, his eyebrows raised and mouth split into a grin.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:33 pm
"Just pick what you want and tell the staff I guess," she explained, flicking past the men's section before tossing that magazine to the side. Catching a peek of his expression she raised an eyebrow. "What'd you find?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:36 pm
"Jes'... tell 'em how?" Bill was confused,but at her question, he quirked an eyebrow to show her the cover of the magazine he had found, "Go' a hot date wit' Chip an' Dale?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:40 pm
"Just use the intercom." Antony raised her eyebrows at the catalog that he pulled out, as if she wasn't surprised at all. "What...? I happen to like nice lingerie."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:46 pm
"I happen t'like gel's IN Lingerie," He grinned ufrther, "Wha' a coincidence!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:48 pm
"I swear if you start yanking off next to me you'll be in a world of pain," she waggled a finger at him before picking up the next catalog. It was another lingerie magazine as well.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:50 pm
"Oooh, y'shoul' get this one here... wif' all th'straps an' bells an' whistles li'-" He held up a picture of a complicated looking little ensamble.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:55 pm
Antony flicked her eyes over to what he was holding up, grinning crookedly, "Oh but all that'll be uncomfortable under clothes."
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