[TOWN] Random Locations Thread II

[Recaiden]

Well. . . I'll take the shirt, thanks. says the Cleo, smiling and holding out a hand,

[Je dit Viola]

Okay. I just know how much you like seeing me without a shirt. he says, taking off his shirt, then giving it to her.

It should be more like a short dress, when worn by her...

[Recaiden]

Well, it's too wide to be a dress, probably, now that she's put it on.

Okay. No point in not admitting it then. she says, looking over to him.

[Je dit Viola]

Thanks, he says. His muscles are pretty well-defined from lugging those two swords around.
Ready to head back?

He'll start to walk, then, if so.

I've got ~1 posts left, sorry.

[Recaiden]

You're welcome. Or should I be thanking you for it?
When you are, she answers.

She'll follow closely along.

And that's fine.

[Je dit Viola]

'Kay, they're walking back.

Well, it doesn't matter who gets thanked, then. he says.

And, 'bye, deadtime, unless the other thread I'm in takes longer than this one.

[Recaiden]

Walking, walking, walking.

Right. I get a shirt and a handsome Zophiel to see either way.

Goodbye.

[Je dit Viola]

Yeah, that's always a plus. he says.

Gone.

[Recaiden]

Always? Mmm, yeah, always.

[Je dit Viola]

Well...I mean... Zophiel blushes.

[Recaiden]

Yes? What is it you mean? she asks, jokingly, smiling.

[Je dit Viola]

Zophiel finally says Oh...nothing..., still blushing.

[Recaiden]

Oh, don't be embarrassed. I want to know. the Cleo insists.

[Je dit Viola]

No, it's really nothing, he says. I just...

[Recaiden]

Yes? she says, a bit nervous.

[Je dit Viola]

No, just forget it. he says. It's just that...umm...well... His face goes red again.

[Recaiden]

Hmm, now what would Zophiel be afraid to tell me...? she asks herself aloud.

[Je dit Viola]

No, it's...Just...not... He was going to kiss her, but now he's thinking that wouldn't be such a good idea.

[Recaiden]

Cleo sighs and stops talking. Thinking, perhaps correctly, that she said the wrong thing. And not with that last response.

[Je dit Viola]

Yeah, he chickened out.

He sighs also...

[Recaiden]

((I've noticed I compulsively check your posts for white text now.))

Cleo walks along in silence. She feels she has to not say anything here.

[Je dit Viola]

Oh, that's good. Guess I should put some white text in to make you feel better, then.
Zophiel takes a deep breath...
Look...I was just going to say... Does he have the courage to do it? Find out next time on...JK!
I was...just going to say...that you look very good in this light. Nope. He fails.

[Recaiden]

Oh, thank you.
Oh, I'm sorry I- Something hits her. Wait... that I look good wet, in a shirt that's way too big, in the dark? What were you really going to say?

[Je dit Viola]

He sighs again. No...I meant the moonlight... This is harder than it looks. So...I changed my sig a bit

[Recaiden]

Yes, keep digging yourself into a deeper hole, Zophiel. And nice addition.
You did, huh? An odd taste in good looks then. she says dryly.

[Je dit Viola]

I mean...nevermind. Zophiel's face turns really red, and he looks down at the ground. He also walks faster.
...I was thinking about introducing Violet's children today, because I was really really bored.

[Recaiden]

What is it? she is finally frustrated enough to ask.
I'm sorry. I. . . don't know.

[Je dit Viola]

Now or never, Zophiel. Come on, do it.
Well...it's...umm.. He tries to kiss her. Finally. ...huh? Anyway, I was extremely bored today.

[Recaiden]

For a moment Cleo isn't sure what to think, to be exasperated or relieved. Then she's busy kissing him back.
It's too bad you're bored. I hope it's not my fault.

[Je dit Viola]

No, it was mostly my fault. And...
After they're done kissing...Zophiel is finally smiling again.