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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 13:49:34 GMT -5
"Yeah, uhh, I don't normally go out in scrubs." he said, looking down at himself. Looking back up at her, he noticed the change in demeanour on her face. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, knowing she probably wouldn't answer him truthfully anways.
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 13:55:02 GMT -5
''I'll tell you later. What do you want to wear?" she asked, sitting on the couch with the maid.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 14:08:23 GMT -5
"How 'bout you pick out some clothes for me. I wouldn't want to embarass you." he said sarcastically, a playfull smirk stretching across his lips. "Besides, you know better than I do where were going and the type of people that hang out there."
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 14:18:10 GMT -5
Drysi looked at him at the sarcastic comment, then away. She didn't have an expression there- or if there had been one, it had vanished quickly. She spoke to the butler in Russian and he left to go get Kreon some clothes that wouldnt' bother him too much or his injuries. The maid spoke with her for a few moments, before leaving too. Drysi sighed and went to the bathroom with the bag- no one was home right now, so she was going to change and they were going to go earlier.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 14:32:23 GMT -5
"So, what will you be wearing?" Kreon called from where he was, sliding off of the cot and testing how exactly how well his body was responding to treatment. He figured she'd probably be wearing a wool sweater and some huge skirt that went down to her ankles, showing no skin whatsoever- to hope for anything else would be too much.
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 15:17:54 GMT -5
Drysi came out a few minutes later, in something completely opposite of what he thought. "This," she answered. Going from shoes up, she wore high heals that showed off her toes, and each toe was painted with black nailpolish. She wore tight black skinny-jeans and a low-hanging cherry-red belt that moved around her curves and hips. Her waist and taut belly was exposed, showing her black piercing with a butterfly on it. She wore a white shirt with black music designs and red music designs. She wore a black wig with waves and curls, and pink highlights. For make up, she had one foxy-red lipstick that brought out her lips and her eyes were decorated with black eyeliner and some pink and black eyeshadow. She looked utterly different and completely irresistable.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 18:47:06 GMT -5
"God damn." Kreon said when he set eyes on her. "You trying to kill me here, because that's whats gonna happen when you prance around here in an outfit like that, advertising your goods, and don't let me sample 'em." he said, knowing very well that she probably wouldn't even let him kiss her on the cheek. *God, first the night gown and now this. This girl's a real tease, definately a heartbreaker.*
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 18:58:16 GMT -5
She gave him a look and shrugged. The butler came in and tossed Kreon a bag, then mumbled something to Drysi in russian before leaving. She went and sat on the couch. When she walked, her hips swayed to maintain balance.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 19:12:54 GMT -5
"So, uh, whats with the outfit. I mean, it certainly gives me something to entertain myself with," he said, a smirk crossing his lips, "but I thought you were the virgin mary and all. Last time I checked, the wasn't exactly something she wore." he said, looking Drysi up and down.
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 19:14:44 GMT -5
"Rock band," she repeated. "My bandmates said that one must look sexy, and that the only way for me to do that and conceal my identity was to wear this-" Her bandmates all had a crush on Drysi, and happily took advantage of her innocence by saying things like, 'oh, you can't wear that, you'll be noticed because it's too neat' or 'that's too sophistacated, wear this, because it's cute.' They were perverts, just like Kreon. And they had pictures of every outfit they got her into.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 19:22:14 GMT -5
"Yeah...uh...you really shouldn't listen to those guys because they probably just want to see you as naked as you'll let them....I should know." he said, understanding that they probably thought the same way he did. *Hehe, and I've probably seen her more naked than any of them, considering the way she looked last night in that night gown* he thought, a smirk creeping onto his lips.
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 19:24:31 GMT -5
Drysi frowned. "But two of them are gay..." This was a lie- to build trust to see her, like Kreon guessed, naked. "And the third one had a girlfriend." The pictures the third one showed her of his girlfriend, were his ex from three years ago.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 19:39:35 GMT -5
"Hey well, he's not dead." Kreon said, reffering to her comment about the third one having a girlfriend. "And the sight of you in that outfit is enough to turn an gay guy strait." he said in all earnesty, really wishing right now that she wasn't against the whole intimacy thing.
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Post by Milk on May 15, 2009 19:41:09 GMT -5
She shifted uncomfortably. "Erm...thanks, I think," she mumbled, scratching her neck.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 15, 2009 19:56:05 GMT -5
"Its a complimet...of sorts." Kreon said, laughing slightly at Drysi's response. "So, I guess this means your not planning to let me get anywhere with you tonight?" he asked, his voice sounding dissapointed but determined nevertheless.
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