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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 02:19 PM Post #41 |
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"Thank you very much," Elial replied with a smile and a nod. He hadn't expected to get any clothing, so he continued, "If you do not find anything, that is fine. I will just wear these clothes until I can buy some new ones! That is what our trip is about anyway, is it not?" The young man closed the door and slowly undressed, because careful as he felt some pinches from strained nerves and the tender soreness of bruises. When he was completely undressed he looked at himself in the mirror and blinked. How strange. His younger sister had always thought of him as being more of beautiful than handsome, but that was attributed to his dark, long silken hair. He supposed that he did look more of a woman with it. Perhaps it was time for a haircut. Elial shook his head and turned slowly to see all the cuts. There were a number of bruises on his back and the one on his arm was definitely purple. Other than that, nothing bad at all. Elial turned on the water and waited for it to get a little warmer before changing it to the shower head. He stepped inside and sighed. How nice it felt to feel that water cascading down on his shoulders. It certainly was a delight! He slicked back his hair behind his ears and just stood there awhile before using his hands to flick off the dirt on his arms. He noticed some of her cleansers and knew that Kysse probably would not mind. Afterall, she had welcomed him into her home. Still, the thought of using her shampoo and such was a little bothersome. After some thought, the Englishman concluded that he hated being dirty more, and so if she didn't like it, he would apologize to her later. Humming that same mysterious tune without noticing, he uncapped the shampoo, put a generous sum on his palm, and then replaced the bottle. Scrubbing hard, he managed to coat all his hair, a feat in itself, and was rinsing in no time. After he was done with the shower, he realized that there were no other towels aside from her and her roommate's. Now THAT would be crossing the line. Elial dried off as best as he could and then cracked open the door just a bit. "Kysse....? Do you have a towel I could use?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 05:29 PM Post #42 |
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That could be sexual.
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After he shut the door she began searching her room. It was like she was pulling it apart from the seams. Somehow the room was still clean, though her bed was littered with hangers, shirts, and dresses. The outfit was hung up on a hanger and it looked as if it would fit Elial. It was more casual, much like Kysse’s. Holding it out she looked at it and imagined it on Elial. Either he had showered very quickly or she had taken forever to find the outfit. When Elial had cracked the door open and asked for a towel she asked him to wait a minute and ran to the living room closet to find one. On her way back she thought of the towel in her hands as the only thing he would be wearing in several minutes and she was absolutely horrified with her thoughts. How could she think something like that about him? Yes he was attractive, and yes she cared about him very much, but… but what? What was stopping her from wanting to be with him that way? As if nervous her heart beat grew again. In her other hand she grabbed the potential outfit, to give it to him. So that she could hand the towel through the door she pushed on it and thrust it through the door. Her head was turned away from the opened door. Maybe her thoughts were getting ahead of her, as if he wanted to be with her, he hadn’t even tried to kiss her. Well technically he had, maybe, if a kiss on the forehead counts. She lost track of her thoughts and pushed the clothes through the door as well. Mainly because he had asked her, she concentrated on not falling through the door. “Um... I think Claude may be taller than you, but these should fit.” ((I wanted to make her fall through… buuuut, I figured that’d be a bit much XD Elial's outfit he doesn't have to wear the jacket.)) |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 07:15 PM Post #43 |
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((O.O SUPER SEXY!!! XD)) Elial blinked and before he knew it, saw a fluffy towel and clothes being shoved through the door. He could only manage a swift thank you before grabbing the clothes before it fell and closing the bathroom door when her hands were free. Blinking in a puzzled sort of way, but accepting it thoroughly, Elial dried himself quickly with the towel, allowing it to actually rest on his head to soak up more of the water as he slipped on a pair of undergarments and then the dark jeans. He liked the feel of them, having only worn jeans a number of times. They had taken some getting used to! But he enjoyed how they were comfortable in a different way. Surprisingly they fit very well on him. The length was not as bad as Kysse might've imagined. Elial was rather tall. He made sure that his body was dry and gave his long hair another run through with the towel before putting on the dress shirt and buttoning it up almost all the way. He left the top ones unbuttoned because they would've choked him otherwise. "Kysse...may I use a brush?" he asked, almost apologetically. He hated to be using all her things, but what else could he do? Elial couldn't be walking around with tangled hair! Then, just remembering, he asked, "Do you have a hair tie? Or perhaps some ribbon?" He should probably tie his hair back if he was going to be going out and trying things on. He didn't want it all to get tangled as he was throwing numerous garments on later while shopping! Checking his wounds just once over again, the young Englishman donned the jacket and decided to leave that open. He did not want to be too warm! Overall the outfit really complimented his looks. The length was pretty good and the colour was a blue that went well with highlighting the shine of his hair. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 07:42 PM Post #44 |
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That could be sexual.
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Patiently she sat on her bed, not knowing what else to do. Though the door was closed he asked a question so she stood up and walked to the door. After tapping it lightly she opened it, not waiting for his answer and figuring he was dressed. If he weren’t then it was an accident. When he asked her a second question she was by his side. After she knelt down in front of the sink and drawers she offered him the brush. It had taken her a bit longer to find the hair tie, but when she did she stood and handed it to him. The band matched his jacket. With out realizing it she was checking him out. Her jaw almost dropped, he looked very good in his outfit and she wondered if he agreed. They looked like a couple in those outfits; Kysse would have noticed if she had known what couples looked like. Looking at him through the mirror she opened her mouth but nothing really came out. Instead her hands lifted and she motioned with them that she would wait outside. As she left she walked into the living room and slapped her hand to her forehead softly. Now that she began feeling this way she felt like she was acting more and more stupidly. Was that normal or was she just being hopeless? Walking around the room she picked up several books and put them away then went back to her room. Here she grabbed her purse and made her way back into the living room. She set herself on the couch and tried to calm her beating heart. The memory of him in that outfit was much better than many of her other memories. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 08:59 PM Post #45 |
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Elial smiled as she opened the door and hoped that he looked presentable. He wasn't sure exactly what her expression meant in the mirror. She was kind of looking at him most peculiarly. Oh well! He took the brush and tie and thanked her as she disappeared from the bathroom again. He made sure that all the strands were nice and thoroughly combed before tying them together. It was a little looser than a normal ponytail, and really rested more on his neck than up on the back of his head, but that was the way he liked it. After finishing, he gave his hair another rub down and comb down. He didn't want the back of the jacket getting wet. Stepping out of the bathroom with his dirty clothes in hand, he headed back to Kysse's bedroom to grab his sword and set the clothes there for now. Clasping a belt into the jeans and then tying the leather strap for his sheath at his side in a comfortable fashion, he returned to the living room. This time it was his turn. "So, how do I look?" he asked, half jokingly and half serious. The pin-striped blue white shirt looked to fit very well on him with the cuffs just showing under the jacket sleeves. His collar was tucked nicely and the blue was just perfect a colour. Usually he didn't like to wear it because of his eyes, but today was a daring day! Elial definitely found the dark jeans nice and turned a little bit to see the pockets for himself. They were definitely guy pockets. Big enough to store his wallet, which he had already set in there. He could feel the weight of the metal bracelet on his wrist hidden under the sleeve and his sword sat faithfully at his hip. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 09:16 PM Post #46 |
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His question took her by surprise. Her fingers fumbled over a strand of her own hair. In a small voice she looked at the ground but answered him. “You… uh amazing. You look really nice.” The compliment was rushed and she stood and headed for the door opening it for him. They should get going; they didn’t need to be out late again. In little time she led the way to the elevator so that they could call a cab. Her bangs were lowered to cover her eyes as she continued on blushing vividly from what she’d said. Why did she keep acting that way? She felt she needed to get hold of herself and her stupid emotions. ((Wow… ummm I lost my train of thought >.> )) |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 10:09 PM Post #47 |
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((Ooo. You must have Elial-itis. XD)) Elial followed Kysse, not really realizing her changed nature. He was so pleasantly oblivious to all things. Stepping into the elevator, he asked, "Where will we head first? Is there a mall or a street? I have not travelled much down town to know these things. I just brought my clothes from England. Not much there." After exitting the dormitory compound and heading to the courtyard, Elial stepped onto the curb and hailed the taxicab. Arriving at a somewhat screeching stop, he opened the door for Kysse and motioned her inside. "After you!" he said, giving her a dashing smile. With the attire and the sword to boot, there was nothing but gentleman about him. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 10:38 PM Post #48 |
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“We can just go to the shopping center, not the mall though.” That’s when he flashed her that charming smile of his. The idea was odd but it crossed her mind and stayed there. He was doing this to her on purpose. Bitter feelings couldn’t help but fill her mind. If that were the case then she wasn’t going to be very cooperative. She crawled through the cab, over the seat and sat on her side while the driver whistled in her direction. He could shove it and drive for all Kysse cared. All these emotions were so odd. She tried so hard to avoid looking at him, which would lead to her staring at him and even wanting to kiss him. She couldn’t loose control because of him. She didn’t want to feel weak; she didn’t need him to protect her. The worst part was that he didn’t even notice how she was acting. Her elbow rested on the arm rest of the door on her side. It propped up and allowed her hand to support her chin. So she rested against it, starring out the window help to prevent her from gawking at him, not that he would notice. “Shibuya District, please.” ((Your post or mine to start right back where we were last night… I just realized that… hmmm, it can be a different area right?)) |
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