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abyssdressing2013-02-18 03:23 pm
techtonic) wrote in abyssdressing2013-02-18 03:23 pm
[001]
[Guy has nothing against women. Really! He likes them just fine! It's when they get too close. When they appear out of nowhere and try to corner him - well. You can understand why he'd get a little anxious. "A little" referring to clammy palms, tremors, and difficulty catching his breath.]
[So when a foreign tradition known as Valentine's Day was cheerfully bestowed upon the populace, Guy's survival instincts went into overdrive. It's not that he wants to upset them... It just seems better to keep a low profile until this all boils over. After all, wouldn't it be even more hurtful to cower away from their well-meaning offerings of chocolate than to simply not be around? It's still pathetic, he knows, but there's just no helping it.]
[His plan might have worked out all right, too. Except that a guy's still got to eat. Which is why he happens to be crab-walking along a wall, attempting to stay out of sight from an energetic group of maids while simultaneously trying not to drop his groceries.]
[So when a foreign tradition known as Valentine's Day was cheerfully bestowed upon the populace, Guy's survival instincts went into overdrive. It's not that he wants to upset them... It just seems better to keep a low profile until this all boils over. After all, wouldn't it be even more hurtful to cower away from their well-meaning offerings of chocolate than to simply not be around? It's still pathetic, he knows, but there's just no helping it.]
[His plan might have worked out all right, too. Except that a guy's still got to eat. Which is why he happens to be crab-walking along a wall, attempting to stay out of sight from an energetic group of maids while simultaneously trying not to drop his groceries.]
this is super late but i hope you're still interested!
[That glass-shattering shriek can belong to only one person. Hopefully, Guy is prepared to face the blur of pink that is Anise charging towards him, arms outstretched in preparation for clinging to him like a limpet.]
1/2 oh definitely! i was starting to worry i had cooties or something.
[Guy turns his head to catch a flash of pink rapidly approaching. That can only mean one thing-]
2/2
Gah!!!
[With a yelp, Guy flings himself out of the way, dropping the contents of his shopping bag in the process. There goes the fresh seafood and vegetables, seasonings and spare tool set (you know, for tweaking the cooktop so it'll heat up the meal evenly at a temperature that's just right). It takes him a while before he can regain control of his shaking limbs, even though he's got a good idea of who it is by now.]
Although Guy might be glad to have cooties...
Awww, look at the mess you made! [Then her expression abruptly changes into a grin.] Can't you just let a cute little girl say hi to you? ♥
true this.
[He offers what he hopes is an apologetic smile before surveying the damage with a drawn out sigh.] Yeah, it's a mess all right. So much for my famous seafood pasta.
Anyway, what brings you out here? I'd have thought you'd be busy spending time with Ion.
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Tell you what. If you'll give me a moment to clean this up, we can look for him together.
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[Leaning down, she helps him pick one of the bags, peering at its contents.] How come you were being all sneaky anyway?
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Can't argue with that. To be honest, I'm still not entirely sure how I wound up in this place. But if I've learned anything since then, it's that anything and anyone can turn up - usually when you least expect it.
[Guy glances cautiously around the corner, then answers in a hushed voice.] Don't take this the wrong way, but there's a group of young ladies over there I'd rather not offend.
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[Aaaaand here comes that smirk Guy should have learnt to fear by now.]
Don't tell me you're still scared, Guy!
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Who, me? No, I just...!
[Okay. Okay, she got him. It's true. He's still jumpy around women. Not that he doesn't wish it were otherwise.]
[...Sigh.]
I just don't think that maintaining a few yards between us would make a very good impression. Especially not after today's been declared a holiday.
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Ohhhh, that holiday? Don't you think it'd be great for some lonely young girl if you got over your phobia today and swept her off her feet?
[hint hint]
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[Finished refilling the other bag, he hefts it up.]
You know I can't just get over my phobia, right? If it were that easy, I'd be cured by now.
[He suppresses an involuntary shudder at the memory of several previous "curing" sessions - none of which solved the underlying problem.]
joins anise in the late zone
Guy! Are you trying some new method of attracting women? I'm afraid to say it doesn't seem to be working. [Should he call them over for you, buddy?]
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Come on, Jade. You know that's not what I'm trying to do here.
[He doesn't trust that smile for a second.]
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Oh? But His Majesty would be disappointed if you attended tonight's dinner without a date. Why don't I just call one of these lovely ladies over to meet Count Gailardia...
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[Guy replies in as even a voice as he can manage.] With all due respect to His Majesty, I received no invitation, nor was I aware of any such plans for dinner.
[Besides that, Guy hasn't once stumbled across Emperor Peony's path since he got here, so he has his doubts about there even being a dinner to begin with. What worries him are the several "lovely ladies" now looking in their direction.]
Come to the think of it, maybe it would be best if I paid His Majesty a visit to confirm the details. [He's trying to sneak away now. Nice and slow like...]