Remnants of the Earth
AEDOLIS => Haviah => Topic started by: Anonymous on March 18, 2008, 07:10:48 pm
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No matter what happened in life, shopping was always going to be there to help calm his nerves.
After all, Haviah was a haven right? New jewellery, new parts for his body which he could replace his old ones, upgrades, and not to mention there was much he could do here. The mall was the perfect place to relax. There were restaurants, bars, little cafes, even juice bars. Those were interesting. Entire bars dedicated not to selling alcohol, but just beverages made from fruit and vegetables. Not that they weren’t good drinks of course, but they were so strange. Delicious though. Sometimes he’d go to a juice bar, get a drink there, and head to a real bar and get his favourite alcoholic beverage and mix them together. Ah, that was good.
He had chosen to start wandering the mall during the later hours, when less people were out. His sleeping schedule was incredibly mixed up, sometimes he’d be awake for the entire nights, and sometimes asleep for the nights really, such was the life of a man who had a hectic schedule that revolved around war and conquest right?
With Tempest outside, he was free to wander the mall mostly uninhibited. Sure he had the psychic link still to her but…she wasn’t really able to tell him all what he should do. No limbs or appendages to lose, no eyes to be replaced, nothing serious for him to do…he just got to wander about. First stop was to look at new cybernetic parts, a new hand perhaps, maybe something to give him a strange new look in the end. Something new, some new part of his body to be replaced, heart maybe? It was always tedious deciding, and he really didn’t like the idea of rearranging his organs. They were in working order after all, and they DID look nice, at least, that’s what the scans had said. He had yet to have himself disembowelled after all, though Tempest had warned him of it might happening in the future.
Adalwulf sighed as he ran a hand through his hair, combing back the half white and half indigo hair, getting it free from his shining orange eyes. Ah, all the fun he had modifying his body, he had yet to find a way to stop his hair from ever moving again. Gel worked well enough of course, but it was so tedious really. There had to be something better perhaps! He’d find it eventually, but cybernetic hair or fake hair really didn’t work for him. Not in the least.
His next stop was to find a juice bar. He didn’t much feel like drinking, his stomach was perhaps a little on edge at this time, he’d rather just have something sweet and fruit flavoured instead. It would at least help to calm him down just a bit then. “Lemon. Lots of lemon. And one lime.� He told the clerk quietly as he stared downward at the countertop. Something nice and sweet, or were they sour? He was pretty sure Lemons were sweet. Something like that! It didn’t really matter of course, he just knew that it was really delicious after all. Soon, with drink in hand he was back to the mall, standing in front of a place that had a big label on it saying “Tattoos and Piercings.�
Should he?
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A dark purple light lit the shadows of her face as she stood in a dark hallway away from most of the shops. He headset was giving off the light as her brow furrowed in frustration, everything in her body language said the person who was on the other end of that headset did not please her. She shook her head and rubbed her temples.
'It is supposed to be my day off.' She grumbled in her head. Lantenac gave a hearty chuckle.
You Never get a day off. The person on the other end stopped talking for a moment.
"Satori are you there?" She opened her eyes. again and let her hand drop from her temples and lifted her arm to press a button that expanded into a little organizer on her wrist which she typed on with her left hand.
"I know all these things that you're telling me Daniel."
And you should be a little nicer.
'I suppose I could.' Lantenac had the same amused sound he often got at her attitude with other people. She followed his instructions and changed to what he wanted, she barely thought about it as she did it."Well Daniel keep me updated. If anything new comes up call me any time." She pressed a button on the headset and shrank back into the plate that connected her to The Network. She continued typing on the keyboard for a moment then pressed a button that closed it and it shrank back into her silver cuff.
She gave a relaxed sigh and walked out of the hallway and back into the bright lights of the place. She let herself slide back into her day off. Though she didn't feel she was relaxed enough. Satori spotted one of the alcoholic bars and steered herself towards it with a small smile.
The man behind the bad seemed to recognize her, or at least the emblem on the shirt she wore. A black tank top with the emblem of the pilots in white. She had a nice leather jacket on over it and a pair of tight black pants and some high heels. Her hair was up in it's usual ponytail. She saw his eyes drift to her scorpion tail and she narrowed her eyes. He compensated by giving Satori a percentage off the price of her Vodka and fruit drink. She licked her lips as he set it in front of her. That taste never got old. Even though this Vodka was far more powerful than it's past versions it was still perfect. She swayed down the walkways wondering and sipping her drink when she stopped dead in front of a tattoo and piercings place. Another pilot was in there, plus the thrill of something interesting. a new mark.
<Satori Clare, Don't you look strange enough?>
"No such thing Lantenac."
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As he pondered over what to get next, what possible thing he could do to his body, he felt something...there was a tug, a new tug at his mind. Lazily he turned his attention toward the source, staring at the woman who was there, coming into shop. At first, he wondered if there was someone else that was doing that tug, until he realized of course who was there. It was the woman, she was the Pilot actually! Those bored eyes brightened ever so slightly as he figured out just who it was.
Mayori.
Wait no! No it...it...His head tilted to the side and his lips pursed as he tried to think. Not Mayori...Um...Sator i! Yeah. That was her name. He had seen her around of course, he was sure he had eaten dinner in a mess hall near her, might have even talked to her actually. He couldn't really remember at this time, things were jumbled at this time. All that was his focus right now was just on the next piercing or tattoo. He already had a few tattoos on his arm, one on his hip, piercings on his left ear...hmm...he could get four in his right perhaps...one in his nose...
However, he decided to approach Satori, she might have an idea as to what would be a good choice.
"I'm having a crisis of conscience." His voice was soft, somewhat bland with little emotion as he stared at Satori, though there was a small smile creeping on his face. "What do you think would look better, four stud earings in my ear, or one hoop around my nose?" He asked her as he turned his head slightly to show her his ears. "Already have two over here in this ear, so I'm not sure which would go better with what I have already." Then of course there was the matter of his tattoo. He had to get a tattoo of course.
"I was thinking of," He stopped talking, mid sentence to raise his drink to his mouth and take a long sip, making a slightly puckered face and shaking his head before coughing. "Getting a long dragon tattoo up my shin." He said as he looked down to his leg, giving it a small shake. It would go well with the whole...being a pilot thing after all. He already had a trailing comet on his hip, and there was pair of crossed swords on his arm, so the dragon might be appropriate.
"So, what's your honest opinion?" After all, she was a woman, she knew what she was talking about. Well, he hoped she did at least, he wasn't even sure he had a real sense of style, but he was trying.
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I am pretty sure there is Satori Clare. She frowned and pouted a little.
'Lant, you're a giant dragon and you think I..."
Watch your tone girl. She looked down at the ground as if he was in front of her .
'I'm sorry.' she replied instantly and she shuffled a little looking a lot like a little girl she wasn't. 'I'm just interested in the other pilot, I so rarely meet them in off time anymore.' Lantenac was quiet so she assumed it was safe she wouldn't further provoke his wrath.
She walked into the shop and looked around for a few moments before seeing the other pilot approach her and start talking very quickly without really introducing himself, though he didn't really need to. She saw his hair and knew who he was, plus that handy little psychic connection.
She took him in silently nodding as he went on rambling about himself and his piercings. She tilted her head and looked at him trying to decide how to answer. Mostly she was concentrating on how she thought he was somewhat attractive and obviously very interesting. When he stopped talking she tried to concentrate on what he had been talking about.
"Well...to be completely honest." She put her hand over her heart for a moment. "I think that the nose piercing would make you look like some kind of strange animal." She smirked. "Now the tattoo of the dragon sounds interesting, I'm sure any dragon would love to be inscribed in your skin." She had considered the idea a couple times herself.
It felt good to have someone to speak to besides vendors, people were normally so nervous and not free with themselves when they talked to her. She supposed she was somewhat intimidating. The giant tail may have had something to do with it.[/u]
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Satori had actually caught Adalwulf on a day he was feeling particularly chatty. He was away from Tempest, though he could still feel her trying to push him on, but it wasn't as strong...and he had a day off. He could sort of be himself. Sort of. He couldn't really be totally himself, that part would always stay hidden deep inside of him. It was just his way though.
Still, with her giant scorpion tail and all, it was odd he hadn't remembered her name right off the bat.
Wulf raised a hand to his nose, fingertips touching the tip of it as she said it might make him look like some strange animal. Hrm. Perhaps it might really...then again, he was Wulf, being an animal was all part of it! Then again, what did she know? He'd never seen any animal of sub-par intelligence with a nose ring or something like that. Maybe a sub-part intelligent humanoid but never an animal. Still, he didn't want to look like any of that, so a nose piercing was now off his list for the time being.
The studs in his ear was still up for debate.
"Thanks then...Satori right?" Just because he was pretty sure he knew her name, didn't mean he was completely sure. Best to check instead of like...well...you know. Call her a name like he knew for sure and then just up...being wrong. That tail looked like it could really hurt. Right, angering the woman with the large painful looking tail is a bad idea then. Not like he'd have a reason to anger her of course. It just seemed kinda mean perhaps.
"Tattoo it is. You going to get anything?" She might look good with a tattoo. He had almost wanted to get a tatto on his face, a really intricate almost ancient Tribal tattoo on his cheek or something but he never dared do that yet. "You'd look pretty good with one around your wrist or on your forearm. Something that's just a design." Didn't have to mean anything, just had to look good after all. "If you're not sure, just watch and look while I get mine. See if it's worth the trouble." Of course, the trouble with Wulf is that it had to be painful. He went to completely unneeded lengths to get his tattoos done, Tempest insisted on it after all. That was another person like Satori. You know, big painful tail and all. Though Tempest had a lot more in her arsenal.
Wulf gave a small wave, having given her the invitation to watch his tattooing if she wished, went to the front desk and placed his card down on the counter. "Tattoo please, this dragon style, around my leg. Make it look like this." He showed a small holo projection of Tempest, making sure to note the colours before putting it away. The man behind the desk gave a small nod as he swiped the card. "Ink it first, put down the layer with that, outline, colour it light first with laser, and then back to needle for finishing touches and darker colouring." In an instant he could have the tattoo on him with laser, almost completely painless and it wouldn't take as long but...
This was a representation of Tempest after all. She was pain, so it had to hurt.
"Alright, take a seat, an artist will be with you soon. Pull up your pant leg and you might want to put your drink down." He just gave a shrug as he went to the chair, using one free hand to pull the pant leg up while he held onto his drink. It only took a minute for someone to arrive with various instruments, different inks and lasers ready to begin the process. And so it started, first burning off all hair on the area with a laser and then moving on with the needle. It buzzed quietly, like an angry bee just ready to sting. As it began to move into his flesh, Wulf went tense and his head lolled back as his eyes closed.
Oh he could still feel pain, but it only registered a little bit on his face. However, he didn't dare drink, as he might choke or spill for that matter. Some people watched, a little disgusted by the barbarism, while others were impressed, even intrigued. After the pain of the Pilot Program, there wasn't much to fear from a needle, not anymore. Didn't mean it didn't hurt, just he had felt more pain than /that/ after all.
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Satori walked next to a little closer than may have been polite but he didn't seem to care too much. She found herself pulled by him, it may have been the connection or just him she just wasn't sure what it was. Any guess would be a shot in the dark.
She walked up to the desk with him and as he described that tattoo she watched him and the man behind the counter like a hawk almost. Wulf spoke so serenely and business-like. Even though the man behind the counter looked confused and a little nervous of Wulf. She shook her head as she realized why. That would be a very painful way to do it. The man kept glancing at her not so much to include her but like she scared him. She simply arched a brow and crossed her arms.
Satori stayed near Wulf as he wandered into the back room. She sat in a chair somewhat close so she could view what was going on. She never took her eyes off of him, she could see him move a little in the face sometimes but he was barely showing it. Her brow furrowed as she watched him. The crowd formed around her but she never looked side to side. Her eyes were glued to him.
For some reason despite the pain she suddenly really, really wanted a tattoo. She felt it was like a challenge had been laid down and she would need to take it. She...needed to see what it was like.
She began to ponder her options in her mind her fingers tapping the chair next to her as she stretched out more to think. She always kept one eye on him though.
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He barely even noticed that she stood beside him. He barely even really noticed the fear of the man behind the counter. Barely. It still registered, he just...didn't care. The holo card had told who and what he was after all, and a Pilot could be the worst kind of trouble. However, he had no plans for trouble, this establishment had been good to him for a while so...what reason would there be for unorganized chaos? It just seemed like a bad idea.
As Wulf sat there, his head lulled back slightly and his eyes closed. He just had to relax, focus on something other than the pain. However, in his mind there was always that little voice that would try to pull him back, his dragon, Tempest, calling him. He could hear her, and he would slowly find himself back and focusing on the pain. She was amused, he knew this much, but he wouldn't dare upset her. Just let her think he was in pain, let her believe it.
Heh, there was something good about all this, the attention, the crowd.
Though it might have only been about five or six people, it was still nice, more so with a fellow pilot in the audience watching in awe of it. A sadist because he could be, or at least, because he was forced to be. That wasn't a matter though, because soon the pain was disappearing as the laser was being applied. Sweet relief really, if only for a few minutes or so. He dreaded to hear the sound of the needle starting up again, but stayed as still as possible as it began to bite into his flesh.
The blood was wiped up soon, a laser was run over it to seal it all up and he looked at it carefully, smiling slightly as he stood up and looked at it. Yes, very nice, it looked really nice actually. It had turned out just as he imagined it, and that hopefully would please Tempest. It wasn't her portrait, the style was a lot more archaic, a lot more interesting he thought than the normal dragon look so, he liked it.
"Looks good don't it?" Wulf asked as he knelt down to roll the pant leg back down. There we go, one new tattoo and he was all set. As he stood though, he did get to have a great view of Satori, and his arm and hand brushed against hers as he rose, by accident, or...maybe not so much. "Think you'll get something?" He was back to looking...normal, his face having that bored expression on his face. Though, a small smirk was trying to creep through his regular bored expression.
"I think a howling Wulf would look good on your thigh or on the back of your hip." Of course, she wouldn't know he had really referred to himself, but his comment had been innocent if anything. "They do good wolves here."
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She watched him stand and slide the pant leg back down, it was slightly gruesome to watch, though there was no denying both of them had seen and been through worse. She shook her head at him.
"Keep doing those things and people will think you are a masochist." She gave him a slight sneer as the people around them started to clear out. "I don't think a wolf should be on me quite yet. Though you have inspired me." She knelt down in front of him and lifted his pant leg up to look at the tattoo again. She hovered her hand over it looking at it. She stood up again sliding his pant leg down slowly and turning away from him and walking over to the man.
"Do you need something?" She pulled out her keyboard again with a killer smile pressing a button on the side and it projected an image above the keyboard of a wrist with a scorpion and a dragon around it one on each side reaching for the other.
"I'd like this." She tried to keep her smile as he looked somewhat perturbed.
"Do you want it like your friend there?" She looked at Wulf over her shoulder.
"No, I don't think I'm quite up for that today."
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Oh they had both been through so much more than just a simple needle tattoo, this was nothing compared to the pilot program
"People are free to think what they want about me." Wulf just gave a small shrug of his shoulders as he looked about, wondering just why all the people had been there. It didn't matter, after all they were leaving. He did give a small grin at her comment, almost letting a chuckle get through. Heh heh, this was a nice little surprise wasn't it? "A shame. Well, at least some good came of it." He blinked as his eyes travelled down to look at her as she rolled his pant leg back up, trying to figure out just what she was up to.
That's when she pulled the pant leg back down and went to the counter. Wulf followed, staying though a few feet away, he didn't want to seem...any weirder of course. He did peek over her shoulder to look at her design and nodded approvingly. It was always good to get a tattoo that reflected who you were, and the scorpion with the dragon sort of made a lot of sense.
"Not many are." Wulf commented as he came to stand near her more. "Can't wait to see it." With that he went to the back room where the man pointed to, where they should all go to. It was room number 3, and Wulf stood off in the corner of the room, smirking to himself. If he was smooth about this, he could even get a second tattoo on her. Would that be smart of him?
No, that wouldn't. He should probably not interfere. On the next run when she got a tattoo maybe, but the first tattoo should at least be proper.
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Satori followed Wulf and the man back to door number three. She noticed how she fell in line right away and tried to ignore the feeling that she was programmed to do so, it was nicer to believe she did it on her own. They entered the room and she gave Wulf a wink as she sat down. The man was looking very nervous and making a few humorous scared expressions as she shifted her tail around to get comfortable. As if she might skewer him at any moment.
She let her arm relax as the man begin to pass over it. She found it was barely painful, she barely noticed it. Of course that was because she didn't take the same route as Wulf with the pain and all. She was looking at Wulf every once in awhile. She wasn't sure why he wasn't obsessively looking at his tattoo that's what she would be doing like every five minutes. That hadn't been his first though probably.
Satori realized suddenly how quiet Lantenac had been since she walked into the shop. When she was out he normally did a running commentary on everything for her. Like he was enjoying the day off himself. He was like a real conscience one that was huge, real, scary and cause her a hell of a lot of pain for not listening. She wasn't too sure on if he was a devil or an angel though.
She was pulled back to the moment at hand, literally, when the man started to turn her hand over on his own. She checked her gut reaction to pull her hand back from him.
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Adalwulf would admit that he would be just a little scared if he had to be in close quarters with Satori. That tail and all would make for some interesting times. Going the bathroom, having a shower, hell, even sex must be a strange time. Maybe she had a little cork for it so she couldn't stab people? That would probably solve a lot of problems, and maybe people like this poor tattoo artist wouldn't be really afraid of her. Wulf wasn't too scared of her, after all, it was just another appendage. An arm could kill, a leg could kill, her tail was just...really...rea lly good at killing people.
Because it was pointy.
Wulf watched her carefully as she got her tattoo done, as she had it laser inscribed into her. How...painless that must have been. Must be nice not to have to deal with all that pain right? Wulf gave a small smile as she looked toward him. It was starting to look real good, the man had yet to start to put colour into it, but it would probably turn out nicely.
Did it hurt? Did you feel it Wulf? Did it make you feel alive? Wulf went a little stiff, the pain of his tattoo flaring up suddenly as he closed his eyes. Tempest. Ah, she was doing it again. Y-yes. It hurt. It hurt a lot. I didn't...feel any different. He shot back quickly, making sure not to let her get too dragged into this. He couldn't let Tempest know his pain, that he dreaded getting a tattoo because well...he wasn't allowed anything but the needle, and a bit of laser.
Maybe he should stop taking himself to the mall during his day off, or at least near a tattoo parlour right? Too late now though.
Still he sipped on his lemon drink, watching as the tattoo man finished up with the art and stepped back to let her look at it. "Very nice." Wulf commented, being able to see it on her wrist from where he was. "I still think the Wulf would have looked better." He grinned slightly, and much to his surprise there was a small sigh of disgust from Tempest in the back of his head. Just harmless fun Tempest. He told her quickly, trying to appease her. If you do manage to...woo your new friend, I hope you know you're staying in a hotel. If he didn't know better, he'd almost think she was perhaps a little jealous. You could always find her dragon and hook up. There was a rough snort and no other answer. Hah! That'd be...scary really. Dragons getting together at the same time as their pilots? That was a frightening thought actually.
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Satori stood carefully and held her hand out so she could see her wrist turning it over to see the complete design. Exactly how she had wanted it. The scorpion was reaching towards the dragon. The dragon looked sort of calm whereas the scorpion had an angry look in it's eyes. She hadn't exactly asked for that but she thought it was rather appropriate.
"Maybe next time I'll get the wolf somewhere." She nodded to the artist and followed him out to the counter handing him a card to swipe. He did so quickly and handed it back to her. She tucked it back into her wrist computer.
"Thank you ma'm." He seemed to have overcome his fear of her...mostly. He still watched her with a sort of panicked look. She turned to look for Wulf and started to ponder. Should I ask him if he wants to go somewhere else? She wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. She hadn't met anyone truly interesting in some time. She normally just went to the brothel. She didn't want to scare him away yet. And it easily happened.
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His dragon tattoo looked almost the opposite of hers, Whereas hers was nice and calm looking, his was angry, eyes full of vengeance. Just as Tempest was, it was scary how good it looked actually, and how true it range. His skin got goosebumps just thinking about it actually. Brrr. Not a very good thought at that.
"Here's hoping there is." Wulf commented as he followed her to the counter so she could pay. He finished his drink and tossed the empty cup away with a small sigh. That had been delicious, and now it was just all gone. Oh well. He could have more later! Maybe on his way out he could pick another one up. Though, right now, what could he go do? He had just gotten a new tattoo after all, and the Mall was still quite open. Brothel? Nah. Strip club? Nah. He didn't much feel in that mood right now.
He looked down to his clothes as he picked at them. Hm. Couple of rips and tears that had been patched up again, most of them had been from Tempest actually.
"I need new clothes." He spoke up suddenly as he looked to Satori. It was his way of inviting her to join him. He wasn't sure of how to do that properly, after all who wanted to go clothes shopping? Erk. Not to mention she must have an interesting time getting clothes right? Considering the tail and all. Better keep that to himself.
"Might be a little boring but care to join me Satori?" He could almost say something about that, but he just stared on at her with that somewhat bored expression he had perfected so long ago. Didn't want to seem...TOO interested in having her with him after all. Not until he learned a bit more about her, or just got to see her down in her skivvies.
Either one worked for him.
"Could even find you a few new shirts, or some negligee that...negotiates the tail." He gave a weak grin, trying his best to at least be funny or something along those lines.
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Satori smiled and turned back to Wulf. She was hoping he had some idea to keep their day going. After all the night was young. She didn't want it to end it had been awhile since she had a friend or anyone similar. All work acquaintances or just brothel employees. It would be nice to have someone who chose to be around her, for just...her being there. She smirked as be spoke.
"It's so hard to find good looking lingerie that suits the tail, I often just have to buy black." She gave him a sideways glance as she started to head out the shop. "I'm sure you wouldn't have trouble picking some out for me though." She heard a large ancient male sigh in her mind, filling it. She had gotten use to the quiet his unannounced return shook her a little.
I suppose the tattoo isn't so bad if I'm incorporated into it.
'I didn't think you'd have much trouble with it.' She answered smiling a little.
Though I don't know if I should condone fraternizing with other pilots. Satori sighed in her mind at him. Lantenac gave her a dangerous growl and rattle. She stopped giving her attitude.
'I don't think he's so bad sir.'
The whole workplace thing after all. Don't want you to get distracted. He had a dark turn to his voice, like he was almost threatening her.
'You know I don't get distracted Lantenac.' She heard him make an agreeable sound then not say another word. Always keeping her focused. Making sure her mind never strayed to far away from him and her duty. She rubbed her temple for a moment...like she could forget.
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"I'm sure we'll find you something there. Custom made if we have to." You wouldn't know it from his expression, or from the tone of his voice but he was actually genuinely excited by this prospect. He had found a rather cute girl to hang with, another pilot none the less, so she would be able to understand his unusual demeanour. It was most refreshing actually.
"I hope I can." Just two people looking for something, anything to make them feel alive again. Whether that would be just a romantic tryst, or just companionship, being able to just stand side by side with another, one who knows what they've gone through. Would they grow to be attached? Perhaps. Wulf would try to hold little attachments to her, and he hoped she would do the same. After all, things could go wrong. She could die in battle, she could be sent away to another side of the solar system, or...heaven forbid, she could be a Gospel.
If it came down to it, and they had to fight each other...he had to have the mindset to be able to fight her.
Wulf was almost so caught up in his own thoughts that he just about missed the store. It was a very large store, it was filled with three different floors, the basement being a little more...risque than the first two floors. They'd start on the second floor, he did like it up there with all the thousands of tops available. Not to mention they had hats, collars, bracelets, accessories, that sort of thing. "In we go. There should be some good shirts on the second floor." It took a minute to get to the second floor, for them to reach the different sections. Mens on one side, womens on the other.
When Satori arrived at his side he turned to look at her. "So, would you like to see me try on shirts first?" He had no qualms with nudity, not his own anyway. He had no reason to be ashamed of it, and sometimes even enjoyed it for that matter. There was very little shame left in his mind.
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Satori had a calm happy expression on her face.
"Well custom made of course would work." she followed after him out of the tattoo parlor. She watched the other people walking in pairs or in groups some by themselves. Then she looked at Wulf. They weren't doing anything really involving their positions in the military it was just them, enjoying their time together away from everything. Satori almost felt like a normal Aedolis citizen and not one of their elite. She wondered if it was something in her life that could make her feel connected to her everything instead of on the outside. It would be amazing if...
Don't get too close Satori Clare. his voice was cautionary worried. Almost like a father reminding his daughter to be home by eleven, but the almost included a little bit of a threat in his voice. A warning once again that she was his, first and foremost, and that he should be the only one that mattered in the end. She nodded to herself. Remembering a few times she had tripped into some sort of relationship because she thought it might be that way. Satori's heart ached a little from the ache of the memories, but it was an ache she had learned to deal with.
Wulf brought her back to the present quick enough with his question. She almost hadn't realized they were here.
"Yes of course you go first." Satori arched an eyebrow at him, there was no harm in getting a little attatched was there?
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Just two people. That's all they were. Maybe there was a prospect of things to come, where they may end up, but for now, Wulf was just happy with the idea of spending time with someone who wasn't afraid of him. Someone who feared him because of his job. Satori wasn't, he knew that, she was like him...she was really like him. It was nice to know that there were still people out there he could spend time with, away from work, away from all that suspicion and all that...work.
A chance meeting that changed everything.
Good way to put it yeah?
"Sounds good to me." Wulf began to pick through the different shirts and accessories. He wanted something for his wrist, something new...perhaps a leather brace for it, maybe gloves or something. He also wanted some good shirts, something artistic even. Wulf hunted down a few good shirts, ones he liked anyway, they were with darker colours, no doubt things that would clash with his strange hair. Nothing ever went well with that. "I'll be out in a flash." He disappeared into a changing room with a wink, shutting the door behind him. It only took him a moment before he was walking about again, he almost looked like a new man. His shirt was a short sleeved black number, and had a strange curving design in pale gold running along the front. It changed halfway through to a crimson at the back, forming what seemed to be rather artistic wings on his back. He had a leather braces on his wrists, studded with silver spikes along the middle. He had decided against the collar and chain for around his neck, for this outfit anyway.
"Feels like me...it's missing something though, like it needs something else yeah?" He couldn't put his finger on it. It just felt like it should have something else to it. Maybe he'd find a pair of pants to go with it, or a nice belt. Ah! Maybe it needed a belt. Which was odd since it was a shirt...but it needed a good pair of pants and a belt to go with it. "Like it though?" He asked, giving a slow spin on one foot so she would be able to see all of it.
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Satori tilted her head and her tail twitched a little as he walked out of the changing room. He looked different. It was so strange what a change of clothes could do for a person's image. She realized he was far more elaborate with his outfits than she ever was.
She watched him spin and then she nodded. Tilting her head the other direction.
"Very nice, though I think you may be right, it needs something else." she took a couple steps over to him, then ran her fingers over one of the bracelets briefly. "I really like the bracelets." She then turned with a small smile flipping through a rack of clothes.
She always wore just simple black outfits. She looked down, really forgetting what she had put on this morning. It was the same, she grinned and turned around back towards him.
"Perhaps having you around will spice up my style."
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He had a lot of time on his hands after all, so he liked to try and make himself look good as best as possible really. He did enjoy dressing himself up in different and strange manners, making hismelf look...well, make himself look interesting. People wanted to approach him, or wanted to at least look at him, double take, that sort of thing. He enjoyed that sort of thing.
"I'll find a nice pair of pants to go with it I'm sure." Wulf grinned large as he nodded, laughing. "Well, I hope I'll have some influence on you." He turned on his heel, giving his hips a wag before he disappeared back into the changing room to try on another shirt. When he appeared once more he had a white shirt, with short sleeves and writing on it. 'Naughty Dog' was written on it, and it had a broken chain outlining the words. On this one he wore the collar for of course.
"Now this is a whole different feel. If I wear the chain on this thing, I can always make a chain yanking comment." Wulf mused as he rubbed his chin, a slow grin finally creeping along his face as he did a spin to show off the back, which had a bunch of what looked like muddy paw prints on it. He enjoyed it for the fact that it was animalistic, he would have preferred a wolf but...well dog worked out good enough really.
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Satori snickered covering her mouth for a moment then moved her hand and just out right laughed. Too amusing. She hadn't had fun in a long time. Real fun. Spontaneous fun. She would make a note to try and inject some fun into her tight schedule perhaps. It seemed like she had been missing something.
"I believe that's very appropriate for you." She shook her head still laughing a little. She still wasn't sure how successful of a shopping trip it would be for her. She'd have to make him pick things out for her. Satori was in the habit of getting something simple and quick, not letting the trip take too long and she did NOT want this trip to end yet.
"It's very nice! I really like the collar. Seems like it could be fun." She gave a small smirk at him. He certainly didn't look normal. Which she highly enjoyed.
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He may have been considered out of it, but he had his sense of humour with him, buried beneath all that pilot program and what not. He was glad that Satori had that too, that she hadn't lost anything so to speak. Wulf really was glad to have someone along for this, as he did get to show off his new clothes to someone, and get their opinion on it at least.
"I thought so too, the whole dog/wolf thing." He ran his hand along the collar, around all the silver studs, grinning to himself. He did like collars, they felt neat! Maybe he was a little bit weird but he was allowed to be after all; the only people who would question him would be other pilots and the higher ups. Well. Tempest too. Though she seemed to not really mind his wardrobe choices. Probably because it involved leashes and what not, which she had him on.
Wulf grinned as he strutted about, moving closer to her to show off the collar as he ran his finger beneath it, showing it to he. "You should get one too, they're great I think." He moved away, going back into the changing room. He took a little longer this time, and there was quite a bit more noise. It kind of sounded like chains. When he reappeared, he had...well a short sleeved shirt on that was made of mesh really. It was black, but one could clearly see his torso beneath it. The chains were two chains wrapped in a cross over fashion from his hips to his shoulders, creating an X basically. It seemed he had used the fact that the shirt was mesh to weave the chain through.
"Ooo, should have heated the chain up." He noted, squirming slightly at the feel of the cold steel against his body, well, where it was touching. He struck a rather effeminate pose for her, though grinning still. "So whaddya think? How's this one?"
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Satori's mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide. Well, that was....interesting. She tilted her head to look at him a smile crossing her face. She came down on the positive side of that outfit. It was amusing if anything. Plus the chains were so handy.
She looked him over a little longer before saying anything and smiled wide.
"I like it! Definitely original." She turned her head the other direction to look at him. Observing his body beneath the mesh and her smile turned into a smirk. "And very you I think."
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Well she was shell shocked, and that could only mean good things really. Did she like the outfit, or...well he'd wait to see what happened. The smile coming across her face did light her features and give him all the information he needed. She liked it then. He still just posed and flaunted for her, grinning a little at her.
"I'll rattle something fierce, can't sneak up on anyone." He sighed wistfully, putting a the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically. "Small price to pay I suppose. Alright, I think those are good for now." He disappeared into the changing room once more and appeared again a few minutes later with his original clothes on and a bundle of them under his arm.
"Now we move downstairs and get some pants and belts." Heh. Not to mention a few...other things. Well. No, not yet. They'd have to move to the basement for that, and eventually they'd get there. He wanted to get some new boxer shorts anyway. That'd no doubt shock Satori a little bit. "Actually, we should look for shirts for you first...that way he don't hafta get up here again."
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This was a little nerve wracking.
The focus had been on him mostly and it was like the light just swung around suddenly to her. The pilot wasn't entirely ready for the switch. She nodded but looked around realizing she had no idea where she was going in this place, or what to look for.
Satori didn't normally feel so nervous. A lot of parties she threw or even crashed she was pretty much the center of attention. Which made a lot of sense..considering the giant freaking tail. She was use to it of course, but most people never got use to it.
The spotlight just seemed really bright all of a sudden. Maybe it was because she actually cared what Wulf thought of her. She tried to calm herself down it was pointless to get so nervous. People weren't that important to her. Normally anyway...
Humans... Lantenac was in her mind sounding exasperated.
Did you want something?
Of course not, I just wanted to remind you, Satori you have one purpose, what he thinks doesn't really play into that purpose.
So you're encouraging me!
She could hear the dragon sighing in her head but he was right. She found a whole new bounce in her step.
"You'll have to pick them out for me." She grinned and walked over to him motioning for him to lead the way.
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Wulf wasn't one to get worried or nervous. Well. He was when it involved Tempest of course, because it often meant there would be pain and what not, but usually he was a carefree sort of person. Some might have called him slow and stupid, maybe even simple but he was under the impression really that he was just who he was. He liked that about himself.
He was himself.
She seemed really nervous, and he wasn't even sure why of that. She was like any other pilot really, one who visited brothels, like to drink no doubt, and rode around on a big dragon vanquishing the foes of the Aedolis. Now she was in the presence of another Pilot, and yet...she seemed so...he wasn't sure how to put it. Was she perhaps worried what he thought? What did he think anyway? He knew he thought she was cute, even the giant scorpion tail added some aspects to that...she was likable too, in more ways than one.
Huh.
Did she think this might have been a date?
Was it?
"Dress up it is then. You can be my doll then." His eyes were alight with fun but his voice was perhaps a little on the bored sounding side. Well, it just didn't hold too much excitement to it, that's not how Wulf was. It was always his eyes that reflected it all, that's where the excitement was. Tempest couldn't put out the fire in his eyes, no matter how much she huffed and puffed. Wulf started to wander about the isles and various racks of clothing for Satori, grabbing and picking different things. some were baby doll shirt, perfect for hugging curves and accentuating the chest. He even managed to find one with insects on it, a light green colour with black dragonfly's on it that said "I'll dragonfly away with you any day." which...had to be good.
One particular combination was a large fishnet style shirt that covered all the way down to the wrists, sort of like what he had on before, but the holes were a whole lot bigger. "This one needs...needs something...can't just wear it as a shirt. Ah..." He found a tube top, simple, purple...tube top. He layed it against her for a moment, looking between it and the mesh shirt. "Yes. This colour." Alright. A few normal shirts with pretty colours and designs, and then a few of his more playful abstract ones that he wanted to see her parade in.
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Satori watched him walk around the smile still crossing her face then her face quickly turned to curiosity as she went to catch up with him as she saw some of the things he was picking out. She caught glimpses of some of the shirts but never really got a full view of them. Some of which looked much smaller than she normally wore. But this was all about adventuring right?
She gulped.
She wasn't sure she was so ready to show so much skin. Then she stopped walking and thought for a moment. She worked on her body so much it fit to show it off right? Though that wasn't really the point...her thought trailed off as she saw he tube top he held in front of her. Her eyes went wide for a moment then she smiled at him.
"Interesting...to say the least." Then as she looked at him and saw how he looked happy just to be around her and out something clicked in her mind. She felt so awkward because it had never mattered really what her opinion was...it always dealt with Lantenac except in a few areas. This was one of the few places someone cared what she thought.
A low growl sounded in her head. Lantenac...and he was mad...obviously so, and it was because she had an opinion.
Sorry Lantenac, You know you come first.
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Wulf was really actually enjoying himself. Considering that he didn't get to do this much, only to himself. That wasn't much fun after all. He found that she had a good body after all, and he could use that to his advantage. It was really quite fun, just being able to put anything he really wanted to on her! He could feel she was nervous perhaps but...since she could see what he had been putting on well...yeah.
Shame was silly.
"It'll look good! It really will." He insisted as he handed her a few more clothes and led her around to the changing room for women. It took him a moment to find a seat to sit in but he finally got one and hauled it over. There wasn't a lot of people around, he found that odd. Maybe they were warned that he was headed that way. Well, people were like that, really scared of Pilots and all that. Not to mention that...Satori had the tail thing going on.
He wondered what it would feel like to hug.
Bet it would feel all smooth.
Hm? Oh! Clothes right! After they were done on this floor they would take their finds downstairs to the pants and skirts and all that sort of thing. Then they would move downstairs to what might be some really fun times. Like panties, bras, boxers, swimsuits, and a speedo or two for him!
Hah, he'd shake his money maker for her!
Not that he made much money from shaking it. He'd make a couple of credits one time actually but...that was a strange day actually
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Satori nodded and followed him around the store, seeing his so comfy made her comfier. They arrived at the dressing room she let a breath escape her to release all her nerves it's what she always did before a mission before flying before using her powers. She always let a breath out to release all the things she didn't want in her mind anymore.
"Well of course it'll look good." She was thumbing through the pile of clothes trying to imagine the things that were in this strange pile on her body. Some of the things she saw she actually liked, surprisingly. Maybe she should make Wulf do her shopping for her most of the time. She looked around as well seeing there weren't many people. She got a small grin on her face. That could work to her advantage. Putting on a little show for him. Her grin grew wider.
she stopped at the tube top and mesh shirt again and she wondered how all these things would look with her tail.
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Having fun with the little girl? A voice cut into his mind and he coughed uncomfortably. S-she isn't little Tempest...a-and...Y-yes. Um. How a-are you? He asked his dragon as he waited for Satori to come out of the booth in her new clothes he picked out for her. He didn't know why Tempest despised him having some fun...it wasn't like it would get in the way of...anything.
You have your fun now Adalwulf, but remember who you belong to. Always. He sighed in relief. So he was basically given permission at this time. He could really enjoy himself! Yay!
Wait.
What was he enjoying himself with again?
His eyes focused and looked around at the room he was in. Hm. Let's see...there were clothes around. A lot of clothes around. And he was in front of a booth of some sort. OH! The girl with the scorpion tail! Wulf instantly perked up as he folded one leg over the other, his hands resting on his knees as he stared at the booth of the door. It was almost like he was trying to just burn through the door and see what was on the other side.
Hehehe. Scorpion tail.
It was sexy! She was sexy! And she wanted to stay with HIM. How cool was that? She was a pilot too so it wasn't like he couldn't easily find her. If he remembered. He would remember. Yeah. He had to! Even if he had to make some note to remind him on the VCN.
Oh he should go to the VCN again and update his Personal Page.
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Satori was glancing from shirt to shirt in the piles she had laid around the dressing room. She was spacing out as she move automatically around the dressing room and tried to decide which outfit to attack first.
The more time she spent with Adawulf, the more she could feel him there his presence, a little of how he was feeling, without even trying to do so. In general cases it was more than annoying and very difficult to concentrate on anything but being a pilot. With him though it was like it made sense. She tried to keep her powers...and tail in check around him.
The urge was hard to resist though. To know exactly what he was thinking. Of course though...he would know she was in his mind. She shook her head and saw which outfit she was standing in front of. The dragonfly one. She smiled and slid off her other shirt putting this one on. She turned and looked in the mirror and gave a quiet gasp.
The shirt hugged her very well and left a little portion of stomach peeking out. Her eyes were a little wide and she turned around and looked over her shoulder seeing a little of her back hanging out too. She posed a couple times and a wide smile was on her face. it WAS a good idea to let him pick. Then she spun again and opened the door walking out of it with her hands on her hips and grinning at him.
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Wulf spent his time being patient, though his eyes were full of eager intent. What would she look like? Would she look great? Would they just not work on her? No! That couldn't be. It had to work. They had to look good on her. He had picked them out for just that matter.
She would notice his mind was strange. His feelings were very muddled, his thoughts were soft and everywhere. His mind wasn't normal at all. Some might even think him insane if they were able to peek into the depths. His mind was full of military training mostly, but if they looked deeper, if they poked around, they'd find a bit more of his sanity. His real thoughts. What he thought...what he felt...how he reacted to people and situations...
It was just a very strange mind.
He was staring vacantly while the door suddenly opened and she stepped out. For a moment he said nothing. He seemed almost blank. Then he snapped back and noticed her standing there in that shirt. It did hug her, quite a bit, and his grin slowly appeared on his face. His eyes lit up as he gave a sharp wolf whistle. Oh he liked it indeed actually. He could even see a little bit of her stomach as the shirt didn't cover all of it, and he liked it.
Licking his lips he stood up and looked about her, peering over her shoulder and inspecting her. "That is absolutely terrific." He told her with a grin as he took a step back and sat down again. "Your tail just makes it all the better though. Mmm."
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Satori panicked and felt really nervous for a minute as he sort of just sat there. Then she could feel the overwhelming pull of his mind as it twirled around in there thinking. It felt a lot like her own, like it jumped around to all sorts of different things at random times. Often finding yourselves spaced out in random places. Reciting Aedolis laws over in your mind when you weren't even originally thinking about them.
It was strange to be a pilot.
Then he reacted. She started to blush at him and even let out a bit of a giggle as he walked around her. As he looked at her tail and only talked about it in a good way a wider smile broke over her face. He made her feel...normal. And it felt...good.
"Well you are my new personal shopper then Adawulf." She winked at him and went back into the booth a giant smile on her face. She slid the dragon fly shirt off of her head and set it in her 'yes' pile. She started to flip through the other shirts and stopped dead when a black thin shirt ran over her hands. There was a green dragon made of shiny material on it. She stopped feeling it slide over her hands it felt strange to her. She slid it on over her head and it covered her but gave her figure an even slimmer look and felt soft against her skin.
She tried not to think about the fact that the look in the dragon's eyes terrified her.
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He didn't mean to just stare at her, but his mind didn't focus on her for a moment. He wasn't even really sure WHAT he had been focusing on really. It had just...well he wasn't really sure. It wasn't a good thing though. Well. It might have been of course. However it just sort of flew out of his mind and that was about it. He was focusing on Satori once more.
If there was one thing that he had been taught by the Pilot program was that he shouldn't discriminate. They had people there with wings, and elbow spikes, and growing claw hands...So he didn't really discriminate.
that would be wrong.
"Really? I like the sound of that." His grin stayed plastered to his face as he watched her recede into the booth. Awww. He wanted to go in there with her. That probably though wasn't a really good idea of course. He had only just sorta met her. I mean. He knew her and all but...he was just really getting to know her. The her her. The one that no one really knew because of the fact that they were pilots.
Which was sad because she was nice and cute.
Wulf put his arms up behind his head, resting them there like a pillow of sorts. He couldn't wait to see what was coming. This wasn't even going to be the highlight either! Tops were really cute and all but...there was the bottoms and the underwear that was coming up!
They should put a veil on her tail too, that would be awesome.
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A hearty chuckle was bouncing around in her mind as she tried to pull her eyes away from the dragon's own on the black shirt. The voice was as familiar as her own conscious. She probably listened to it more than the latter. She shook her head and closed her eyes breaking free of the staring contest with the shirt...she should have guessed it would win, the shirt didn't have eyelids after all.
The laugh still hung like cobwebs as she walked out of the booth and started to pose again for Adawulf. She grinned at him over her shoulder the dragon's tail twisted around to the back of the shirt. She tried not to think about the fact that she was surrounded by it, but it was a truth of most of her life.
"It's pretty, but I'm not sure about this one." Her eyes drifted off a little then turned back to him. He would probably see right through her act. That was an advantage of the whole pilot thing.
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Wulf was one of the few Pilots who didn't actually use his powers outside of what was really needed to. Things like talking to his dragon and what not. Other than that, he found it rude to try and poke around in other people's minds. It was either that or he did it all the time and he just really couldn't remember. Both of them were very possible considering just who he was.
Still, he wouldn't use his powers here.
He didn't even know he should have a reason to do so!
As she walked out he was once more upon his feet. At least he hadn't forgotten why he was here. He smiled as he very obviously began to check her out. Why shouldn't he? She was a real hottie, and she was with him. That still astounded him. She wanted to be around him. He began to circle her, peering closely at the top. Maybe staring at her boobs a little. Just a little.
"Really? I think it looks great on you." He told her earnestly as he continued to admire her. Oh yeah. Underwear was gonna be a fun floor to experiment on. There was no question about it. She was all trim and sexy, he was surprised he hadn't lost his head already!
"And the design is so...um...you know...for us pilots." The right word didn't come to him but he was trying his best to think about what it was. Ironic maybe? He wasn't too sure. He just knew that it was something funny but also kinda deep. There was a word for that somewhere.
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Satori smiled as he stood up and walked towards her again. She felt a warmth climbing up her neck and cheeks making her ears a little warm. This shirt was apparently going in the yes pile as well. She nodded as he spoke feeling closer to him as he struggled to find words to define the shirt. It was exactly how she felt about it.
"You're gonna turn me arrogant Adawulf." His name felt right coming from her lips. She spaced out and wondered absently if he would ever make her scream it. Now that was just wrong! Or...really, really right. She couldn't quite place it. Though it was far too soon to think about such things! Right? Right! She grinned to herself though, loving the way he was looking at her. Satori's heart was moving faster against her chest and she felt a very nice heat she hadn't felt honestly for someone in a long time.
She wiggled her fingers at him in a goodbye as she sashayed back into the dressing room. She put the shirt in the yes pile but upside down so that way the eyes wouldn't keep staring at her. She turned in the booth, happy that it was a larger sort of booth so her tail would fit. Truth be told though, it was still somewhat cramped. Her hands grabbed hold of the purple tube top and the fishnet shirt sliding them on. She turned and looked at herself from each side. She grinned widely. He might go crazy after this one.
She wandered out of the booth and started to pose for him again.
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"You mean you aren't already?" Adalwulf asked her with a small smile. This apparently was a very lucid moment of his. It was good actually. Very good. He just seemed to watch her with a large smile, wondering what was happening in her mind. Then of course, his own mind began to wander as he thought about what to do after this. Food would be nice. He really wanted a burger or something with deep fried to it. Or Rice. Rice was really good too. Wait. Why was he thinking about rice again? Was there something about rice that he needed to remember?
Already his mind was going in a strange loop of remembering and then forgetting. However, movement in his eye made him remember that he was at the mall with Satori. Hee hee. Scorpion girl. That tail was so neat. Hah! He could actually say to her "nice tail" and it wouldn't be a euphemism or anything, it would be totally true!
He didn't even bother with a chair, he just sat down on the ground with a goofy smile on his face. He couldn't way to see what she was going to change into. He couldn't remember what he had chosen for her, but still, he must have picked good things! Really good things! His fingers drummed along his knee as he watched the door carefully. Huh that was a pretty neat door. NO! Must not get distracted. Focus on...on...RIGHT! Satori in the booth. Though...she wasn't in the booth now. She was...out of the booth.
Wulf looked slack jawed as she stood in front him. It was a mixture of awe and shock, kind of what you might think a person would look like if someone saw their Goddess for the first time. This time Wulf didn't stand up but stayed right where he was.
"Did...Did I pick...that one out? That's..." There wasn't any words that he could really say. He just grinned at her. He really didn't want to stand up. That ahm...that wouldn't be a good idea. Let's just say that some blood moved to a different part of his body.
"I love it...we need to get you a few more of those..." And perhaps a neat nylon shirt. Oh he knew a few really sexy ones that would look great on her. But damned. Fishnet and purple tube top. "I'd um...get up and look around but ahm...The floor is really comfy actually. Yeah." He nodded as he patted the thin carpet. Yep. Really comfy!
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She leaned over him for a moment as a slight blush crept up to her cheeks making them a little rosy as she looked at Adawulf. She put a hand on his shoulder touching his neck slightly. She shook her head giving him a very knowing look and biting her lip.
"Yes it looks very comfy...like concrete with fuzz on it." She didn't have to be a pilot to see what was going on. She stretched herself straight again and went back into the booth feeling very satisfied with herself. She slid the two shirts over her head and put them in the yes pile. He hadn't picked one wrong shirt, he had somehow read her mind. She laughed a little to herself...wonder how he did that? She rolled her eyes at her own joke. Then grabbed another two shirt combo she had managed to sneak without him seeing her grabbing it...she hoped anyway it might ruin the surprise.
Her hand reached out to grab the shirt she had been saving till the end. Her giddy flirty grin was replaced with an evil teasing one as she looked at it. The top shirt was a thin black material that would cling to her in all the right places. It felt like air in her hands as she let it glide over them. It was cut around the neck so the fabric was like a collar, her shoulder were exposed and down her arms a little till the sleeves came back in and went down to her wrists. The bottom shirt was just a black shirt with out straps that cut off right above her belly button.
The two shirt slid on and she stopped as she looked at herself in the mirror with a surprised expression...it was black like most of her clothes but different right? She would have to keep him around to help her pick clothes...and to pick them off. She shook the images that came into her head away and walked out of the booth.
"This is the last one." She got on a serious model face then couldn't contain the laughter and broke into a giggle.
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The touch on his shoulder made his skin rise. In the good way, with goosebumps, not the bad way, which was the fear way. He didn't fear her. How could he? He just watched her carefully as she watched him the same. Did she know? Probably. It wasn't that hard to miss considering that he was almost blatantly obvious about it. Being all nervous and covering himself and trying to look aloof but failing.
"Yeah, exactly like that. Except it's not moss or anything it's just like...fuzzy goodness." He nodded quickly before he gulped as she went back into the booth. Whew. Okay. That was good. Very very good. Maybe the floor was a bad idea to sit. He didn't even know why he had sat there. Getting up somewhat awkwardly, slouching somewhat to try and aah...hide everything he quickly sat back on the chair. Alright. He could hide very well here he just...crossed his legs and rested his hands on them. There. Very good. All hidden!
Things were good then.
He waited for her to reappear though, his attention drifting once in a while. Like what to have for supper. Or lunch. Next meal. Right. That's what it was. Next meal. The door started to open and his eyes snapped right to it to look at her. To stare. There was a blush on his cheeks now, creeping onto the pale skin. O-oh my. "I...I uh...I REALLY like that one." Yeah this wasn't fair. Now he really would have to stay sitting wouldn't he. His mind began to race with different thoughts and pictures, too fast for his brain to really process but he knew some of them were probably naughty.
"I think we've picked the best clothes for you!" It made him wonder of course. If a SHIRT did this to him, how did he expect to get through all the naughty things. Hmph. It wasn't fair being a man. Man's...ness stood out in a crowd. Hah hah. Literally too!
"Definitely keep that one. Yeah." When she disappeared he quickly stood up and...making sure no one was looking he began to sort of pace quickly. Had to get the blood somewhere else. Like his legs. Or his face. Blushing would help. Or hinder. Considering it would probably make him think of Satori and then he'd be right back in place again!
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Satori let the door latch behind her with an audible click and slide the top off. She put them in the the pile with the others and pulled her regular shirt on again. She stopped as she straightened herself up and slowly pushed a strand of hair back from her eyes. She felt herself being pulled into her mind again. That happened to her a lot. She would just zone out lost in her own mind. It was one thing that never quite got squashed out of her through her training. She thought she still has a good grip on who she was before she went into the real training the all out training. After, she was just a little less glued together, a lot more cynical, and a load more sarcastic. The small changes meant a lot more...they always grew into different things. Satori wasn't positive if she missed the little nervous candidate she used to be or not.
Why was she even thinking about this? Why did Wulf make her all introspective? She shook her head again sitting down. She tried to keep her eyes in her lap but they drifted up to the mirror again. She could almost see the young her sitting there. The lighter color clothes. She looked at the organizer on her wrist...speaking of younger her she needed to write her father a letter. E-mail him, call him, something. Her thoughts drifted off to a quiet place where she wasn't even sure if she was thinking about anything...just muddled smoke.
She shook her head again more forcefully this time. She typed a note into the organizer about writing her Dad a letter then walked out of the booth holding the clothes to her chest. She almost bumped into Wulf expecting him to still be sitting down. She stopped and watched him walk back and forth a few times with interest. A grin broke out across her face.
"Antsy?" It felt so good to be around him, he just made the dark weird smoky thought bubble into happier feelings.
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Wulf wasn't a normal person really. He used to be, at least, if he could remember anything about himself he would remember he had been normal. As normal as a poor lower caste boy could be of course. Wulf's mind was more instinct now, it only kept what it truly needed, the training of being a Pilot. All that he needed to know could come as second nature. If Wulf needed to fight, he could fight, and it would be as if he were breathing. This however raised the problem of memory. He kept fragments of people he met, of who they were and what they meant to him. However, one would have to really ingrain themselves in his mind for him to truly keep a good focus about them.
That didn't look like the very ah...excited fellow pacing back and forth in front of the Women's Changing Room at a department store. Thankfully blood moved elsewhere and he was presentable again. How embarrassing! She had done this on purpose. Or maybe...since he had picked out the outfits, he had done it on purpose.
Her voice cut through his fog and he grinned as he turned to her. "Always of course!" Not so much a lie but it was probably better to say that instead of the real reason he was running about. Now was onto pants and shorts and what not then wasn't it? He gathered up his clothes as well, grinning at her. "Let's go downstairs and try on pants." He was gonna make her wear a skirt. Plain and simple. Get her back for the tops.
It was just like he wanted to torment himself and dig deeper in that hole he had already started. Trudging off with a grin on his face he led her back downstairs to the first floor. He would go first again. He loved pants. He had to match his outfits. And get one pair of pants with a lot of pockets. Plus he had seen one with some really cool loops and hoops for belts. Just completely useless and random belts everywhere. He led Satori to a changing room and grinned as he slipped inside. First thing was first.
The belty pants of ultimate never fall down. He quickly pulled those on and began to do up the belts. There were a number of them, criss crossing up and down the legs and two crossing across his waist basically. The pants were a dark grey colour, very dark grey, while the belts were black with gold buckles. He stepped out with a proud grin on his face, doing a turn on his heel to show it off.
"Pretty awesome eh? Belts."
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She sat down in one of the chairs as he went inside the booth. She crossed her arms laying them on her stomach and getting comfy. As she sat and waited her mind wandered off again. Mostly it was thoughts of Adawulf this time. Just happy thoughts. Not even really thinking anything just...basking.
She raised her eyebrows as he came out of the booth and tilted her head as her eyes traveled downward. Belts. Lots of em. She wasn't one who kept up with styles, all she knew was that she found those belts crossing over him very, very attractive. Perhaps it was the idea of being bound. She shook her head clear but the grin that had slight evil to it still crossed her face.
Though...it would take awhile to get them off...the time involved would be...totally worth it. She grinned wider.
"Yes they really do have belts. Lots. I like them a lot." She tilted her head the other direction and let out a quick breath. He was really...yeah. She turned her head away for a second a little blush starting on her neck.
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The belts had been a little annoying to do up, but thankfully he could figure it out. Nimble fingers and all. It helped when one hand was actually a fake cybernetic hand. He did those belts up something fierce. Not too tight of course, that would be silly. He had to check himself out in the mirror to make sure that all of the belts were done up. Heh. He liked these pants. Good thing he grabbed a second pair. Heh heh.
He grinned as he pulled at a few of the belts to show them off. They were hooked through hoops and loops, which meant you could choose your own belts too. That means he could get a bunch of really fun belts! He could get them here too, on this floor. They'd get them in passing before they headed downstairs. Heh heh, the downstairs would be fuuuun.
"I like 'em too! Okay! They are like...keepers then!" He proudly marched back into booth to get changed into another pair of pants on. These ones were...interesting. Tight black leather pants with little fringed running down the side. They were held in place by a belt that looked like a snake running along his waist, biting its tail.
"This one I think is probably good for like...um...y'know...clubbing and stuff...where I don't have to sit down cause...I don't think I can do that in these." He turned around though and gave his hips a little shake, looking over his shoulders at her with an evil grin. "You like?"
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There were certainly benefits to being around a man who was very comfy in their sexuality...you got to see their butts in pants like that. A huge grin broke out over her face as she stared at him. She covered her face a little and shook her head.
"Well they certainly show you off Wulf." She chuckled. Her eyes couldn't really leave the pants and she was getting very distracted. Then she heard the clubbing bit. Satori really hoped he didn't make her go clubbing. That normally ended badly. In impaling or something. When they said back that thing up...they got a lot more than they bargained for.
She tilted her head again looking at him. Art is what he was. She thought a bit more on the clubbing thing. If she got to see him dance in those pants it might be worth a few innocent bystanders...just maybe.
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Wulf was very comfortable in his sexuality. So very comfortable. He loved it. He went anyway he wanted to, so long as there was some fun sex or interesting adventures to go along with it! Heh heh. Not that he was thinking he would get lucky with Satori. Wait...did he? He wasn't really sure. He was more focused on 'We have got to get some awesomely sexy outfits' and that was about it. Though it was true he was thinking about taking her to a club.
"You think so? I'm glad, I really like them." Wulf gave her one of those grins again as he walked away, his hips doing that shake thing again while he got to the booth and closed the door behind him. The only way he'd be able to really fluster her even more was if he walked out in assless chaps. Which he did pick but decided it would be inappropriate to show them off. Besides, he wore them over top of something at least.
He had a pair of fringed pants, with funny little strips of cloth running down the sides of the legs. They were a nice dark brown colour, and thankfully (or maybe not) they weren't as tight. However he looked...kinda good in them he thought. He'd have to wear the proper shirt with it but...he could pull it off.
Something with Rhinestones.
He shuffled on out of the booth with a smile. "Not as sexy, I know, but they're soooo...um..." He scratched the side of his head as he tried to think of the word. Him? Perhaps. "Me. Yes. I've got a shirt that I think'll work too...with those little...stones on 'em."
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Satori was fascinated with Adawulf. She just couldn't help herself. She knew that pilots varied from one to the other. But Wulf, had a joy in him...a happiness that didn't exist in most Pilots. Most were too jaded or other wise traumatized. She was sure Adawulf was as well. Even she was! He just seemed to brush it off of his shoulder though, like none of it touched him. She tilted her head as he walked away. Though there was a sadness to him still. He couldn't avoid that touching him as well. None of them could.
He re-emerged still looking yummy. She grinned at him. She tilted her head the other direction and then the other way again looking at him. Those were interesting too. That's about all she could think to describe his choices. Interesting. That's just what he was! She couldn't get over it! She bit her lip. She couldn't wait till the next time she could see him maybe they could sit and talk exchange stories. Did she actually want to share her story with someone?! She took a deep breath careful and slowly.
"They look nice! Oh rhinestones? I'm sure you could pull it off." She was a little distracted. She always wanted to forget her past and anything to do with her parents really. It made being here more difficult. She wanted to share herself with someone? She couldn't believe it.
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It was hard to be unhappy and to be jaded when your mind only half worked. Or it worked, but in such a very funny odd way. Wulf was just a very unusual person, that's how he was. He was easily amused, easily excited, and he didn't have time to be sad or to be jaded. There was good in the world still, and he was very much into it. Plus now he had Satori, she was such a treat to have around. She was so...pretty and she was so smart, she even liked the things he did! Like tattoos. They were really good. He just had to get more of her! He'd hafta take her out and everything.
Which would be fun. Pilots didn't get to have fun like that.
"I hope so, cause that's what could go with these pants." He told her as he ran his hands down them for a moment, smoothing them out. He liked the other ones better, and he was pretty sure she liked them too. Still had to go clubbing though...because really...he wanted to burn off some energy. Probably trying to get her in bed would be a bad idea, since they just met!
Besides, that was furthest from his mind at this point.
He really did want to move around and dance however. Because it was hilarious fun! He wanted to move about and shake his money maker. And have a couple of those really...colourful drinks that bubbled and had a small umbrella in it, or a slice of fruit. Oooh. An apple would be really good right now. His eyes looked around for a moment. No apples. Oh! It was a clothing store. Right. He grinned as he moved himself back into the booth. Wulf had found himself some pants that had a lot of pockets. A lot. They were a dark chocolate colour, and had about fifteen pockets on them. When he emerged he was still pulling at pockets on the legs.
"Uhm...I don't...I don't think I have enough stuff for these pants..." He told her as he looked them over, sticking his leg out to try and examine all the pockets. There was a lot of them! And he really wasn't sure he could use them all. He didn't want to have all these pockets and have no reason to use them...That would be a waste. Plus they were kinda baggy. "I think I might trip over these...they hang kinda low...even with a belt..."
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She giggled and looked at his pants. That was a lot of pockets. He really liked things that were on the extreme side of the spectrum. She supposed she should be thankful since a giant scorpion tail was certainly extreme. That...was a lot of pockets. She sort of liked the way they hung lower.
"I don't think anyone has enough stuff for those pockets." He did look far too cute with his pants about to fall right off of him.
She blinked.
Better not to think about that right now. She shook her head free of the cobwebs and blew out a deep breath, trying not to imagine his pants falling off. It had been awhile since she was genuinely attracted to someone. It was getting the best of her she thought.
"The belt pair still wins in my book." She grinned, they were also going to be way too much fun to take off. Not thinking about him like that...she was failing that task miserably, very miserably.
((Sorry it's so short, kind of sick >.<))
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((It's a beautiful post poppet! No worries!))
He wasn't sure that he wanted to buy pants that he couldn't fill with stuff. There was a really easy solution of course, and that was buy more things to fill the pockets with. Then Wulf thought about the idea of...well, whether or not he would use all that stuff. he didn't want a bunch of crud in the pockets he would never use. It would all just weigh him down. That wasn't such a good idea. He needed to be light for...some reason?
"Hrm. I'll put these in a maybe pile." Wulf told her as he pulled the pants up. She would notice a scar above his waist, barely visible as it was hidden under the hem of underwear and pants. Dyerlich. He retreated quickly back into the changing room to try on some more pants.
These ones were rather...old fashioned.
He would call them the puffy pants. As they puffed out quite a bit around the shin but then became tight against the ankles once more. Also, there was the fact that they were two different colours. One of them was a light red, the other was a pastel yellow. These didn't have pockets at least. Well. Maybe. They had a sort of flap? Pouch maybe. In any case, he really liked how flashy and unusual they were.
He stepped out of the changing room, finishing doing up the very thin leather belt that was being used. "Hee hee, these ones are pretty." He commented as he did a few stretches in them. He couldn't even really feel them...the material was so soft and smooth. He had a shirt just for these, almost the same colours, but a different sort of...mixed up design. Like someone had just smeared it with the colours.
"These ones are coooomfy." He told her as he began to smooth them out on his legs and rear, grinning all the while at her. "Not as sexy as my other ones but I can totally be a jester of some sort with these. I just...have to learn an instrument and stuff like that."
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Jester pants.
And yet somehow he still looked adorable. How did he pull that off?! How?! She couldn't help but grin at him. He was far too damn cute for his own good. She wondered if anyone else she even knew could pull off those pants. She thought about guys she knew in those pants. Marshal...that just made her giggle more. Then Roman...with a sledgehammer as well of course. These images were almost to much. She could see Gabey in them maybe....maybe.
Though she wasn't sure how long she could stare at them without laughing.
"Wow Adawulf, those are just...special...so mehow you pull them off Wulf." She leaned forward and reached out to touch the fabric her fingers running over his legs a little bit. "They do feel comfy though."
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It was just the nature of Wulf.
He was really good at filling any sort of clothes. He loved it really. Of course, Wulf didn't like all the clothes he picked out because it just...didn't really work for him. These jester pants of course would be a little bad of course, they would just make him a real...target perhaps? Not that he'd care, as long as he looked sexy to someone then he'd be okay with it! And he was sure that Satori would at least.
"Thank you! And they do feel comfy...Hee...okay okay...check out these old retro one I found." He rushed back inside. There was a bit of struggling and such that one could hear, some grunting and rustling before he emerged. He was wearing a pair of white leggings that clung to his legs and feet, over top of that was a black...well it looked like a wool skirt almost, it wasn't plaid like a kilt or tartan skirt. It was just like a thick wool wrap kept in place by a belt with a gold buckle. He grinned at her as he spun around, the wrap floating up a little bit to show off his butt, though it was wrapped in the white leggings of course.
He pressed his hands against the wrap, giggling at her. "Oops. Hope you didn't see too much!"
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He was just too much! Far too much! She watched him retreat into the booth again. She suddenly felt like she was part of a cartoon. She really hoped he didn't run out with dynamite attached to him or some sort of giant bunny suit on. Even the belt pants hadn't made this much noise! She was terrified of what he was going to come out of the booth in.
Then her question were answered...
"You are an insane individual...in a good way though!" She burst into laughter. He would certainly always keep things cheery no matter what happened. His butt still looked nice in it. Even though the outfit itself was just too silly. She blinked at him. "Just crazy."
She hoped he knew better than to try and get her to wear outfits like that...one step at a time please. She wasn't ready to wear such bright colors. And be conscious during it anyway.
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If there had been a bunny suit in the store, Wulf probably would have grabbed it. Or at least the little fluffy tail, because that would be fun to wear. Maybe the whiskers and the bunny ears. All floppy and silly looking. Ahem. Of course there had not been anything like that at this point. He'd have to go to a costume store for that. Which of course would be fun. They had lots of things there after all.
"Why thank you!" He grinned at her as he strutted back and forth a few times, fluffing his hair absently. "They're a little tight though...well...I mean...they stretch and all but...they're so fitting..." He muttered as he reached down to his leg and pulled at the material. When he let it go it just snapped back into place with nary a crease nor wrinkle to be found. "Alright, I think I'm good for pants now!"
After a few minutes in the changing room he came out back in his regular clothes with a big bundle under his arm. He was very satisfied with what he found. "Let's put these at one of the cashiers and then start looking for your stuff!" It only took a minute to find a cashier, who gladly would look after the stuff. Wulf was already headed for the ladies stuff, looking for things to find for her. Skirts. Ruffled, pleated, layered, all sorts of skirts. Of course, not a one went passed her knees. He also found some slacks, and even a similar, albeit much more...butt forming pair of leather pants. He was mainly focused on just getting her some normal pants, but of course had to throw in some of the sexy pants.
Too bad he couldn't find any of the female versions of the belted pants. Though, if he was going ah...be around her, he really didn't want to have to go through the trouble of undoing alllll those belts. That would just...too many belts.
"Hmmm...anything you'd like to try on instead of just lettin' me go all fashion designer on you?" Wulf asked as he turned to look at her, grinning all the while. She was like a doll! Dress her up in anything he wanted, which he planned on doing of course.
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Those darn pants.
They were the devil most certainly. She shook her head clear. Then he snapped the pants at her...
They went right back in place. They must be alive! Evil mutant sexy pants.
"They are very...fitting." She tilted her head to the side as he turned around and walked back into the fitting room. She blinked a couple times and tried to recover herself. This was insane, she wondered how many other people had found someone live this in the Pilot program with them. She grinned to herself. Then she started to think about bottoms. What pants would even fit around this tail. They almost all had to be hip hugging. she sighed. That might work.
He came back out of the booth and she grinned and slid her arm into one of his with a wide smile. The cashier looked at them a little strange as he set the clothes down. Like she'd never seen Pilots before! She really shouldn't be able to tell. Cept the whole...yeah attitude... Satori sighed. It was like the wore signs. Maybe it was the tail though. It shouldn't be this strange in this day and age. Oh well. She looked at Wulf and it replaced the irritation with a warm feeling in her belly.
She watched some of the things he was buying and just shook her head. He was determined to dress her out of her style wasn't he?
"Oh I'll grab something if I see it." Then she stopped dead her arm still in his when she saw a pair of the cutest sweatpants ever. They looked so comfy! she dragged him over towards them. These would be perfect for lounging around after working out, or even working out in them! She made a happy sound as she grabbed them.
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He was enjoying this to the fullest extent, and she seemed to be too! That was good, he liked to be around people when they were really happy. It was just...good that way. Happy people just made the world seem a little bit more...alive and not as dark. All the pilots needed that, just a little bit of happiness and such. Ooo, he should get that made into needlepoint. Hee, Mr. Leech and Romance might like it! He'd hafta look into that later.
He was just about to pick out another skirt, one that was made from a very light material when she suddenly pulled him off course toward something else. Sweatpants! He forgot about that sorta thing. She'd need some very loose things after all wouldn't she? Comfy things. He had a lot of comfy things already. A whole lot of them. Cause he liked to be comfy as well. This was a sexy finding trip though. He wanted to find some sexy things!
"With those pants, I think that should be good!" He told her as he lead her to a changing room, handing over a pile of the skirts and form fitting leather pants he had found for her. For a moment he had just stood there, until he realized there were chairs for him to sit in. Once more he wondered where everyone was. There was barely anyone here. Like...almost no one. The people that were here seemed to be staying right away from them.
Geez, was it that obvious they were Pilots? People regarded them with fear and adoration but...how could they tell? Then again, maybe it was just because the two of them looked very odd. Him with his two different coloured hair and her with her one coloured hair and giant scorpion tail.
He really wanted to tie a little bow around that thing.
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Satori let Wulf pull her around and grabbed some things here or there on her own. She saw a couple things she thought might equal the sexy of some of his pants that he had grabbed. She hoped anyway. She wanted to make him drool...just a little, not too much cause that would be gross.
She grinned to herself as he looked kind of lost as they reached the changing rooms. He was looking around like he was trying to figure something out. She really loved that she didn't know what he was thinking, she could have pushed her way into his mind probably but she liked it much better this way, a mystery.
She went into the changing room leaving him sitting outside. She laid the pile down and slid off her pants dropping them on the floor. She leafed through the pile of bottoms in front of her. Wow...some of these were short. She shook her head, this would certainly guarantee drool of some kind. Of course, a long dress would be difficult for her to wear...near impossible.
She peeked at the pants next, most of the ones he had picked out were hip huggers. She wondered for a moment if he had picked them that way because of her tail...or just because of the sexy factor. She peeked at the skirts again and blushed a little at a couple of them.
Let's start with something a little more tame.
She grabbed the pair of sweatpants feeling the fabric. They felt so comfy! She slid them on and made a noise that sounded like she was purring at the pants. They were very, very comfy. She walked out of the changing room with a wide smile.
"These are so relaxy!" She may have spent too much time around Wulf she was starting to talk like him.
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He was excited! If their little shirt trip had been sexy, then the bottom part of her body would make it even sexier too! He was getting double the sexiness today, which was really just terrific actually. There had been a severe lack of sexiness all around, which had made him sad. However, now that he had a shopping buddy who was willing to model things, it was all happy again! Yay! He couldn't wait, even if she modelled plain pants and stuff it would still be a whole lot of fun!
Once more he was left to sitting, enjoying his own devices, mostly twiddling his thumbs and staring intently at them. Why did they move like that? They felt so soft too. Going round and round and round each other like that. Twiddle was a funny word too. So was Tweedle. He wasn't sure what tweedle meant though. He'd have to find out later on, because tweedle could go with twiddle.
He almost didn't notice her come out of the change room, in fact it took him a few seconds to see other movement, his eyes looking up to her and blinking. What had she picked..."Oh! Relaxing pants!" He quickly stood up to approach her, his hands going to the side of her hip to feel the fabric. "Oooo...nice and soft. Those are good relaxy pants. I think I have a couple of those! All...relaxy and softy and comfy." He let go of the fabric to go around her and check her from all angles. They didn't hug her body, but they DID look comfy.
Really comfy. Damn, he wished he had a pair of those one now. His current pants would do though.
"You just be all lounging around the Citadel with those. Stay in your apartment thingy, big relaxy pants, big relaxy sweatshirt with a...over the head...cover...thin g. Hood! Yeah the hood. Snuggle all up into the couch and watch a movie. Oh that sounds like fun, I'm gonna do that tomorrow." Yes, already he was planning his day of relaxy-ness.
Which would be nice of course.
"Okay! Go try on another!" He went back to his seat to sit down, hands gripping the side of the chair as he grinned, waiting. If he were a child, his feet would be swinging back and forth excitedly no doubt.
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She blinked at him a couple times as he sat twirling his thumbs around. He looked really cute doing that for some reason. Like a little kid waiting for something. She wasn't sure how she had never met him before, they had to have! The pilots were a pretty close group. Granted she had been off by herself a lot, but...she knew she would have remembered that hair of his for sure. Maybe they had always just missed getting really introduced at get togethers.
His eyes lit up as she finally noticed her standing there, that made her feel warm in different places. In her heart and...yeah...warm. When he stood up and started to walk over to her she smirked at him. It disappeared as his hand ran over her hip though. That soft fabric against her skin, the warmth of his hand. Her hips were one of her weak spots. As he spoke her eyes opened, she didn't even realize they had closed.
"Yeah they're...perfect!" She listened as he described what sounded like an almost perfect day. Almost because she wasn't there with him snuggling on the couch. That would have made it perfect. She grinned at him and hopped away back into the changing room as he commanded. Perhaps she would suggest a movie watching with him.
How about we try something a little more interesting now? She grabbed a pair of jeans after sliding off the sweatpants. She looked at the pockets of the jeans and smiled. They had swirly silver designs on them. These would make her butt look awesome! She pulled them on and buttoned them checking them out in the mirror. They did make her butt look fantastic.
She gave a wide smile to herself in the mirror and headed back out of the changing room and walked over to him standing about three feet away and put her hands on her hips posing again.
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Wulf had a lot of qualities of a teenager or little kid, one that made him seem like he shouldn't be a pilot, but some man in a psychiatric hospital. The good part, was he still was able to function like a real Pilot. All his knowledge was moved to instinct, so he still did his duties, and his patrols, just as he should. Besides, Tempest was an old dragon, and she had taken a liking to him. Probably because he was scared of her the most. She was a frightening creature, what could he say?
"I just love having a big pair of snuggly pants." He told her with a serious face and a nod. They were the cornerstone to any lazy day. Though, having a woman in those snuggly pants to snuggle up to while you were in your own snuggly pants? That was also a good thing to have. She was a woman too! And she had snuggly pants! Well, that was best reserved for another time. For another um...one of those two person get togethers. Date things. Ahem. Perhaps!
He went back to sitting on a chair, this time watching the doors so hard he was sure he could burn a hole through it and see inside. That would have been funny. Would have caught her off guard too! What would she come out in next? Another pair of snuggly pants? A skirt even? Leather pants? The possibilities were endless, until the door opened and showed him what was what. And then some. Because she started getting closer. From leaning forward to sitting back he just sort of watched the lower half of her body as it got closer. "Those are...I like those." He stood up slowly and took a gander at her in them and made a small approving noise as he noted that, indeed, her butt looked fantastic in them.
Scorpion tail or not, that was a very fantastic bum. Not that the scorpion tail was a turn off for him. Tails were sexy too.
Tempest taught him that.
"The snuggly pants were good but these just bring a whole new dynamic to pants wearing. I think the dynamic is your butt. It's a very very good dynamic too."
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Satori giggled and couldn't really come up with anything to say with the way he was looking at her. Then when he spoke to her first she stopped giggling and just grinned. He made her feel so good, not that other people she had been with hadn't. It was just a different sort of feeling...sweeter maybe?
"The dynamic is butt?" She chuckled but turned to look at him. "Thanks hon." She smiled at him staring at her butt. She even blushed a little. But she regained herself and waved at him as she walked back into the dressing room.
Moving around the pile of pants she saw that the leather pants were left then several skirts. She stared at the leather pants for a little bit before deciding they should be next. She had never worn leather pants before. They sort of through her off guard. She admired her jeans again one last time before sliding them off and dropping them on top of the sweatpants with her foot.
She pulled the leather pants on and stopped as she zipped and buckled them when she saw herself in the mirror.
Wow...
These are...sexy.
She wasn't sure what he was gonna do when he saw her in these. She guessed his jaw might hit the floor, since hers almost had. She turned around then turned back forward a couple times looking at them.
She walked out of the booth feeling a little self conscious because she wasn't really use to these kinds of pants at all. She tried to hide that though as she walked towards him.
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"Thanks nothing, I'm the one getting the best show around town!" Wulf said, that trade mark grin of his still plastered on his face. And to think he had only wanted to get a tattoo and a nice citrus drink from this mall, but now he was getting his own little...like...fun time! This day could not be any better then. Well. They had still yet to go downstairs. He didn't care if she didn't try anything on, but he was getting some new boxers. Maybe something for sleeping in too. It would be stupid if he slept in the nude, since any old person could just walk into his room.
Being as he still didn't understand that dragons could over-ride the locking mechanisms.
He waved at her as she walked away, still getting the best view of her rear as it walked away and disappeared. D'aw. No more sexy jeans. Well, he was looking forward to what might come out of there now. Had to be something good right? This was Satori after all. She was real good with her...clothing wearing.
And that of course is when she opened the door...and his eyes became wide with disbelief, and his jaw had dropped open. Oh. Dear. Space. That uh...those were...leather...ti ght...jeans...and they fit perfectly. That was...yeah...
"Should have sent...a poet..." He managed to get out, unable to think of anything to say. He had seen some good people in clothes before. Really he had. But this was something else. This was just completely off the charts. "You must keep those." He said suddenly, trying to draw his eyes away from her lower half to her face. Mustn't stare....but so...stareable...
"Those are...more dynamical than your jeans I think."