Because the DR was about due for this.

[basilice]

[ our dear princess here, looking fabulous as always, has come to a dead stop, one strap of his large tote bag falling off his shoulder as he stares and what he's found

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[cardio_swindle]

[You know what this means? RETREAT.]

[basilice]

...Tyki!

[ too late, he's spotted you. ]

Just the man I wanted to see!

[cardio_swindle]

Cyril.

[A string of muttered expletives goes hear.]

Am I...?

[basilice]

Yes! In fact, I thought I might have found something you'd like...

[ he turns back to the chest briefly, rummaging around before coming up with this! ]

[cardio_swindle]

[Hell. No.]

What exactly makes you think I'd like that?

[basilice]

[ blink blink...and then he realizes... ]

Oh no, no! Not for you brother, for that girlfriend of yours! I agree, I can't imagine you would like it, it's so not your color, or your style.

...I'd say something shorter, to show off your legs.♥

[cardio_swindle]

[He's pretty sure this is just worse and worse.]

Girlfr--I'm not dating the violent girl, Cyril, and I think she'd kill any man that tried to get her in that anyway.

My legs don't need showing off, trust me.

[basilice]

[ isn't that always how it is~? ]

Don't be shy. You know, you two were cute together!

...and of course you do, I would die for thighs like yours! You got them from mother, you know.

[cardio_swindle]

[Why is he here and not running away? This is a question he must ask himself.]

Please feel free to tell her that. But she's really.... [More like an obnoxious sister.] Not my type.

...Did I?

[Edging away now.]

[basilice]

[ because he will chase you down and capture you, even if he has to hog tie you like a squealing piglet? ]

Hahah! Tyki, I never really took you as the shy type. Alright, alright, she's not your girlfriend. Got it. She's simply a girl who looks absolutely stunning on your arm.

You did. You got most of her beauty. Took it all for yourself. [ edges closer n_n ]

[cardio_swindle]

[Probably something like that. And that's a horrible mental image. And he knows when he's not going to win.]

I'm not shy... [He gives up.] Sure. Yes. That.

Did I. [Backing awaaay.]

[basilice]

You did! [ coming clooooser, and yes he's still got that dress. ] ...you know, I bet if you put this on, you would look just like her!

[cardio_swindle]

I'm pretty sure I wouldn't. And then you'd be disappointed. [No gtfo with that dress.]

[basilice]

Oh no no, now I'm curious, now I've just got to see you in it! [ I'd like to say you could have avoided this but...no. No you couldn't. ]

[cardio_swindle]

Cyril, back off. [Sob, why are you the creepiest brother ever?]

[basilice]

No, I don't think I will be. Now come here, let me help you into it. [ you like it. ]