Who: Alice Kirkland
What: Lost, but pretending she's where she's supposed to be
Where: (Your character's gender's) Dormitory Hallway
When: Weekend
Why: In search of a couple of troublemakers
(
Would you please allow me to chop off your g**lies and t*dger to serve on the platter, Sir? )
[Glancing ahead, he spots a girl in the hall. Wait, what? He just left his room, didn't he? He IS in the boy's dormitory, right?]
「DROPPED PSP 1ea。」
[He can't look away. Has 2D become 3D? ブロンドの髪...眼鏡...メイド...ぺったんこ! (°д°) Mesmerized, he just...stands there, his hands still holding an imaginary PSP.]
(( ooc: Hover over for translation~. :3))
Reply
[But wasn't he an adorable one?]
[Her cheeks pinked slightly at her thoughts, and she cleared her throat with a fake 'ahem' as she walked over and picked up his device.]
Excuse me... S-s-s-sir.
You dropped this.
(( ooc: *GASP* FLAT?! ))
Reply
[あ? She's talking to him? (*'-'*) か-かわいい~]
[He can't seem to speak. Oh, he's got a nosebleed. I think you broke him.]
(( ooc: It was meant as a compliment ;D ))
Reply
Oh dear, are you ill? [He was even cuter up close. Alice touched his forehead to check his temperature.]
[He's fine. Tsk. No matter...]
We better get you to bed.
(( ooc: That's how I took it~ ;3 ))
Reply
[The soft feeling of her handkerchief on his nose and her hand on his forehead make him glow a bright red.]
[Bashfully, he steps back, his voice barely above a whisper.] I-I am f-f-fine...
If you will excuse me... [Forgetting his PSP, he covers his nose with both hands and goes at a 'not quite walking, not quite running' pace back to his room.]
(( ooc: Yay <3 ))
Reply
[She stalked after him and wrapped her arms around his.] Nonsense. Allow me to take care of you.
[Without waiting for a reply, she dragged him into the room he was headed to.]
(( ooc: ♥ ))
Reply
[As would be expected, his room fits who he is. Just about every surface has something relating to anime, manga or games on it. A lot of figures. The computer in the corner still has his latest show on pause and several games appear to be minimized. The shelf is comprised of manga, manga, games, anime, and manga. Don't look under the bed.]
[He's not sure how she'll respond, but from what he's seen, it's never good.]
Reply
[She looked at Kiku and studied his face. Does it look like the face of a closet pervert? A little...]
[That Alfred owned similar items, but he was not as behaved as this one. Alice wondered if she'd have to bring out his true self.]
[She smiled.] I'll help you. [In more ways than one.]
Reply
[Looks at her for a moment, long enough to note her features again as well as her smile, and then timidly turns away. (*'-'*)]
Help? Oh no, no, no, tha-that is not necessary... [He's not sure what help he's saying no to though.]
I-I'll make tea. Just...come in [Did that.] and make yourself comfortable..? [Inching away and trying to wiggle his arm free too.]
Reply
Nonsense, we can finish faster if we work together. [Reaching back, she pushes the door closed and locked it, all the while holding Kiku.]
[She checked the handle to be sure. She didn't want to be disturbed when things turn out well.]
So... What's your name? [She traced circles on his chest and waited for his answer.]
Reply
N-no, the problem is not about speed... [The feeling of her finger on his chest is really very unsettling.]
K-Kiku Honda. [Somehow he remembers that others get confused when he doesn't use the Western order.]
[Struggling to act, he grabs onto the hand making circles on his chest.] Girls should not be so casual!
Reply
[Alice brushes her hand down his arm as she stepped aside and let go of him.] It's a pleasure to meet you, Kiku.
Reply
[Shyly, he rubs the arm that she had been grabbing and glances at her.] S-sorry, I-I did not mean to yell.
[Moving quickly he clears a spot to sit on the sofa and offers to her.] Please sit, and I will make the tea. [Rushes to the kettle without waiting for a response.]
Reply
It's fine. [She shouldn't rush things. He was shy.]
[She sat down and thanked him for allowing her to sit. She wondered if he was single. If he wasn't, she could at least try to be friends with him.]
Reply
[Returning to her, he ceremoniously places the tray quietly on the table and takes a seat as well, still leaving a fair bit of space between them.]
[He serves her a cup of Japanese Green tea, as well as a slice of strawberry cake he had recently brought.] えと...I hope you like it... [///]
Reply
Ouch- [She almost dropped the cup, but through the pain set it down quickly.]
[Wincing, she cradled her hand] Cor-! That was hot.
Reply
Leave a comment