Day 55, Whenever is Convenient

[spinning_nissi]

Nissi spent her day happily flitting from one end of the resort to the other, sampling everything it had to offer and quite content to let the men and women there lead her various massages and treatments and one very amazing bath. She smelled like a garden in full bloom, and wore nothing more than the robe they had provided. Her hair was piled up

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[gwenyth_b_good]

"Gaudy statues and columns shouldn't be an afterthought. Sometimes simple beauty is the most elegant." He glanced her way. "Then, you never knew you had powers until you came here? Would they have killed you right away if you had shown powers there? Powers were discouraged on my world, but allowed if the user could prove betterment of society through their use. That's why I could practice mine."

Gwendal pulled his lower lip in. Had he been that obvious? "Don't be silly. It's just that the employees here should not be kissing my - your lips. I meant, your lips. Slip of the tongue. And it's not like they're my lips or anything. They belong to you, not me, and your lips can kiss any lips they want. But the employees. It's just - it's just unprofessional and embarrassing for the resort to allow the smooching of clients. I shall have to have a good long talk with management about this whole situation, including the rude masseur this morning and earthquakes and kissing employees." The floor beneath Gwendal's chair had began to thrum and vibrate the more agitated he became. He brushed a hand through his hair to calm himself, avoiding her eyes. It wouldn't do to cause another earthquake. "So am I jealous? Don't be silly.... Yes... What do you think? Should I keep my goatee?"

[spinning_nissi]

"I... suppose..." Nissi didn't know all that much about gaudy statues and columns. Compared to where she had been before, she thought they were nice, if a little misplaced. "I had no idea I had powers. I'm sure my father would have had me killed as quickly as possible. He wouldn't want to be troubled with such an embarrassment. And if they came later, well... I suppose I would have been killed then too. I don't think I could have hid them for very long, if at all."

She watched him curiously, and with a little disappointment. Did she want him to be jealous? Something told her she did. "You don't have to go through so much trouble for me..." Considering it wasn't exactly true... Was his chair shaking? She leaned even closer, despite protests from the woman at her feet. Did he say yes?

"Goatee? Oh. It's very nice. I like it."

[gwenyth_b_good]

A frown creased his forehead. "I don't think I like your father."

The frown remained, but the vibrating had stopped. "It's no trouble. I've been dissatisfied with some of the services here, and to think that an employee would dare to lay his hands on you and kiss your soft, plump pink lips, so sensual and ..." His voice faded off to nothing...

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... Shaking his head, he blinked his eyes and cleared his throat. "So you like the goatee? I'll have them trim it up nice and neat." He hesitated. "It ... um, didn't bother you when we were ... um, kissing the other night?"

[spinning_nissi]

"No one really liked my father."

She touched her lips briefly. Were they really that nice? "It didn't bother me at all. I like kissing you."

[gwenyth_b_good]

He chewed nervously on the tip of his newly manicure index finger as he watched her carefully. "I like kissing you too." He leaned towards her in his chair, closing the distance between them.

[spinning_nissi]

What was he...? Oh. She curled her legs up under her so she could meet him halfway without spraining something. The woman working on her feet threw up her hands and huffed a bit, but didn't say anything.

[gwenyth_b_good]

Gwendal leaned in further, his eyes half-closing as he sought her lips with his. Just as he thought he might make contact, a loud 'ahem' startled him. He brought his head up abruptly catching his interrupting manicurist in the nose. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" He glanced apologetically at Nissi for what had surely been going to happen, but didn't. Holding her nose, the manicurist stalked off again. Gwendal called after her, "Do you think you can find someone to trim my goatee?"

[spinning_nissi]

Nissi sat back, hiding a chuckle behind her hand. "I'm afraid we're upsetting our caretakers. Maybe we should try something safer until they are done?" She reached out, offering her hand.

[gwenyth_b_good]

Gwendal relaxed back in the chair, rubbing his head where it had made contact with the manicurist's nose. Reaching out with his free hand, he took Nissi's in his and gave it a light squeeze. "I don't think holding hands will get us into too much trouble."

A stylist came over with scissors and a razor and began to comb at Gwendal's beard. After a few suggestions for him, the woman went to work as he sat back and enjoyed the attention, all the while holding Nissi's hand as if it were a part of him. A few snips and razoring later, the scraggly facial hair had been shaped into a neatly trimmed, smooth goatee that set off the masculine angles of its owner's face. Gwendal admired his new and improved look in a mirror, catching the admiring glances of the some of the female staff in the mirror too. He turned to Nissi. "Well, what do you think?"

[spinning_nissi]

Nissi sat back again, and let the woman get back to work on her feet. By the time Gwendal was done, her nails were trimmed and polished and she was half-dozing from a foot massage. When he addressed her, she blinked and sat up a bit to give him a better look. "Much better," she smiled. "You were handsome before, but it suits you better now."

[gwenyth_b_good]

"You think I'm handsome?" He couldn't suppress the huge grin. "Would you consent to have dinner with me tonight, my beautiful lady?"

(OOC: We can end and move on, if you want. They can eat without us. LOL

[spinning_nissi]

"Yes, of course you're handsome." She was sure others must have told him as much. It was obvious to her. She nodded. "Dinner would be lovely."

(OOC: Sounds good to me. ^_^)