{COMPLETE} Boys let's have a laugh, let's have some mischief
WHO: Kuja {
de_novo_xiii}, Ludwig {
boobieradar}
WHAT: An afternoon shopping
WHERE: The Estate, then the Market District with a trip to the Eagle's Splendor
WHEN: Day 66, parallel to this log
*~*~*
When was the last time he had laughed this hard? Probably never, Kuja mused as he preened his hair and brushed creases from his outfit. He didn't care whatever those two thought. It had all been good-natured teasing and if the brat could not handle something as simple as witty remarks without getting ruffled and rowdy- well.
He probably didn't deserve to be treated to an afternoon with him and the Prince anyway. It wasn't as if they were going to make a handsome royal out of the ruffian- the lad simply wasn't made for such finery. And honestly, wasn't he overreacting? All Kuja had in mind was a neat, clean dress shirt, pressed black slacks and hair slicked into a casual ponytail. Surely that didn't classify as overly prissy?
Yes, he was still trying to quell his laughter as he descended the elaborate marble staircase that would lead to the foyer that housed the front door. He chose a parasol from the umbrella stand, then awaited Ludwig to join him. He smirked.
This afternoon was going to be fun.
de_novo_xiii}, Ludwig {
boobieradar}
WHAT: An afternoon shopping
WHERE: The Estate, then the Market District with a trip to the Eagle's Splendor
WHEN: Day 66, parallel to this log
*~*~*
When was the last time he had laughed this hard? Probably never, Kuja mused as he preened his hair and brushed creases from his outfit. He didn't care whatever those two thought. It had all been good-natured teasing and if the brat could not handle something as simple as witty remarks without getting ruffled and rowdy- well.
He probably didn't deserve to be treated to an afternoon with him and the Prince anyway. It wasn't as if they were going to make a handsome royal out of the ruffian- the lad simply wasn't made for such finery. And honestly, wasn't he overreacting? All Kuja had in mind was a neat, clean dress shirt, pressed black slacks and hair slicked into a casual ponytail. Surely that didn't classify as overly prissy?
Yes, he was still trying to quell his laughter as he descended the elaborate marble staircase that would lead to the foyer that housed the front door. He chose a parasol from the umbrella stand, then awaited Ludwig to join him. He smirked.
This afternoon was going to be fun.