[Log] I wanna be a real boy? :x

Apr 03, 2007 17:07

Who: Allen Walker (♀), Cain (and whoever else is after the antidote?)
What: Getting the antidote
When: After Allen's post
Where: Cain's house
Rating: Unrestricted

I did not get lost on the way, I did not get lost on the way, I did not... )

allen, cain

Leave a comment

Comments 14

face_downcast April 5 2007, 02:59:25 UTC
It wasn't easy to uncurl from the warm bed, get his clothes on straight and finger-comb the sex out of his hair. But Cain had promises to keep and someone knocking at the door. It wasn't a loud demanding knock; just a light tapping.

Somehow, the courtesy motivated him more to respond than any pounding could have done.

Still somewhat dissheveled, yawning rather lazily, Cain padded down the hallway, fixing his tie as he pulled open the door. His golden eyes flicked up and down over the girl briefly before he raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Can I help you?"

Reply

secretlyadept April 6 2007, 06:49:59 UTC
Allen suddenly bolted straight when the door opened and she was addressed. The handsome man at the door looked very young, possibly not that much older than herself, and Allen immediately thought she had gone to the wrong house. The thought made her immediately turn scarlet.

Attempting to keep her voice in check, she squeaked, "Uhm... By chance are you Mister Cain?"

Reply

face_downcast April 6 2007, 14:12:04 UTC
She was rather cute when she flushed that way. Cain felt his edge of annoyance melt into a comfortable smile, the kind he flashed habitually at pretty women who cast their glances his way.

"I am," he replied, voice still a little rumbling from sleep as he flicked his bangs back from his face with a swift, practiced motion. "At your service, Miss. And you are...?"

One hand went out expectantly, half reaching for her hand and half waiting for it to be given.

The kitten on her shoulder was odd, he admitted to himself. Then again, his poison collection was fairly odd as well.

Reply

secretlyadept April 7 2007, 21:23:30 UTC
Allen couldn't help feeling she had come at a particularly bad time. She shifted nervously a bit (which was strange, since as a boy, Allen was particuarly friendly when meeting new people). Blinking rapidly at the extended hand, she brought her hand forward with some measure of embarrassment before squeaking, "I'm Allen Walker. Sorry to trouble you, but I was wondering if I could have some of that antidote you created...?"

Renlen mewed from her shoulder, so she shifted the kitten slightly for better comfort.

Reply


Leave a comment

Up