RP Example - Gift Giving
Game: Sunnydale OSI
Who: Wesley and Gwen
When: Friday Afternoon (Backdated, but my computer ate it so we had to redo it)
Where: SDH, in Wesley's classroom
Wesley was waiting in his classroom for Gwen to show up. He knew that it was her birthday today, and he had a special gift waiting for her when she showed up. He would go through some trouble to get it, but he was almost positive that it was something that she would like.
"YO YO YO, WES-MAN!" Gwen announced loudly as she sauntered into his classroom. She loved making him squirm. "The time has come, once again, for Ass-Kicking 101! And heeeeeeere's your bestest student!" She posed cutely, wearing sweatpants, sneakers, and a skintight JLA tank top.
Even though he had been prepared for her coming, he still jumped a little when she announced herself loudly. He looked up at her from his desk (he had been doing some grading while waiting for her) and said, "Hi, Gwen. How has your day been going so far?"
"Dude? My day has been fucking AWESOME." She had a bit of a hop to her step. "Got to hang with my two best friends, and when we're done here? I'm going home to do things to my girlfriend that you've prolly only read about in Penthouse Letters."
Wesley cleared his throat and looked away when she said the last part. He liked Gwen, but he still wasn't used to the way she talked. He probably wouldn't ever be. Once he got rid of the blush, he asked, "Isn't today your birthday, Gwen?" He wanted to give her the present he had gotten for her.
"I love makin' you blush, Wes." She hopped up on his desk, sitting there as if she owned the joint. "So... what's on the agenda for today, oh sensei?"
"Well, before we start anything, I wanted to give you something I picked up for your birthday," he said. He reached under his desk and pulled out a long, slender box, still wrapped as it had come from the post office. "I didn't have time to wrap it properly, but I think you'll like it." All of the markings on the box seemed to indicate that it had come from Japan.
"If there's a Geisha girl in here, I'ma fuckin' KISS you, dude." She joked as she began to open it.
"I don't think that I can pull off purchasing you a Geisha girl," he joked. When she opened the box, she found an authentic Katana sword. "It's from the 11th century and is called a koto. It's considered to be from the time that is the pinnacle of Japanese sword craft."
"Holy Christ on a popsicle stick, dude..." her eyes went wide, and she held it up with reverence, before leaping into a few battle stances with it.” Ohhhhhhhhh shit... I cannot WAIT to kill shit with this."
She grinned wildly, and held it like a samurai warrior. "Now if some rednecks try to assfuck me, I can go all Bruce Willis on them."
Wesley could not help but be impressed at how well she handled it. He hoped that came at least a little bit from his training, along with whatever else she had been doing. "I'm glad that you like it," he said.
"I can't believe you remembered my birthday, Wes!" She looked at him, not with her usual snarky smirk, but with real sweetness. "How'd I end up with such a cool guy for my Watcher?"
Wesley was not used to seeing her look sweet, but it was a nice change. "Of course I remembered your birthday," he said. "You're a wonderful girl, Gwen, so I guess that's why you ended up with a 'cool guy' like me."
Gwen hopped over to him, and gave him a surprisingly (for her) gentle and sweet hug. "I know yer my Watcher and it's all professional and shit... but is it ok if I think of you as a friend, too?"
Wesley was surprised, but hugged her back warmly. "It's perfectly acceptable to think of me as a friend," he told her. Honestly, he had already started to think of her that way. He had been surprised that they got along so well, but was happy about it.
"Ok, so what's on the agenda, Wes?" She asked happily.
"Well, I had another surprise for you," Wesley said, running his hand through his hair. "I was going to let you choose whether you wanted to train today or take the day off." He sat down on the desk next to her. "If you wanted to take the day off and...hang with your girlfriend, it is ok."
"Man... I should go home, do Gemma, and fucking TAPE it for you. THAT'S how cool you are." From Gwen? That was a compliment. Probably.
Wesley cleared his throat and looked down again. "Um...well, that won't be necessary," he said, hoping she wouldn't notice the blushing but knowing that she would and run it into the ground. "Just come prepared for training on Monday and we shall call it even."
"Yer a jewel, Wes." She pinched his cheek with a smirk. "An absolute jewel. I think I'll take my new toy here and go home. I got some sweet, sweet pussy awaiting."
Wesley watched her hop off the desk and skip off with her new sword in its box. "That girl's going to break me," he said to himself once he was sure that she was out of earshot.
((If anyone wants to look at the sword, it's here: http://bjorn.foxtail.nu/images/jt_katana.jpg))
Who: Wesley and Gwen
When: Friday Afternoon (Backdated, but my computer ate it so we had to redo it)
Where: SDH, in Wesley's classroom
Wesley was waiting in his classroom for Gwen to show up. He knew that it was her birthday today, and he had a special gift waiting for her when she showed up. He would go through some trouble to get it, but he was almost positive that it was something that she would like.
"YO YO YO, WES-MAN!" Gwen announced loudly as she sauntered into his classroom. She loved making him squirm. "The time has come, once again, for Ass-Kicking 101! And heeeeeeere's your bestest student!" She posed cutely, wearing sweatpants, sneakers, and a skintight JLA tank top.
Even though he had been prepared for her coming, he still jumped a little when she announced herself loudly. He looked up at her from his desk (he had been doing some grading while waiting for her) and said, "Hi, Gwen. How has your day been going so far?"
"Dude? My day has been fucking AWESOME." She had a bit of a hop to her step. "Got to hang with my two best friends, and when we're done here? I'm going home to do things to my girlfriend that you've prolly only read about in Penthouse Letters."
Wesley cleared his throat and looked away when she said the last part. He liked Gwen, but he still wasn't used to the way she talked. He probably wouldn't ever be. Once he got rid of the blush, he asked, "Isn't today your birthday, Gwen?" He wanted to give her the present he had gotten for her.
"I love makin' you blush, Wes." She hopped up on his desk, sitting there as if she owned the joint. "So... what's on the agenda for today, oh sensei?"
"Well, before we start anything, I wanted to give you something I picked up for your birthday," he said. He reached under his desk and pulled out a long, slender box, still wrapped as it had come from the post office. "I didn't have time to wrap it properly, but I think you'll like it." All of the markings on the box seemed to indicate that it had come from Japan.
"If there's a Geisha girl in here, I'ma fuckin' KISS you, dude." She joked as she began to open it.
"I don't think that I can pull off purchasing you a Geisha girl," he joked. When she opened the box, she found an authentic Katana sword. "It's from the 11th century and is called a koto. It's considered to be from the time that is the pinnacle of Japanese sword craft."
"Holy Christ on a popsicle stick, dude..." her eyes went wide, and she held it up with reverence, before leaping into a few battle stances with it.” Ohhhhhhhhh shit... I cannot WAIT to kill shit with this."
She grinned wildly, and held it like a samurai warrior. "Now if some rednecks try to assfuck me, I can go all Bruce Willis on them."
Wesley could not help but be impressed at how well she handled it. He hoped that came at least a little bit from his training, along with whatever else she had been doing. "I'm glad that you like it," he said.
"I can't believe you remembered my birthday, Wes!" She looked at him, not with her usual snarky smirk, but with real sweetness. "How'd I end up with such a cool guy for my Watcher?"
Wesley was not used to seeing her look sweet, but it was a nice change. "Of course I remembered your birthday," he said. "You're a wonderful girl, Gwen, so I guess that's why you ended up with a 'cool guy' like me."
Gwen hopped over to him, and gave him a surprisingly (for her) gentle and sweet hug. "I know yer my Watcher and it's all professional and shit... but is it ok if I think of you as a friend, too?"
Wesley was surprised, but hugged her back warmly. "It's perfectly acceptable to think of me as a friend," he told her. Honestly, he had already started to think of her that way. He had been surprised that they got along so well, but was happy about it.
"Ok, so what's on the agenda, Wes?" She asked happily.
"Well, I had another surprise for you," Wesley said, running his hand through his hair. "I was going to let you choose whether you wanted to train today or take the day off." He sat down on the desk next to her. "If you wanted to take the day off and...hang with your girlfriend, it is ok."
"Man... I should go home, do Gemma, and fucking TAPE it for you. THAT'S how cool you are." From Gwen? That was a compliment. Probably.
Wesley cleared his throat and looked down again. "Um...well, that won't be necessary," he said, hoping she wouldn't notice the blushing but knowing that she would and run it into the ground. "Just come prepared for training on Monday and we shall call it even."
"Yer a jewel, Wes." She pinched his cheek with a smirk. "An absolute jewel. I think I'll take my new toy here and go home. I got some sweet, sweet pussy awaiting."
Wesley watched her hop off the desk and skip off with her new sword in its box. "That girl's going to break me," he said to himself once he was sure that she was out of earshot.
((If anyone wants to look at the sword, it's here: http://bjorn.foxtail.nu/images/jt_katana.jpg))
