[The post starts off as voice, although it's distinctly NOT Misato's voice. It's the voice of a... Teenage boy. A very whiny teenage boy who is trying to sound like a hardass.]
So I've had to ground the investigation to a halt, thanks to unforeseen circumstances. Then again, I guess I should've figured the Barge would've started throwing all this
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Here's a brilliant idea, hm? I happen to have a few things crappily tailored to scrawny teenage boys. Bring over a decent set of clothes and I'll trade you for them. Deal?
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Bel? Is that you in there?
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Yes. Now shut up and answer the damn question.
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Somewhere Shinji is very unhappy his body is being used to gigglesnort like this.]
I don't know if I have anything perky enough for you, but I'll see what I can do.
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And somewhere Phoebe is very unhappy about the frown lines this SCOWL is undoubtedly making.]
Ha ha ha ha fuck off. Please, don't strain yourself.
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Don't go so ballistic. I'll be down in a few minutes.
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Oh, don't worry. If I was ballistic? You'd know it.
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Open up. I don't want anyone gawking at me like this.
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What is it with all these floods making him into a goddamn midget. :|
He grandly sweeps an arm to usher her in, eyes rolling as his hair gets in his eyes again. He brushes it back impatiently - how could anyone FUNCTION with such nonsense, he had no idea.]
Welcome to my humble abode.
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Yeah, yeah. Just hand over the clothes, already.
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They're on the coffee table. My warden in absentia fixed them up a couple floods ago, figured better safe than sorry. [Meanwhile, he's just going to. Yank off the dress shirt he had on temporarily and start trying to figure out how to put the bra on. ...It's a lot different taking it off of someone else than putting it on yourself, okay?]
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I'll dish the dirt with you when I have pants. [She rushes the table and throws off the dress and slides into the clothes. They don't look right on Shinji's body, but they're better than the dress. That done, she turns to note Bel struggling with the bra and rolls her eyes, marching over to him.]
Honestly. Here. Let me.
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Instead, he'll just pop on a smug smirk at those pants and how badly they fit. It turns to a slight scowl over confusion as Misato starts manhandling the brassiere. ...Appreciate the multiple levels of irony there.] I have no idea how so many women are able to go around braless. These things hurt like hell when they bounce.
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Who is she anyway?
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He doesn't miss a beat at the question - hell, he's been expecting it from the minute he'd first contacted anyone during this stupid flood.] Can't remember her name. [The lie comes smoothly enough, and he keeps his face trained in a smug smirk of a mask. He winks over his shoulder, arching an eyebrow .] You know how it is.
What about you? Didn't figure you liked them so young.
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