Simon had been, oddly enough, wandering through the shops. At least, the ones that were connected in this area. The urge to go outside was exponentially growing, but that wasn't practical, nor safe at this current point in time. So the teen was stuck in doors, browsing in boredom at whatever it was these shops were trying to sell. And the ghosts. They definitely gave him the creeps. Unlike his best friends, he wasn't big on the myths and ghosts and thrillers. No, he had lived enough of it not to enjoy the spooks.
So whenever he'd accidentally walk through a less-than-solid one, not only would he shiver, but he'd stumble backwards, nearly knocking over a rack of clothing in the process. Which was exactly what he was doing at that moment.
"They need to -- stop ... doing that," he said under his breath, watching as one drifted away, ignoring him completely as he embarrassingly coughed and regained his balance, trying to readjust the display he had just all-but-destroyed from falling into it.
...Oh jeez. There was someone else in here. Well, at least Ryoji didn't recognize him. If they'd never met, then there was less chance that he'd be completely humiliated by what this place had done to him now.
Simon had not been expecting the other voice. In fact, such a thing just amplified the embarrassment factor of this whole situation. Oh hell no. Someone saw that.
"...You'd think they'd, I don't know, flash brightly like 'warning, warning, I'm about to show up in front of you!' ...Or at least, we all should have a radio that'll play static like in Silent Hill," Simon murmured, forcing himself to end his ramble, and looked towards the source of the voice. He blinked, not recognizing the other.
HELLO MY PRECIOUS /lateragnalolMarch 11 2010, 07:58:23 UTC
Loki was definitely not milling in front of the store, not this time. He's actually inside and trying his hand at flirting with a salesgirl. Do ghosts blush? THIS IS FOR SCIENCE!
And then he saw a vision of...holy crap, high school girl at three o' clock, more or less a C.
She kind of looked familiar...
"What she said, cutie," Loki echoed, coming over and winking at one of the ghosts. "Just relax and let them do their job."
Loki's face split into a grin, and he leant on one of the counters, hand on a hip. He can wait. For this, he can, and the storekeepers apparently had no qualms with measuring her in front of him.
"Oh, honey, so you were here!" He exclaimed, before turning to one of the other ghosts and whispering conspiratorially. "I'm supposed to get her some lingerie, but she insists on doing it on her own..."
*NIGHT QUEEN TO THE FACE*gotnyxedMarch 12 2010, 05:45:54 UTC
This could not be happening. This could not be happening...
Ryoji clamped her arms down over her chest in an attempt to thwart the clerk's measuring. But a ghostly measuring tape certainly wasn't going to be thwarted by anything physical any time soon.
"Oh, really? Well, then let's get your opinion! After all, you'll be the one looking at them, right?" The owner giggled in a way that made Ryoji's face burn even redder than her words had. "She's so lucky to have such a handsome boyfriend."
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So whenever he'd accidentally walk through a less-than-solid one, not only would he shiver, but he'd stumble backwards, nearly knocking over a rack of clothing in the process. Which was exactly what he was doing at that moment.
"They need to -- stop ... doing that," he said under his breath, watching as one drifted away, ignoring him completely as he embarrassingly coughed and regained his balance, trying to readjust the display he had just all-but-destroyed from falling into it.
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"Well...they are ghosts."
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"...You'd think they'd, I don't know, flash brightly like 'warning, warning, I'm about to show up in front of you!' ...Or at least, we all should have a radio that'll play static like in Silent Hill," Simon murmured, forcing himself to end his ramble, and looked towards the source of the voice. He blinked, not recognizing the other.
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And then he saw a vision of...holy crap, high school girl at three o' clock, more or less a C.
She kind of looked familiar...
"What she said, cutie," Loki echoed, coming over and winking at one of the ghosts. "Just relax and let them do their job."
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The hair on Ryoji's neck prickled, and she turned her head so fast that it hurt her neck. "W-what are you doing here?!"
She was not going to be measured for a...a bra with this guy here. No way. Absolutely not.
...one of the ghosts was already snaking a measuring tape around her ribcage.
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Loki's face split into a grin, and he leant on one of the counters, hand on a hip. He can wait. For this, he can, and the storekeepers apparently had no qualms with measuring her in front of him.
"Oh, honey, so you were here!" He exclaimed, before turning to one of the other ghosts and whispering conspiratorially. "I'm supposed to get her some lingerie, but she insists on doing it on her own..."
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Ryoji clamped her arms down over her chest in an attempt to thwart the clerk's measuring. But a ghostly measuring tape certainly wasn't going to be thwarted by anything physical any time soon.
"Oh, really? Well, then let's get your opinion! After all, you'll be the one looking at them, right?" The owner giggled in a way that made Ryoji's face burn even redder than her words had. "She's so lucky to have such a handsome boyfriend."
Boy...friend...?
"He is not my boyfriend!"
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