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[Sup, Luceti. There's a certain redhead walking to the bakery.

A certain redhead who's wearing nothing but briefs.

Every now and then, he appears to tug at something below his wrist with a little frown before moving on ahead casually, as if he doesn't even realize that he's pretty much half naked.

At least he's got the body for this kind of thing.]

((ooc: Luke is following The Emperor's New Clothes, although instead of believing his clothes are invisible to those who are stupid or unfit, he just thinks he's actually wearing very nice clothes.))

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[ He doesn't. But her expression does soften. It's very nearly warm. ... and then it cools, and she looks away. She really doesn't remember how to be happy. But she does brush her wing-arm against his hand. ]

What sort of thief would take someone's clothes?

Maybe my clothes are just too good for them.

[He says with an air of knowing. Luke does have nice clothes, ones that he's spent quite some time in the clothing shops trying to find. He totally wouldn't be surprised if someone wanted to take them.

And... it's okay, right now, that she doesn't smile. That doesn't mean she won't get any from him... even though he does miss seeing it on her face.]

... maybe they just wanted to make you look silly. [ Almost smiles. Almost. She does nudge him. ]

[And he does smile - grins, even. She's teasing, at least... and he nudges her back.]

I don't think I look very silly. Their evil plans can't stop me. [In fact, Luke is pretty damn confident in how he looks. Sure, he's... a little silly, but not really. Having people help him with bathing and whatnot, he's used to people seeing him like this. Natalia is, too.

Maybe it's a royalty thing.]

Edited 2011-10-01 00:53 (UTC)

[ ... she loops her arm through his. Even if she can't hold his hand, she can do this. And she loves him so much, even if she's having a hard time showing it right now. Gently. ]

You show them, Luke.

They won't ever steal my clothes again!

[Now that they're inside the clothing shop... Luke realizes that he's still holding the bags. He stops, and with a light blush of embarrassment, he holds up the bag with the lopsided heart. Even though he tried with it, it's still imperfect... He's not that good of an artist.]

O-Oh yeah, I... I got something for you earlier. [...] Maybe I should wait until this is all over, though...

[ ... her eyebrows draw up. She folds her arm-wings in front of her body. ] ... I'd take it, but ... [ She shrugs a little, helplessly. ] ... what is it? Or ... maybe you should save it. Until I can hold it ... whatever it is.

[ Again, she's very nearly smiling. She does, at least, lean up on her tip toes and kiss him on the cheek. ]

[There's a slight pause... Then he lets out a sigh of relief and smiles, lowering the bag back down to his side.] I'm not letting you see what it is until this is over.

[He teases, really. The kiss to the cheek makes his smile grow, and he returns the affection with a vigorous hair ruffle before he dodges whatever may come from it by quickly walking down a clothing aisle.]

Okay, let's see what's here! [Preferably something loose. It's going to be weird putting clothes on over... his clothes...]

H-Hey! [ Hair ruffle... and she can't fix it ... dkjghsldkfjhshb

Running her wing-arms over her head, she trots after him. ] That was teasing, you know.

[ She has some vague idea of what he likes ... she looks for something black, and loose-fitting, like he might normally wear. Not that she could actually pick anything up if she wanted to... ]

[It takes a few minutes for Luke to find something he even remotely likes that might fit what he needs. But as soon as he lays a hand on it -

He blinks and shakes his head, then pulls back, a light frown on his face.]

... Why did I come here again? I've got clothes on...

[ ... she sighs. With a tone of infinite patience ]

Luke.... [ Flaps her bird arms at him. ]

What? [He looks at her with confusion. What were they just talking about earlier?]

[ ... she sighs again, through her nose, her expression gentle. Carefully, she lifts her bird arms to touch his face. ]

Remember what we were talking about earlier? I've had these bird arms just as long as you've had those clothes.

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