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 Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 8:40 pm
"If you tear my yukata, I'm gonna beat you into next week!" He growled right back at the other. In reality, Revelin wasn't at all modest. More often than not he would shed the cloth and sunbathe when he was on one of his little treks about the mountains and had stopped for a rest. It was cold now, though, and not only that but he didn't really trust the other not to toss the thing into the river.
With that tug of the other's paws, the black obi came loose, and the blue silk seemed to flow away from the male's shoulders. His fur was a light peach in color beneath, all solid save for the one tan scar that stretched itself over one of his flanks. A birthmark, likely. Being born to a guy that was absolutely covered in marks and scars, it was almost impossible not to. Revelin huffed slightly with some indignancy, but didn't move to cover himself, his two-toned tails flicking themselves irritably. After a moment, he leered, folding dark ears back as he prowled forward. "If you don't give it back to me, I'm gonna rub all this nakedness on you."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 8:57 pm
"Is that so?" Not that Soul doubted the other any, he just didn't give a care. He could handle whatever the other dished out. Ears and maw lifted and split in wild enjoyment. He got it off! With a giggle much familiar to a hyena's, Soul took off running, swinging the fabric in the air. Victory! VICTORY!!!
Doing a little victory dance and wiggling his booty, Soul completely ignored the male. Most likely cussing him out again. Ha, the poor fool. Black paws skid to a lengthy stop and Soul whipped his head over his shoulder. "Awwww, I'm so scarred! I mean scared!!" Tails flicked happily to the situation whilst the neon kitsu adjusted the cloth in his grip. "Here here! Let me show you now." Blue fabric reached the sky as he swung it about, spinning with it and bobbling his shoulders. "If ya wanna be a geisha, you gotta do it right. How do you ever expect to make tips?" A senseless tune hummed from the silly male as he continued his farse performance.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:11 pm
For a minute, he had to just sit and stare at the ridiculous display. Was he REALLY doing that? Lowering his ears a bit, Revelin just grimaced at Soul for a moment, inwardly wondering what his mother would have to say about it.
"I wouldn't follow your advice, for one. You... embarrass yourself, dude." Now he had to laugh a little, plucking up his fallen obi from the ground and slinging it around his shoulders. The thought of anyone walking in on the scene right about now made him chuckle a little harder, and for the moment he forgot that he should be thoroughly pissed.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 7:49 pm
"Heh, that can get yourself killed ya know." Getting sidetracked so easily? But who wouldn't be? Soul was sure he'd be laughing his own a** of if he saw himself. Bored with the material, the black male discarded the dress on the floor, yawning openly.
Oh wait...that was his bathrobe! Just as quickly as that thought was born, Soul retrieved the blue fabric. Arms were slid into the sleeves, though just short of making it all through. "And yet here you are, chatting with me so generously." A toothy grin appeared on his charming face. "But so be it, I'll be on my merry way now to MY hot springs. Keep the fountain, I don't care." And with that, he swivelled on a leg and marched away from the other.
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