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[Despite the fact that Aric knows that he's perfectly able to touch people without watching black lines cover their skin he still has on a pair of expensive leather gloves -- at the least these are not the spiked ones that had been used during battle. In addition, he's attempted to dress down in a pair of dark black jeans and a long sleeved black button up. There's no tie or jacket.
It's not hard to find the place that Octavia described near the boardwalk, the purple umbrella easy for his eyes to catch and her just as easy to lay eyes on. He smiles despite himself, moving swiftly to meet her. Once he does he's not quite sure what to say and stares at her awkwardly with the proverbial cat having his tongue.]
It's not hard to find the place that Octavia described near the boardwalk, the purple umbrella easy for his eyes to catch and her just as easy to lay eyes on. He smiles despite himself, moving swiftly to meet her. Once he does he's not quite sure what to say and stares at her awkwardly with the proverbial cat having his tongue.]
[ O is wearing a blue dress as promised as well as a leather jacket and calf-thigh boots. The girl has really embraced her organic style here. And when she spots him, her smile turns slightly predatory because, yeah, he's just as hot in person. And she's confident in her choice.]
Aric?
Aric?
Edited 2016-11-27 23:50 (UTC)
[Aric smiles at her, bowing his head out of habit, though he supposed a handshake might be more normal.]
Yes. Hello [He greets her then, the smile coming more easily after the words are out.]
Yes. Hello [He greets her then, the smile coming more easily after the words are out.]
[He takes her hand, shaking it firmly.] It's nice to meet you as well.
You look very lovely. [He still has a hold on her hand, a few beats too long he's sure.]
You look very lovely. [He still has a hold on her hand, a few beats too long he's sure.]
[ She doesn't care about him holding her hand too long, after all, that's what they're here for. In fact, she takes his hand and moves to pull him towards the stand she told him to meet her at.]
Thanks. [ She grins, letting go of his hand once they are two steps from the cart.] You've got that tall, dark and handsome thing down.
Thanks. [ She grins, letting go of his hand once they are two steps from the cart.] You've got that tall, dark and handsome thing down.
[Touch is still strange for him, the rules of it, and also the tingling of anxiety at remembering what a simple touch used to mean to him. This is nice even through the leather of is gloves as she tugs him along to the stand.]
I've had a bit of time to perfect the look. [He comes out less stilted, he's relaxing more the nerves abating. It's hard to remain tense around someone who is so open.]
I've had a bit of time to perfect the look. [He comes out less stilted, he's relaxing more the nerves abating. It's hard to remain tense around someone who is so open.]
[He gives a noncommittal shrug at first, studying the person in front of them as they ordered and he's really never had this sort of food and certainly not in this sort of place before.
He's curious.]
Approximately 2,000 years. [One stops keeping track after a while.]
He's curious.]
Approximately 2,000 years. [One stops keeping track after a while.]
[ no one has ever accused octavia blake of not being daring or bold. she seizes life by the horns... or girls by their legs. and as her mouth slides over a bit more, her fingers boldly move to whatever fabric obstacle that might be there aside, nosing her way forward until her tongue can slide against slick, sensitive skin.]
[Aric laughs, more easily than he could have expected.] You are too kind.
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