April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]

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[geonomy]

[He squints at the pants Allen's holding up. They don't look like they'd be his size, or if they were, they'd be awfully tight. When he looks up at Allen's face again, he looks a little more than skeptical.]

You sure about that?

[save_the_souls]

[Look he's had to pick your pants off his floor so many times, he knows your size. But they're in public so he won't say that]

Well, there is a changing room here. You could see if I'm right, if you want.

[geonomy]

[Clay considers this. That's so not Clay's style, and he's not really sure he wants to. But... well. Allen's tried on space leggings before, just for him, without any prompting. He even wore it multiple times, knowing how Clay loves them so much. He ought to return the favor, right?

With his mind made up, he sighs, but moves over to take the pants and start heading to the changing room.]

Fine, fine, gimme a minute.

[save_the_souls]

[Oh oh he's actually doing it? This makes him happy. So happy, that he's practically bouncing in his boots as he follows him towards the changing room area.]

Thank you! I love you!

[He'll stand outside the changing room at least, and let Clay swallow his pride in privacy]

[geonomy]

[Yeah yeah he loves you too

Now that he's in the dressing room, though... Ugh. Uuuugh. It's not so much tight as really form-fitting, like the outfit he has to wear beneath his astronaut suit, only this isn't required to wear. He can certainly see why Allen would want him to wear this, at least. Tight pants that show off the curves and all. It's just. So not Clay's style, nngh.

Once he's finally got them on, he puts his hands on his hips and observes himself in the mirror. Front, sides, back... Clay thinks it's a little much. It's too shiny, the creases stand out too much, it makes him look too edgy. Honestly, Clay thinks it looks weird on him.

But this is totally Allen's style, isn't it? At least, he knows Allen would like this and would probably wear something like it. To Clay himself, he looks weird, but he's sure Allen would think it looks incredible on him. Clay doesn't particularly want to open the dressing room door just yet, so he just. Calls out instead.]

It's on!

[save_the_souls]

[Allen meanwhile is readying the camera on his communicator, because hell yes he wants a picture of this. He is very well aware it's not at all Clay's style, but hey, if he can at least get him to wear them long enough for pictures...]

Oh, great!

[He shuffles over so he's near the door]

Are you coming out?

[geonomy]

Um!

[Walk out where other people are hanging around the dressing rooms? Nnngh.]

Uh, sure! Hold on!

[AND HE OPENS THE DOOR

a crack, and leans over so that Allen can at least see his eye]

Hoooow about you come in instead?

[save_the_souls]

[Yeah he's not...at all surprised Clay's suddenly bashful]

Um- alright. Is there room for both of us?

[geonomy]

Yeah! There's a lot of room in here.

[With that, he moves away, puts his hands on his hips, and waits for Allen to come in. He really was going to come out! Really! Last minute nerves just got the best of him.

Once Allen comes in, Clay greets him with a sheepish smile.]

Soooo how do I look?

[save_the_souls]

[He'll step into the room, making sure to close the door behind him. Then he looks over at Clay, and gives him a once over.

Then a twice over.

Then? A biiiig smile grows on his face. My my.]

Oh...I think you look very fine.

[He holds up his communicator] Can I take pictures?

[geonomy]

Uh - Yeah, sure!

[He knew Allen would think he'd look great in this, and he almost expected pictures. Clay himself took pictures of Allen when he wore the space leggings, and when he started to grow into his actual age. He tilts his hips to the side, a bit awkwardly, the looks at Allen with a raised eyebrow.]

How should I, ah... pose?

[save_the_souls]

If you'd like!

[He know clay might feel too weird to do that, but he'll be over here trying to get a good angle- oh who is he kidding, all of Clay's angles are good]

[geonomy]

[WELP. Time to pose, he guesses!

He gives a smile as he tips his hips to the other side, then stretches his arms up, then brings them back down and decides to turn, showing Allen his backside.]

How's all that?

[save_the_souls]

Perfect.

[He makes sure to take photos of each of the poses, multiple times, to make sure he has at least a few good shots.

When he finishes, he lowers the camera and steps over to kiss Clay on the cheek]

Thank you for indulging me, Cowboy.

[geonomy]

[The kiss makes him grin, and then he turns to wrap his arms around Allen's neck and look up at him]

Sooo... wanna buy 'em?

[save_the_souls]

[He chuckles and puts his hands on Clay's hips in return]

Well you do look very good in them...

[Really, truly fine]

But...no, that's alright. I can tell they aren't really your thing.