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driftfleet2014-10-24 05:26 pm
proteusmoon) wrote in driftfleet2014-10-24 05:26 pm
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002. ☾ First contact { Action }
Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night
[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.
It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.
Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night
[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.
It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.
Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]
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It sort of confuses her with what it's made out of, but it is the least of her concerns when the zipper of her jumpsuit is pulled down so much that she can shrug out of it easily, revealing the strip of cloth she wears around her breasts for support and her underwear. She realizes then that she's inadvertently quickly beating him to the task of getting undressed at this point, so she hastily drops her hands to the waist of his pants, working at getting them unbuttoned as soon as possible. ]
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...right. clothing.
he wriggles to helps shrug the cloth and netting of his shirt up and over his head, flings it aside, and then clumsily follows her attention down to his pants. he needs to help her here, but at least squirming out of tight leather garments with some level of grace is something that he's had a lot of practice at. it's just a short pause while he works on that, stripping down to his own cute little black underwear.
he only loses his balance a little while he's kicking his second leg free, and tips forward onto her chest. but he rolls with it, giggling a little and placing little kisses on her collarbone where his face lands.]