[As the camera begins to record, anyone paying attention will get a nice view of Nick's ass at an odd angle. He's carelessly turned the journal on and tossed it aside.]
I am looking for a shirt and a pair of pants. Has anyone, ah, seen them...
[He turns to look down at the journal and...oh my god is this not an audio post...? He dives for the journal and slams it shut. He's just...gonna go hide somewhere. And pray no one saw this.]
((OOC: I a going to be gracious enough to let him hide in his panther form. But if you'd rather run into him bare ass naked, then we can do that too :D))
I am looking for a shirt and a pair of pants. Has anyone, ah, seen them...
[He turns to look down at the journal and...oh my god is this not an audio post...? He dives for the journal and slams it shut. He's just...gonna go hide somewhere. And pray no one saw this.]
((OOC: I a going to be gracious enough to let him hide in his panther form. But if you'd rather run into him bare ass naked, then we can do that too :D))
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Date: 2011-11-14 04:30 pm (UTC)Oh my. That is definitely a butt. Nick's butt. Why is Nick's butt on screen and--oh, there it goes.
Bryn's not sure if she's relieved or disappointed that the video feed cut out.]
Ah, is it a particular shirt and pair of pants you're looking for?
[Text]
Date: 2011-11-14 04:38 pm (UTC)Also, Nick doesn't trust his voice, so he'll write back, albeit messily.]
A pair of jeans and a black t-shirt I found in the clothier tower.
[Text]
Date: 2011-11-14 04:44 pm (UTC)[Yeeup. She saw that, Nick. Sorry.]
[Text]
Date: 2011-11-14 04:53 pm (UTC)I would appreciate that.
[Text]
Date: 2011-11-14 04:58 pm (UTC)[She can't recall if she's ever been to his room, and if she has, she can't remember the floor or number.
While she waits for an answer, she heads to the Clothier's tower. After all, she does know his general size and figures she can find something that will suit him while he looks for his modern clothing.]
[Text]
Date: 2011-11-14 05:08 pm (UTC)[He's in there. Hiding. Like a hidey thing.]
Twenty-one thirty.
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Date: 2011-11-14 05:20 pm (UTC)[And she was. Sort of. It took a while to find something she thought would fit him but soon enough she had a few options. Hopefully they'd fit long enough to allow him to find what he'd misplaced.
Bryn knocked on his door carefully.]
Nick, it's Bryn. I...I have some things for you.
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Date: 2011-11-14 06:36 pm (UTC)Bonjour, Bryn.
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Date: 2011-11-14 07:30 pm (UTC)Bonjour, Nick.
[She offered the clothing through the open door. A couple pairs of pants. A couple shirts. Each in a different size.]
See if these work? If not I can go back and look again...
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Date: 2011-11-14 09:19 pm (UTC)Ah! Gracias.
[He accepts them thankfully and retreats into the room. He returns a moment later in a combo that fits.]
Now I have to find my other clothes.
[Commentlog]
Date: 2011-11-15 04:27 am (UTC)You don't remember where you left them?
[Commentlog]
Date: 2011-11-15 05:01 am (UTC)[Anna was no help either. She just laughed at him. ;;]
Would you help me look?
[Commentlog]
Date: 2011-11-15 05:54 pm (UTC)Of course. Where should we start? Do you at least know the vague area you left them?
And I have to admit, I'm curious as to why you were without them in the first place...
[Commentlog]
Date: 2011-11-16 12:41 am (UTC)I misplaced them after I shifted.
[Commentlog]
Date: 2011-11-16 05:30 am (UTC)Well, where do you usually place them? Under a bush? Hanging on a branch? Tucked somewhere inside one of the less frequented buildings?
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Date: 2011-11-14 08:48 pm (UTC)Looks like you gotta problem there, buddy.
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Date: 2011-11-14 09:21 pm (UTC)Re: [ text ]
Date: 2011-11-14 09:30 pm (UTC)[ text ]
Date: 2011-11-14 10:10 pm (UTC)It was an accident.
Re: [ text ]
Date: 2011-11-14 10:13 pm (UTC)[Zeke finds this kind of hilarious, ngl.]
Alright. Do ya just want me ta fetch you a new pair of clothes from somewhere?
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-15 09:13 pm (UTC)/smacks dat ass
Date: 2011-11-15 03:30 am (UTC)There's a sharp gasp and a shout.]
Nick! What are you doing?!
Oh baby
Date: 2011-11-15 03:40 am (UTC)Nick is red from head to toe and flees behind a shrub.]
I lost my clothes when I shifted!
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:43 am (UTC)How do you lose your close?!
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:46 am (UTC)[Nervous laugh.]
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:50 am (UTC)...
Were you just...practicing, hm?
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:53 am (UTC)Si. And I put them away so I would not lose them.
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:58 am (UTC)...And you're packing. Cough.]
But you do not remember where you put them.
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:06 am (UTC)He's tempted to just shift and run away. But he'll be stuck if he does that...Still, that'll be better than Anna seeing him in the buff.]
I know. It is ridiculous.
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:08 am (UTC)And...alright. She can't help it.
She starts to laugh.]
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:17 am (UTC)I must find my clothes.
[And he is never shifting again.]
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:18 am (UTC)Y-you--
[Oh Nick, you are so therapeutic for her!]
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-15 04:36 am (UTC)Her laughter finally fades.
I will walk with you to your room, hm? Then you find some clothes before you come back out and look for the other ones.
...Unless there are others that you would like to show yourself off to, hm?
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Date: 2011-11-15 05:10 am (UTC)Nick slinks out from behind the bush, head low. Okay you can walk him back to his room. Cause that's where he's heading like right the fuck now.]