Aislinn Connelly (Mar 6, 2011 11:58:33 PM)
(You could be so lucky)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:58:39 PM)
(uh oh)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:58:46 PM)
(did yuo take me hom?)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 6, 2011 11:58:55 PM)
(blah as I butcher then english language)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:00:42 AM)
::it appeared to be a guest room, decorated tastefully, it was dark outside... which brought to mind the question... how long had he been here? There was a soft nightlight on, and he was resting comfortably in a large bed, and knew he was naked, by the feel of the linens on his skin. He was still tingling a little, and looking to the bedside, there was a pitcher of cool water and a glass::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:01:44 AM)
*He immediately got a glass of water and downed the first one then poured a second one painfully aware of the sheets he looked for his backpack and his previous cloths...as well as for a reflective surface of some sort brushing his hair out of his face*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:04:07 AM)
::tendrils of his hair were loose, for the most part, it was bound into a series of warrior's braids, old Druidic braids. The water was cooling on his throat, felt to be hoarse, as though he'd been screaming for hours. Neatly folded over a chair were the old clothes, and the backpack was settled in the chair, waiting for him. There was a large mirror over a dresser::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:06:07 AM)
*He slowly found the jeans in the backpack and slid them on being careful of the button fly almost like a child putting on the pants trying to acclimate to putting things inside before the buttons went up then slowly he walked over to the mirror and slowly looked over at himself making various facial expressions still amazed that it was his face...He reached out and almost touched the mirror.*
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:06:22 AM)
(when new to equipment button fly is much safer)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:06:29 AM)
(agreed!)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:07:29 AM)
*He slowly tried his voice* H...hello *it came out strained and horse but definately not like he remembered it before*
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:08:10 AM)
*He looked to see if his tattoo and his scars were still there.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:10:59 AM)
::Ais had been extremely kind.. and her work was impressive, to say the least. He was decently endowed, his musculature was expertly done, his body had ropy strength, he was slender, but not unheathily so. Sparse hair on his chest, same pale skin, muscles have more definition on his shoulders and arms, then before. Breasts missing, scars were left in tact, per his request, and the tattoo was as well, both appearing untouched. His face had a new square jaw, some growth already coming in along his jaw and cheeks, rough stubble barely making an appearance. His hands were much more masculine, yet had a faint hint of delicate. His voice was... surprising. She'd given him a deep voice, little bit of a baritone, something to get used to. ::
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:12:09 AM)
::Something to note, not a single Mark on him, or a single bruise, speck of blood, nothing to indicate that -anything- had happened. As far as anyone was concerned... he'd always been a man::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:13:59 AM)
*He rubbed the stubble a little * thats gonna be something to get used to...*He finished getting dressed slowly trying to get used to the different length in limbs he almost falls over trying to get the socks on and opts to fall on the bed instead and then puts his socks on and his shoes...then pulled on the T shirt and button down overshirt. The t shirt was in Shona and the button down a old flannel.He put away the rest of his things and went seeking Aislinn to thank her...if she was awake to do so.*
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:18:34 AM)
::he found himself.... ravenous... knowing he'd need to eat soon enough, and Ais was out in a main room, sitting down on a couch, sprawled out. She looked exhausted, and was casually sipping from a metal thermos, looking a bit more refreshed after her drink. Ais herself, had not a spot of grime or blood on her. Long legs sprawled on the couch, she had on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, her long hair was spread over the cushions::
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:19:32 AM)
*He looked at her and nodded to her* I'm gonna go get food...and try to get used to this new point of veiw...I will find some way to repay your kindness soon as I can.
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:19:52 AM)
(you logging or going out?)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:20:03 AM)
(going to FQ to meet the new benna you want to come?)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:09 AM)
(yup)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:10 AM)
( i knew you were headachy and didn't want to keep you up longer then you had to)
Aislinn Connelly (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:27 AM)
(if I go to bed too early, I'm going to wake up early and be even worse)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:40 AM)
(okay let me relog and get my descrip fixed and the like quick)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:48 AM)
(meet you in the FQ room)
Dempsy Winson (Mar 7, 2011 12:21:57 AM)
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