trinities: (bothering you for my own amusement)
Nena Trinity ([personal profile] trinities) wrote2009-12-01 07:48 pm

35. [ RL with Michael ]

[ They didn't go to one of the big cities, security was too high there these days-- at least in the good sections-- and even though their names and faces weren't known to the media, better safe than sorry. After all, if Nena got into a fistfight with someone over a sale rack, which had definitely never happened ever before ever, small-town cops were much preferred to a trained military police force, especially since they had no identification papers to speak of.

So they went to a middling-sized town in California, Nena spreading her arms wide and spinning herself around as they entered the local mall. She was wearing jeans and a plain T-shirt, thanks to alignment!nena throwing away anything remotely cute or flattering, but still managed to look happy as anything ]

God, I can't wait to get into some clothes that let me breathe!

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tugged! Looks like he's going to be dragged around a lot ;_____;] Fuck my actual life. What exactly are you buying again?

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
[...Yeah, that means nothing to him.] Fine. Whatever. How are you paying for this again? [Entering the store now; why the fuck do they need so many different types of clothes holy shit @___@]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Works for me. [Just sort of stands back, away from the clothes as though they're contagious or something.]

[Stares at Nena when she asks for his opinion.] Why the fuck are you asking me that? If you like it then get it.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh] Then they're both shit: the pink one is killing my eyes and the red looks like it's alive.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rolls eyes.] Then what was the fucki-- [sigh] Yeah. Fine. [Trails along after her. He has a feeling that it cab only get worse.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[...SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH]

[And suddenly, clothes. He only catches the shirts to stop himself from being smacked in the face with them.] [Glaaaaaaaaare]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nodding absently, only half paying attention. Tops, shoes, men's depart-- HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE.]

No. Fuck no. I didn't agree to that!

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[SUSPICIOUS LOOK] Alright. Fine.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[What is my life ;_____; Sitting down outside the changing rooms, chin resting on fist, with the most bored looking expression ever.]

Yay.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Sis, I really hate to break this to you, but I honestly don't give a shit.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's starting to wonder why he even bothers.]

[Raises an eyebrow at the next outfit.] Like hell I'm being seen with you when you're wearing that fucking bow.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
That's because it's about two sizes too small, idiot. [You can tell by his tone of voice that he's about two outfits away from whining like a five year old.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rolls his eyes.] Well then, whatever. I don't care; if you don't like it then put it back.