Memeboxing

[not_that_shady]

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(Because of that, this thread is not G-rated. Proceed with caution.)

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[hates_thunder]

[It's a sunny day and a bit warm for some folks. At an interdimensional beach house a lot of people gather, enjoying the sun and sand and water.]

[Well, most of them are enjoying it.]

[Inside the house sits a lanky, dark-haired fellow in loose, comfortable clothing, lounging on a sofa and gazing out the window. A fan is running and he's got a drink that seems to be more ice than anything else.]

[Nice and cool, innit?]

[not_that_shady]

[It is, and he's not the only one hiding from the heat in there.]

[Seated in the corner and curled in some sort of cloak is a blue-skinned girl that occasionally reaches out a slender hand to pluck up her own dark, iced drink from the table.]

[hates_thunder]

[He's been eyeing her, not only because the cloak cannot hide those curves but also because, well, she's blue. The orange hair is a bit unnatural, but for all he knows it could be an affectation.]

[There's a pause as he sips the drink. Then, since Loki Laufeyson has never been accused of self-denial, he clears his throat very softly.]

I can't help but notice you and I are the only ones in here.

[Not as direct as he'd like, but one can try subtlety every once in a while.]

[fates_lightning]

So, of course she's lounging on a chaise lounge like she owns the place, and for the moment, they're the only two occupants in the lounge likely due to it being a late hour or something similar. Altalita was wearing one of her loosely flattering kimono-style tops, along with similarly made pants. Tonight's color was a deep--though shiny--silky black with golden accents and designs along it. Following the pattern of a spider's web, leaves, and similar.

Altalita also sips her drink, regarding Midna thoughtfully for a few long moments before deciding to strike up further conversation. "If this is a bit prying, sweet, how do those clothes work? The skirt and cloak are obvious, but.." She gestured to the much more clingy, concealing shadowy black.

If that was even clothing at all. The Seer couldn't quite pin whether it was or not, hence her curiosity.

[not_that_shady]

[A curious glance back turns into a sidelong smile.]

It's charged to cling to me because of my powers. I can dispel it at any time of course.

[She moves a little nearer, to pick up conversation.]

[fates_lightning]

Hm, and here I was thinking it was either possibly two-tonal skin, or perhaps actual shadow. [Ever one to invade personal space, Altalita brushes her fingertips lazily over a portion of the black, curious as to what it feels like.]

[not_that_shady]

It IS shadow.

[She doesn't move to respond to the touch, her arm still resting on the table as she takes another drink. As such, the "fabric" is filmy, dense, very opaque, and a little chilled to the touch.]

Tempered shadow.

[fates_lightning]

Ah! Very interesting. Alas, the magic I know doesn't quite allow me to wear oh-so-deliciously-clingy shadows. Though a part of me is curious if this could be applied to someone else, I will admit that much, at least.

[Indeed, intrigued enough to be curious. Altalita's touch is soft, warm. Light, and while done without expressed-aloud permission, it's not precisely invasive either. She sips her drink with her other hand, thoughtful.]

[not_that_shady]

Mmhmn, I wouldn't know. Depends on your magic.

[She leans forward a little.]

Although we could find out, if you're interested...

[not_that_shady]

[She uncrosses her legs. It takes a few seconds; that's a lot of leg.]

So it would seem... I guess that means you'd like to talk.

[She's smirking playfully as she says this.]

[hates_thunder]

[Of course he'd like to talk. The only way to bloody shut him up is to sew his bleedin lips shut and even that didn't last ne-hee-hee-HEARLY long enough.]

[Then again, it's not the ONLY thing he'd like to do, especially not after having watched all that leg. Where do they end?!]

[He returns her playful smirk with a similar one of his own.]

That'll certainly do for a start.

[fates_lightning]

[The forward leaning earns a quick up and down glance of Altalita's eyes, with a slow, slow smile following]

Needless to say, sweet Midna, you've got my curiosity piqued. How shall we go about this, or should we, perhaps, take shameless advantage that we're here alone? [Grinning, playful, mischievous, and as always, a touch flirtatious all at once. One hand toying with the low, open collar of her robe-esque top]

[not_that_shady]

You know my name?

[She doesn't seem particularly worried about this, only puzzled. She takes up a portion of the woman's sleeve, toying with the silk.]

Well... can you at least tell me yours first then?

Thaaaat was a derp on my part. We'll just run with it.

[fates_lightning]

[Ah, that's what one gets for revealing a little much of the hand a little too quickly. She grins, though, quickly covering the mild accident with a flourishing gesture with her other hand as she speaks--not moving the one with the sleeve Midna's toying with.]

My name is Altalita Bastion. [She gives a sweeping motion of her arm, and an incline of her head, not a full bow, given the way she's lounging, but certainly close enough as she can get without getting up. Like y'know. A normal person.]

[The silk is smooth, soft, and only as warm as Altalita's body temperature. Airy, easy enough to keep one comfortable even when everything's at its warmest.]

[not_that_shady]

Altalita. A nice name.

Now... what was that you were saying about taking advantage of our solitude here?

[The fingers on her sleeve travel up to the wide, deep neckline of her kimono, toying with it now instead.]

[fates_lightning]

[Altalita shifted her position on the lounge, allowing for easier toying without having to stretch for it too much. To y'know. Make facilitating feeling the smooth silk easier.]

Mmmm, thank you, dear. [Murmured lazily, as she continues, giving off a lazy stretch and soft groan as she did resettle] I was mainly thinking of clothing shenanigans. Mainly. As I wasn't terribly sure of how far you'd want to take rather shameless advantage of our solitude in an empty lounge.

[Yeah, that was pretty much admitting there are no innocent thoughts here. Ever.]

[not_that_shady]

How about... we finish our drinks, and see where it goes?

[fates_lightning]

[She grins] Of course~, one can never forget their drinks.

Though you seem equally curious about my outfit as well, I'll admit. [A glance to meet Midna's eyes, grin not fading, playful.]

[not_that_shady]

I am. What is it?

[She lightly traces her fingertip not-quite-exclusively along the fabric around her collarbone. Huh. She's never felt silk before?]

[fates_lightning]

[Altalita quirks an eyebrow, leaning again for easier access as she sips her drink] This~ [A flourishy gesture with a billowing sleeve] Would be silk. One of the greatest materials I find myself wearing because of how comfortable it is~

[not_that_shady]

It's very pretty. And it does look very comfortable.

[She playfully tugs once at the loosened neckline, just gently, to make her point.]

[fates_lightning]

[The neckline's easily loosened, given the fact that it's a robe-like top--it hangs loosely on her body as it is, tying closed at the waist and hanging to just at her knees with the aforementioned web-and-leaves design in gold over the field of very subtly shiny black.]

Mmmm, then perhaps a trade is in order, you think? To... [Vague, so-on-and-so-forth type gesture with one hand, finishing her current glass of whatever booze-o-hol she happened to be drinking] Satisfy mutual curiosities?

[Grinning, impish and playful, mischief playing in her piercing blue eyes]

Sorry for the delay!

[not_that_shady]

I think that's a wonderful idea. [She drinks of her own glass, then after considering it a bit throws the last of it back. She's a lady.]

Mmhmn, now then... your space, or mine?

[not_that_shady]

[She leans forward a bit, sliding off the seat and moving to his table.]

...What's your name? And are you... human? You look like one.

[But he doesn't seem like one. The energy he gives off is profoundly different and orders of magnitude stronger.]

delays are fine! It's not like I'm lightning fast myself atm.

[fates_lightning]

Hmmm. Both certainly have their merits, although if you're really curious about silk clothing, mine would be much, much more convenient, to say nothing of the wide variety of clothing I happen to possess. [She makes a so-on-and-so-forth type of gesture with one hand, shifting to sit up slightly]

Just a question, however, I am not as familiar with your race as I'd like. Does bright light bother you in the slightest, sweet? The portals I generate tend to produce a bit of it.