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bloodsong1 ([personal profile] bloodsong1) wrote2004-05-03 11:52 am
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First Dance

"What's wrong with a French name?" Rae asks. I roll my eyes.

"Besides the requiste bad French accents and 'huh huhs', there's also the jokes about the name itself and bad attempts at bird calls."

"I see. Well, I get the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle jokes, as well as cracks about not having any wings or artistic skills."

"But you had a perfect D costume." I point out. Rae chuckles.

"I was modeling that, actually. For a friend trying to break into the seamstress business."

"Really? I bet you got lots of customers. That was an incredible outfit." I cock my head, remembering how it had looked. Even the sword had been right.

"Yes, she did. I am now her official male model." Rae's face takes on a long-suffering look. I chuckle.

"Well, as long as she doesn't try to stick you in an Evangelion suit." Rae actually shudders.

"Please, let's not even think about that. I hate skin-tight clothing." I chuckle again, eyeing his torso. The tux is a little loose, but I can see hints of muscle definition.

"Pity. I bet you'd put Shinji to shame."

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