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Post by minty on Apr 27, 2012 22:28:51 GMT -5
Out of an incredible mountain of mismatched costumes and seemingly questionable combinations of underwear emerged Kiku's pale hand clutching, much to his triumph, the right box encasing the outfit he had set out to find earlier.
"I found it," he announced to the other simply because he felt that he ought to be praised for the achievement, no matter how modest it might've seemed. Of course, this was met with little more than a wordless nod and a distracted wave from the teen but that was enough for Kiku.
Her humble acknowledgement of his presence was a great improvement from her earlier disregard, at least.
The Japanese bot got up and dusted himself off, making sure nothing unsightly stuck itself in the folds of his ornate robe while he was clothes-diving, before stumbling towards the door with the package clutched to his chest (no, he was not going to let that mountain of things swallow his prize up once again).
He straightened up almost immediately before taking that last step out of the backroom door, wearing a radiant smile devoid of the earlier shyness that was there. Perhaps it was the overwhelming relief at actually having accomplished what may have been a feat inhumanly possible (though, to his credit, he wasn't really human was he?) or it was the pride of surviving a mess level: Asian that added that extra bounce to his step as he walked back to the front of the store.
Whatever it was, these two customers could only be left to wonder for the smile lingered about a few more seconds before melting back into the blank controlled mask that was often the bot's default expression- the one reserved for situations calling for more formal interactions.
Still, it served to make conversation flow easier from that point on.
"My apologies for the delay but here is the sample you asked for, sir."
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Post by yongsoo on May 6, 2012 15:02:48 GMT -5
“Dude, it’s just you and me in here. When the guy comes back I’ll stop, or if anyone comes in, okay?” Yong Soo reached up with his other hand, scritching again. “And it was partially my app, but not all app. My app only responds to your existing data. So, while yes, it’s responsible for your programming to respond by nuzzling and purring, it’s still your programming that decided to respond~” The taller bot beamed at the shorter.
After a bit more waiting and the sound of a cloth and cardboard related avalanche coming from the back room, Kiku finally returned with an entirely too satisfied smile on his face.
“No problem. Sounded like you had your hands full back there.” He took the package and turned to Jin. “So, are there dressing rooms here or does Jin have to strip in the middle of the store, cause I don’t think Captain K would be too happy with me if I added public nudity to the things I’ve done to Jin against his owner’s will.”
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Post by jin on May 7, 2012 2:39:32 GMT -5
...Well that couldn’t be right.
Jin’s blushed deepened as he tried every possible mental command to stop himself from showing any outward signs of enjoyment, finally surrendering to the stupid attachments when he began to mewl instead. Though the purring continued, the bot’s face remained flushed and irritated, his ears and tail expressing what their owner so stubbornly refused to show.
His ears perked up at the sound of things falling and breaking, quirking a heavy eyebrow as the store bot emerged with the requested outfit. Eyeing the package warily, Jin stepped back a bit as when Yong Soo turned to him, looking all too eager to force him into that midriff bearing Lady Blahblah inspired piece of crap.
“I’m pretty sure it fits, and if it doesn't we can use it to clean the sink. Can we leave now?” he asked, tapping his foot. “I’m not undressing at a place that sells fuzzy handcuffs.” |
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