[ he's winging it, ladies and gentlemen. sha-ming nods in response, as if asserting that he can in fact see a man carrying yu's shopping bags. then yu says that and -- deep in thought, sha-ming rests his head against his the palm of his hand, scrutinizing himself in the mirror. ]
Yeah, I guess I'll go for a C; don't wanna distract from the outfit, yanno?
[ the creative theme, though... huh. food for thought. his eyes drift back towards yu, giving him a thorough lookover. ]
Yeah, you might be onto something. I should probably go for somethin' dramatic, somethin' bolder... like the 21 year old girl you find out was yer late dad's mistress because she showed up to the funeral and got wasted in front of you and your family. But you--
Yanno, I think you'd really rock the sexy nurse look. Maybe it's the hips? You got this whole..."I can solve all of your issues if you just let me..." air about ya.
Just what kind of guy is this person, he wonders. Not in a bad way; the bold-faced bluntness is actually kind of amusing, in a way where Yu finds himself wondering what he'll say next.]
Good call, [he assents with a smile.] That's pretty specific, but I bet you could pull it off. Is there something sort of edgy you can add? Like maybe...
[Ah. He gestures at a shiny red leather jacket hanging from a nearby hook. It was either that or a leopard-print corset -- the latter of which might take it a little too far. As for Sha-ming's assessment:]
I considered it, to be honest. [He does not explain why he considered it.] But I figured something easier to walk in would work better on stage.
[ the jacket -- great idea! sha-ming's eyes light up, a smile playing along his lips, sharpened canines poking out. he rises to his feet, snatching at the jacket and feeling it out in his hands. ]
Good eye, I'll give ya that!
[ he slithers right into it -- and looks in the mirror, shaking it out and letting it spill over his shoulders. now that's a match alright! ]
Considered it, huh? Damn, you've got that dog in you after all. [ he says cheekily. ] Yeah, I guess the skirt flows better. How about, hmmm...
Maybe some bows? You got any girls you like? Use 'em for inspiration. I considered lookin' like my ex girlfriend, but our styles are a little too different.
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Yeah, I guess I'll go for a C; don't wanna distract from the outfit, yanno?
[ the creative theme, though... huh. food for thought. his eyes drift back towards yu, giving him a thorough lookover. ]
Yeah, you might be onto something. I should probably go for somethin' dramatic, somethin' bolder... like the 21 year old girl you find out was yer late dad's mistress because she showed up to the funeral and got wasted in front of you and your family. But you--
Yanno, I think you'd really rock the sexy nurse look. Maybe it's the hips? You got this whole..."I can solve all of your issues if you just let me..." air about ya.
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Just what kind of guy is this person, he wonders. Not in a bad way; the bold-faced bluntness is actually kind of amusing, in a way where Yu finds himself wondering what he'll say next.]
Good call, [he assents with a smile.] That's pretty specific, but I bet you could pull it off. Is there something sort of edgy you can add? Like maybe...
[Ah. He gestures at a shiny red leather jacket hanging from a nearby hook. It was either that or a leopard-print corset -- the latter of which might take it a little too far. As for Sha-ming's assessment:]
I considered it, to be honest. [He does not explain why he considered it.] But I figured something easier to walk in would work better on stage.
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Good eye, I'll give ya that!
[ he slithers right into it -- and looks in the mirror, shaking it out and letting it spill over his shoulders. now that's a match alright! ]
Considered it, huh? Damn, you've got that dog in you after all. [ he says cheekily. ] Yeah, I guess the skirt flows better. How about, hmmm...
Maybe some bows? You got any girls you like? Use 'em for inspiration. I considered lookin' like my ex girlfriend, but our styles are a little too different.