Cyberjunk
“Go to them?” She smirked. It was clear that they were teasing eachother, so why not. “I may have a part time job there.” Okay, the thought of that almost made her blush. It was a weird paradox in that she could be around suggestive or sexual situations and not bat an eye, but when applied to herself? That’s when she’d start to get embarrassed.
“You should! It’s so much fun.” Dancing was as natural as breathing to a Zeltron. Just as she was willing herself back into a normal mental state, he asked her to go out with him. Well, to go dancing. But the implication that it was a date stuck out in her mind and she blinked. It wasn’t that Yula had never been approached in this way before—she had, but generally it wasn’t from someone she actually liked. Usually they were her other pink-skinned counterparts trying to play suave or off-worlders thinking that she’d be an easy lay given the color of her skin. Even though Vik was an off-worlder as well, she sensed that he was more genuine. That, or perhaps he was a convincing trickster and she was too naïve.
Either way, the question caught her off guard as she went to reach for her next hold which wasn’t there. Her limbs had already slackened in anticipation of being supported by her hand on a rocky outcrop but it wasn’t there. Her lips parted as if to respond, but her eyes widened at the realization as she didn’t quite tumble down, but rather skidded a few feet down the rocky embankment before catching herself. Her elbows and knees had scraped along the stone and she winced at the burning sensation, but through it there was an odd sort of smile as she steadied herself.
“Alright, I’ll make you a deal.” She spoke after a heavy breath and taking a few moments to re-orient herself. “I’ll go dancing with you if you come swimming, Zeltron style.”
[member="Vik Velkarson"]
“You should! It’s so much fun.” Dancing was as natural as breathing to a Zeltron. Just as she was willing herself back into a normal mental state, he asked her to go out with him. Well, to go dancing. But the implication that it was a date stuck out in her mind and she blinked. It wasn’t that Yula had never been approached in this way before—she had, but generally it wasn’t from someone she actually liked. Usually they were her other pink-skinned counterparts trying to play suave or off-worlders thinking that she’d be an easy lay given the color of her skin. Even though Vik was an off-worlder as well, she sensed that he was more genuine. That, or perhaps he was a convincing trickster and she was too naïve.
Either way, the question caught her off guard as she went to reach for her next hold which wasn’t there. Her limbs had already slackened in anticipation of being supported by her hand on a rocky outcrop but it wasn’t there. Her lips parted as if to respond, but her eyes widened at the realization as she didn’t quite tumble down, but rather skidded a few feet down the rocky embankment before catching herself. Her elbows and knees had scraped along the stone and she winced at the burning sensation, but through it there was an odd sort of smile as she steadied herself.
“Alright, I’ll make you a deal.” She spoke after a heavy breath and taking a few moments to re-orient herself. “I’ll go dancing with you if you come swimming, Zeltron style.”
[member="Vik Velkarson"]