[ it is a very interesting tail and may hiyori one day have the pleasure of touching it. or his ears. there's always a chance, despite what either of them may want, and leona may not be in the right headspace to correct that kind of behavior if and when it happens. ]
Tch, just interestin'? [ well. that's better than saying something negative that might egg leona on. he doesn't have to prove anything to the other guy. but he does watch him pick out what looks like a proper fitting pair of pants with a much more discerning eye than leona gave towards his own.
almost on cue, those ears wiggle. as if leona can't control them. ]
Depends. Maybe if ya play your cards right, you could be one of the lucky ones.
[ why would hiyori ask if he wasn't interested... so. no shame. leona doesn't feel the need to be terribly guarded around hiyori right now. if he wanted to do anything particularly nasty, he could've done so. perhaps he's just a pretty normal and unassuming... and arrogant... haughty... performer of some kind? and that's all he is. ]
[He would've thought calling it strangely cute would just be parsed as an insult. Unless Leona's secretly the type who wants to be called cute? Boy, wouldn't that be a shock.
He's going through blazers now, looking for something simple and elegant to tie the whole outfit together. He examines one with gold buttons (not his preference at the moment, but maybe he'll nab it later), ignores everything white, and then considers a plain black one with a silver clasp on the side—that one would do the job, but after holding it up to himself, it looks like the shoulders are too small. Pity.
Then Leona answers his question, and he turns, mildly surprised by that response and then really surprised by that ear wiggle. They moved again! Goodness, that is fascinating, and it's almost cute. Or well, it's definitely cute, even though Leona himself is not cute!
But he doesn't extend a hand to pet those ears just yet. For one thing, his arms are full (something that rarely happens to him when he goes shopping, since Jun-kun's usually around to carry all his bags!).]
Is that so...? Well, I always play my cards right. But "playing cards" seems to mean something questionable here, so I'd rather not talk about that too much...
[He resumes picking through the blazers, stopping when he gets to one in a warm grey color with an off-white floral design. He pulls it off the rack, does an examination, and then nods cheerfully.]
Yep, that'll do just fine ♪
[It matches the pants and it'll make the green shirt pop. Sort of like an inverse of Eve's upcoming ChocoFes outfits. Anyway, he's got three pieces now, so he'll step away.]
I'll go back and change. I should be out shortly. Then I suppose we can pull some of these racks into the room? And then it'll be time to explore! Sounds like a plan ♪
[And he's off. Leona can have time to mull over the audacity of actually wheeling a full rack of clothes into their suite. Or he can run off and decide he doesn't want to wait for him, whichever.]
[ try some different words out some time. see what kind of reactions they may garner. he might be rewarded! or 'rewarded'. really just depends on his mood at the time. is it always sour? easy to set off? maybe he's on edge all the time. or perhaps it's because of that annoying little diamond marking that doesn't seem to be activated right now, sitting on his collarbone all proud like.
sad, he thought he was kind of being funny despite the whole game thing being pretty not funny. well. he can always try later. ]
What do ya mean these racks? They're meant for...
[ probably whoever else is around here. otherwise, won't they start snooping around in other rooms? see who the thief is? he doesn't want to be found by anyone who might know him. or not know him, lest it become a written invitation to do things that he doesn't feel like doing at this very moment! ]
... eh. Whatever.
[ he waves a hand dismissively. he's doing the mulling instead of the abandoning. it might give him some more time to peruse the other racks...
...
so he'll wait. and help. but not hiyori. he'll help himself, thank you~ ]
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Tch, just interestin'? [ well. that's better than saying something negative that might egg leona on. he doesn't have to prove anything to the other guy. but he does watch him pick out what looks like a proper fitting pair of pants with a much more discerning eye than leona gave towards his own.
almost on cue, those ears wiggle. as if leona can't control them. ]
Depends. Maybe if ya play your cards right, you could be one of the lucky ones.
[ why would hiyori ask if he wasn't interested... so. no shame. leona doesn't feel the need to be terribly guarded around hiyori right now. if he wanted to do anything particularly nasty, he could've done so. perhaps he's just a pretty normal and unassuming... and arrogant... haughty... performer of some kind? and that's all he is. ]
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Which word do you prefer?
[He would've thought calling it strangely cute would just be parsed as an insult. Unless Leona's secretly the type who wants to be called cute? Boy, wouldn't that be a shock.
He's going through blazers now, looking for something simple and elegant to tie the whole outfit together. He examines one with gold buttons (not his preference at the moment, but maybe he'll nab it later), ignores everything white, and then considers a plain black one with a silver clasp on the side—that one would do the job, but after holding it up to himself, it looks like the shoulders are too small. Pity.
Then Leona answers his question, and he turns, mildly surprised by that response and then really surprised by that ear wiggle. They moved again! Goodness, that is fascinating, and it's almost cute. Or well, it's definitely cute, even though Leona himself is not cute!
But he doesn't extend a hand to pet those ears just yet. For one thing, his arms are full (something that rarely happens to him when he goes shopping, since Jun-kun's usually around to carry all his bags!).]
Is that so...? Well, I always play my cards right. But "playing cards" seems to mean something questionable here, so I'd rather not talk about that too much...
[He resumes picking through the blazers, stopping when he gets to one in a warm grey color with an off-white floral design. He pulls it off the rack, does an examination, and then nods cheerfully.]
Yep, that'll do just fine ♪
[It matches the pants and it'll make the green shirt pop. Sort of like an inverse of Eve's upcoming ChocoFes outfits. Anyway, he's got three pieces now, so he'll step away.]
I'll go back and change. I should be out shortly. Then I suppose we can pull some of these racks into the room? And then it'll be time to explore! Sounds like a plan ♪
[And he's off. Leona can have time to mull over the audacity of actually wheeling a full rack of clothes into their suite. Or he can run off and decide he doesn't want to wait for him, whichever.]
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sad, he thought he was kind of being funny despite the whole game thing being pretty not funny. well. he can always try later. ]
What do ya mean these racks? They're meant for...
[ probably whoever else is around here. otherwise, won't they start snooping around in other rooms? see who the thief is? he doesn't want to be found by anyone who might know him. or not know him, lest it become a written invitation to do things that he doesn't feel like doing at this very moment! ]
... eh. Whatever.
[ he waves a hand dismissively. he's doing the mulling instead of the abandoning. it might give him some more time to peruse the other racks...
...
so he'll wait. and help. but not hiyori. he'll help himself, thank you~ ]