[Action, early evening of the 11th]

[ledbythewind]

[A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, Richard made a certain offer to Asbel because his best friend is apparently incapable of going after the woman who likes him (aka Cheria) without outside intervention. He's already pulled some intervention in the form of mistletoe shenanigans, but since then, there's been absolutely no progress on that front and it's nearly Valentine's Day.

So Richard has decided to take matters into his own hands. As a king, he's had more than enough lessons in manners and the proper methods of courting ladies, meaning that he is going to make sure that Asbel knows how to treat a woman right, and what better way to do so than by having Asbel take him out for an evening the way he (hopefully) will with Cheria later? Of course, there's only one flaw in this plan, which is figuring out how to make Asbel forget that he's with Richard, his decidedly male best friend, and act like he would if he were going out with an actual woman. BUT HE HAS A PLAN. And said plan involves a purple dress, a bit of makeup, some jewelry, and his hair swept up into a slightly messy updo.

There, perfect. Now, to execute the plan...

Feel free to gawk at the lovely lady who is heading to Seventh Heaven to meet Asbel! Or just stare in horror because RICHARD IS THAT YOU.]

(OOC: Will probably be a bit slow with tags because I'm still sick, but this needed to be done before the event! And I am getting to the stuff in my inbox. :|b)

Comments

[musubi]

Of how many guys hit on you over the course of the evening.

[It will make him feel a little better.]

[ledbythewind]

Don't tell me you're jealous.

[Let's face it, Isamu, you did not look nearly as nice in a dress.]

[musubi]

No, I'd just like to know I'm not the only guy to ever hit on another guy without actually realizing it was a guy.

You gotta make me feel less like an idiot here.

[ledbythewind]

... you hit on another man? When did this happen?

[RICHARD HAS NOT HEARD THIS STORY. Now you gotta spill, Isamu. He's expecting an experiment or something to be involved.]

[musubi]

Details aren't fucking important.

[Wow, this wasn't the most brilliant of ideas.]

I just want to know.

[ledbythewind]

I'll give you a tally if you tell me this story.

[It's only fair.]

[musubi]

Well one time the guy had actually been turned into a girl at the time, so that doesn't count. And the other time the guy had a sister he dressed up to look exactly like and I met both but didn't learn until later, so that doesn't count either.

None of it counts.

[ledbythewind]

[... wait, it was more than once? Richard is going to make a very valiant effort to not laugh at this, but there's definitely a grin slipping through.]

You didn't mention that it had happened more than once.

[musubi]

It's not my fault, okay! They were being way too friendly.

[ledbythewind]

I can't exactly say I blame them for that. You are rather attractive, after all-- I'm sure they just realized that fact.

[TROLOLOLOL.]

[musubi]

Hey, no argument there.

[His vanity > your trolling.]

See? Not my fault. I just attract the weird types.

[ledbythewind]

But I must admit I am curious... which one of us looked better, me or them?

[He knows he's got the legs for this dress. It's one of the advantages of being a twig... or something.]

[musubi]

Ha! I'm not touching that question.

[ledbythewind]

[Just draping on, then.

... and he doesn't smell like his usual honeysuckle right now. Yep, that's perfume. Oh, and did he mention he stuffed the front of that dress too?]

[musubi]

...Have I ever mentioned how much of a terrible person you are?

[ledbythewind]

Not for at least a week, as my memory serves me.

[musubi]

Well. Then you're a terrible person.

[ledbythewind]

I don't see you raising much of a complaint to that.

[musubi]

What good would it even do me?

[ledbythewind]

None at all.

[musubi]

Exactly!

[ledbythewind]

[And Richard is just laughing now, because honestly, Isamu makes it too easy.]