From what little I have heard and seen from him, there was no way in hell I was ever going to consider that option. Obtuse is not something I'm a particular fan of.
Double breasted bronze vest... Damn, that does sound amazing.
And, ah, I do have a slight personal question, if you don't mind? Merely curiosity so I know limits to this whole mess if someone wants to start asking questions.
Oh no, that's not it. Mostly I was... call me curious, I suppose, if you were gay or...? I only ask out of mere curiosity, I assure you. And to not cause any unnecessary discomfort. [Also because she doesn't reaaaaally feel like making him uncomfortable and knows her limits depending on that answer.]
I've only dated guys, but I AM bisexual. So if we need to get a bit handsy to keep the cover up, I'm not going to be, like. Particularly uncomfortable, outside of the general scenario.
I'll make sure to brace myself for you being overeager to prove this hypothetical someone wrong. I've heard from multiple sources that I'm a good kisser.
[Despite himself, Tyler is grinning at that response as well.]
I rather doubt an ulterior motive, but you certainly strike me as the kind of person who'll take any excuse to show off, and loves doing it. Should I be more concerned about someone challenging us, or you taking an innocent statement as challenge and making a show of it?
I'll do my best not to outshine you, then. Do you want to come with me while I go shopping, to make sure we co-ordinate properly, or would you rather leave it to surprise? We can probably even give this a test run and see if it doesn't end in disaster before the real deal fucks us over, if you do.
[Is she really doing anything? Not... not really.]
Why the fuck not, honestly. It's not as if I'm doing anything other than scoping things out elsewhere and that's not something that's a huge deal at the moment.
And probably getting more used to being around each other isn't... a bad thing. And I am rather fond of not being cooped up right now. [Could probably also send Nex out to pickpocket people while they're out, for funsies.]
I guess it's a date, then. [And the irony of that isn't lost on him at all.]
I'm free after five most days, and some of the boutiques around the Goldenrod department store are open pretty late. I'd get something tailored but I don't have that kind of money here, so hopefully there's something nice in my size around already.
[Tyler, do you even know who you're talking to right now?]
Pfft. Don't worry about it, we'll find something whether it needs to be tailored, altered, or whatever. I don't tend to use a lot of cash in the first place and beating up on the rich seems to be a valid strategy.
[Tyler, how do you feel about getting a text message first?]
Answer the damn phone, I need you to see something on video real quick and then I'll switch back over. It's important to what I'm gonna be saying.
[If he does, she's absolutely going to just show how unimpressed she is before panning over to Nex and Faris hoarding eggs. And clicking back off to go back to text.]
I'm going to take a guess that Dexter got up to more than we thought or this is payback for kicking them off the bed.
[That's about the same reaction she had about all of it.]
I'm not sure when these assholes had time to fuck around, but here we are. And Nex almost took my face off when I went to try and inspect the eggs themselves.
She might at least be able to help with Flaris, since growlithe are just a down-the-line fire type. But she at least... seems okay with my being near them. Not so much touching them, but it's better than Nex is giving me.
Six goddamned eggs, Tyler, I'm drowning over here.
I wouldn't turn down the help. Or the company, I suppose. It's a real downer being by yourself again after a huge event with a ton of people like that.
Cool. Send me your address then, I'll come over after I'm finished with work.
He has access to the Ekruteak warp, at least, so while it takes him a bit to touch up some of the final budget stuff for Steven, he makes it to Lydia's very shortly after he finishes about two hours later.
And he's very polite about it, knocking quietly on her door. He's only got Isis out at the moment; he doesn't trust Dexter not to get into more shit if he lets the Houndoom out.
[At least she's managed to stake out a rather small... oh, okay, that's actually a small house somehow. Don't ask how the hell she got the money or connections for that, not too far outside of the city itself. Quiet, simple, no one asks any damn questions...
And it looks normal as fuck on the outside.
Even if she's answering the door in what's essentially something far too dressy for what she'd supposedly been up to.]
Quicker than I thought. But come in. [She's moving to the side to usher him in and she obviously hasn't gotten around to doing much on the decorating side, either. Just a simple couch and chairs in the living area there.]
The dipshits are in the spare room, because of course they are.
[It's an excellent look on Lydia, he has to say. Tyler doesn't think he could pull it off with anywhere near as much grace.
He signs somewhat lazily, with Isid translating directly into Lydia's mind.]
It was just finalizing some shit, nothing actually consuming.
[He allows himself to be ushered in and along, and opens the door to the spare room himself to gaze upon these asshole parents. Isis looks down at them both with disapproval.]
[If there's one thing she's good at, it's pulling off almost anything and everything if she puts her mind to it. Something about elven grace or whatever.]
That so? About the same on this level, though more... I suppose trying to find people to staff shit as I can't do it alone. [Unfortunately she has to sleep now, which is rude when she's so used to being able to get everything done.
As for the spare room. Nex is immediately staring back at Isis, eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. Very much curled around those eggs with no intentions on letting anyone near.
Flaris? Flaris is sitting up and just. Barking. Once.
So I am dating a six foot fucking toddler who fights *dirty*.
We're going to need to call 'Jack's' something else because the only thing I can think of that he'll accept as a reason he wasn't mentioned in my help wanted video is that if our dive bar/fight club goes under--which it very well fucking *could* because only one in six new restaurants or bars survives in the long term--then it's probably better if his name and image aren't everywhere and he's not *officially* associated with a failure.
And then if/when we succeed *then* he gets to open up the Club Handsome of his dreams.
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