Fic: Life Model
Jul. 10th, 2011 07:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeriendhalNote: A continuation from this little bit of crack. Go look at Peta's wonderful pic to see exactly what he was wearing.
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Melika looked at the pictures that Leeza had uploaded to Melika's palm comp from the bar, giggling to herself at the images of the sandy furred male vulpine lord twirling around in her old dress from her days at Madame Cher's Cabaret. "I am deeply disappointed at missing this," she informed him.
Rufus grinned back at her, pulling off what passed for a top (really not much more than a pair fabric strips) and tossing it onto the chair in their hotel suite's bedroom. "My apologies, dear," he said. "It was too good an opportunity to miss and I knew you wouldn't be back until early this morning."
"So how much did you win in the end?" she asked.
"We took pity on Lance after one hundred credits," he said. Rufus opened the drawer to his dresser drawer, eyebrows drawer together in surprise. "Mel, where did all my clothes go?" he asked.
"I put them back in your bag and locked them in the trunk of the skimmer," she told him
"So what am I supposed to wear?"
Mel smiled, showing off her fangs, and focused her palm comp's camera lens on him. "You'll get your clothes back in a bit. For now I've got a couple of dresses in the closet that I want you to model."
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Melika looked at the pictures that Leeza had uploaded to Melika's palm comp from the bar, giggling to herself at the images of the sandy furred male vulpine lord twirling around in her old dress from her days at Madame Cher's Cabaret. "I am deeply disappointed at missing this," she informed him.
Rufus grinned back at her, pulling off what passed for a top (really not much more than a pair fabric strips) and tossing it onto the chair in their hotel suite's bedroom. "My apologies, dear," he said. "It was too good an opportunity to miss and I knew you wouldn't be back until early this morning."
"So how much did you win in the end?" she asked.
"We took pity on Lance after one hundred credits," he said. Rufus opened the drawer to his dresser drawer, eyebrows drawer together in surprise. "Mel, where did all my clothes go?" he asked.
"I put them back in your bag and locked them in the trunk of the skimmer," she told him
"So what am I supposed to wear?"
Mel smiled, showing off her fangs, and focused her palm comp's camera lens on him. "You'll get your clothes back in a bit. For now I've got a couple of dresses in the closet that I want you to model."
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Date: 2011-07-11 08:25 am (UTC)Well, Rufus did not think it would end that way :)
...at least Melika is getting her show, too...
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Date: 2011-07-11 09:24 am (UTC)