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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 3:47:16 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 1, 2004 3:47:16 GMT -4
Jonothon leaned on the wall by the door, waiting for Christine to come down so they could go out.
His usual jeans had been replaced by sleek black lines of leather, black cotton tshirt replaced by an almost see through silk one that tied loosely at the front with black ribbon. His bandages could be seen through the material, but they just added to his sombrely elegant look. His hair had that 'just got of bed; want to help me crawl back in it?' look, and dark lines of black kohl traced underneath his expressive eyes, making them stand out more then usual and the brown seem almost black. The usual bikie jacket had been replaced with a long black coat with a high collar.
He was still wearing his boots though, and he'd applied a gleaming new coat of black nailpolish to his nails.
He lifted his head as he 'heard' Christine approaching.
"Yer look smashing, luv. Gonner fit right in. All ready ter go?"
((TAGS: Christine and others))
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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 9:46:43 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 1, 2004 9:46:43 GMT -4
"As ready as I'll ever be," Christine said as she came down the steps. The tight black corest that she had on pulled her thin waist even thinner and hugged the right curves. A pair of jet black opera glove extended up her arm, ending a few inches below her shoulders. Almost knee high boots in ebony clung to her legs. Black bathing suit pants were nearly hidden from view.
"How do I look?" she asked, tilting her head.
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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 18:26:03 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 1, 2004 18:26:03 GMT -4
"Absobloodylutely perfect," Jonothon said, nodding as he straightened up.
"Now...wot we need is someone ter see yer. Just to mess with their heads before we go."
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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 18:29:08 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 1, 2004 18:29:08 GMT -4
Christine nodded as she quietly put on some crimson lipstick. Lipstick was the only make-up she would wear since everything else felt wrong. She felt decidedly as if she was back in the Inner Circle and was waiting for the other members to show.
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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 18:43:42 GMT -4
Post by cyclops on Aug 1, 2004 18:43:42 GMT -4
Almost on cue, Scott wandered past the entry, busily tapping away at a PDA.
He glanced up, and immediately recognized Jono, but not Christine.
"Evening, Jono. Night on the town? Who's your..."
He faltered as it finally sunk in. His left foot slid out from underneath him in mid-step with a SQUEAK! and he landed with a thud on one knee.
"Christine!? What in the world are you wearing!?"
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Gothic
Aug 1, 2004 21:35:08 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 1, 2004 21:35:08 GMT -4
"Jono talked me into going clubbing with him," Christine said, looking innocent. "And it was to a goth club so, I figured, might as well blend in." She pouted, her crimson lips betraying her innocence.
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Gothic
Aug 2, 2004 0:02:37 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 2, 2004 0:02:37 GMT -4
Jonothon was bent almost double with laughter, telepathy managing to recreate the sounds in their heads.
"Bloody hell, that was better then I could've h'imagined it!"
He straightened up, still chuckling.
"Oh me oh my...yeah, we're going out. Gonner have a bit o' fun out on the town."
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Gothic
Aug 2, 2004 14:17:38 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 2, 2004 14:17:38 GMT -4
Christine blushed slightly. "Sorry for giving you heart failure, Scott. But this is the last time this outfit is being seen."
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Gothic
Aug 2, 2004 20:32:36 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 2, 2004 20:32:36 GMT -4
"Oh, I dunno bout that, pet. Yer look very good in it," Jonothon said slyly, mainly just to give Scott heart failure.
"The Elf might like it on. Well, probably more taking it off then looking at it on, but yer know wot I mean..."
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Gothic
Aug 2, 2004 20:41:39 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 2, 2004 20:41:39 GMT -4
Christine's cheeks took on the same hue as Scott's ever present shades. "Well, I wasn't planning on wearing black with Kurt. More along the lines of snow white."
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Gothic
Aug 2, 2004 23:44:26 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 2, 2004 23:44:26 GMT -4
"Wot, like Emma?" Jonothon said cheekily.
"Well, white would probably suit yer colouring better..."
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Gothic
Aug 3, 2004 9:32:25 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 3, 2004 9:32:25 GMT -4
"Well, just one of those pajama things they say at Victoria Secrets if you know what I mean," she answered just as cheekily.
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Gothic
Aug 3, 2004 11:21:59 GMT -4
Post by cyclops on Aug 3, 2004 11:21:59 GMT -4
Scott's jaw had been flapping up and down on a loose end since his initial reaction. He finally recovered somewhat, and clambered to his feet.
Something in the back of his head told him that she wasn't the ten-year-old that bandaged his eyes when they first met anymore. That she had grown up, that she had been through things that no one her age should have to go through, and that she'd earned the right to cut loose every once in a while.
As usual, Scott didn't want to listen.
"You're not going anywhere dressed like that," he managed to sputter.
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Gothic
Aug 3, 2004 11:24:45 GMT -4
Post by Christine MacTaggart on Aug 3, 2004 11:24:45 GMT -4
"Scott, what part of "I'm not ten anymore" is not registering? I've lost track of how many times I've helped you and the other Xers save the world, or how many times I've saved the world without a team," she pouted. "I think I earned a night out, dressed the way I want to. And I promise, this'll be the last time this outfit ever sees the light of day."
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Gothic
Aug 3, 2004 20:55:25 GMT -4
Post by chamber on Aug 3, 2004 20:55:25 GMT -4
"Get the stick out of yer arse, Fearless, and then we'll talk," Jonothon said, before looking at Christine.
"Still think yer should keep it. Not many people can pull off an outfit like that, ducks. Anyway. Ready ter get going?"
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