The Lost Warrior
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Thread Topic: The Lost Warrior
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"A joke? Shouldn't you try to be serious about important issues like these?" Yvonus followed right behind Sasha, closing the door when he saw no one else coming to the store. He noted that she walked fast for how much shorter she was compared to him. Also, her walk had an elegant touch despite its swiftness. Eventually, though, the knight had stopped to stare at an item that was declared to be on "sale." It was a toy sword, though Yovonus didn't know that. He picked the item up, playing with it for a moment. When he looked up to question Sasha, he realized she was gone. He quickly placed the item back, staring around the store. There was a section labeled "Womens"- he headed off towards that section, hoping he'd find her there. He didn't see her hiding behind a nearby rack of dresses.
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Sasha smirked and jumped out at him, grabbing his arm. "Rawr!" She said rather cutely, grinning up at him. Her hair fell in front of her face as she flashed her best closed eye smile. Really, she hoped she didn't scare him too much, but at least caused a slight bit of panic.
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The former knight had no time to brace himself. As soon as Sasha jumped out, he yelped, jumping back and reaching for his sword. When he couldn't find it, he felt slightly empty- but he also realized that it wasn't a monster. It was just Sasha. Slightly angry, Yvonus crossed his arms, glaring daggers at her. "Was that necessary?" he asked. "I got distracted, so you decide to hide like that.. It's a bit childish."
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Sasha huffed, "I am a bit childish... you have so much to learn, Yvonus..." she fixed her hair and stretched before resuming her walk toward the men's section. "They don't have anything like you're used to, so I'll pick out a few things for you. You can choose the rest, okay?" Smiling sweetly, she looked over her shoulder at him, her arms crossed slightly. As soon as they entered the "Men's" section, Sasha began looking at jeans, tapping her chin. "We need to figure out what your size is... you look pretty small, so try these," She stated, taking a hanger off the rack before pointing toward the cavity in the wall labeled "dressing room". "Find one of the stalls and try them on then let me see, Kay?"
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(I apologize for the late response, I've been distracted from roleplays.)
"That's not something you should be proud of," Yvonus grunted, following Sasha once she started off again. "If anything, you should be concerned that someone recognizes you as a child." A sigh escaped his lips. He knew that he wasn't really as mad as he acted, though. He recalled his old friends- the ones that had been on the battlefield with him. Some of them were just as upbeat as Sasha was. Remembering them brought a ping of sadness to his little heart. He was utterly alone. He had likely been the only one to be attacked with that magic. None of his old friends would be in this strange world. He snapped out of his thoughts, staring at her. Even though he hadn't been paying any attention, he muttered, "Okay." Then, he paused, looking confused. She was holding something out and pointing somewhere. "What, what am I agreeing to?" -
Sasha sighed and crossed her arms rather cutely, "Weren't you listening to a thing I said? Go take these into the hall find a stall, and try them on. Do I need to show you how?" She asked, her cheeks a faint pink at her suggestion, but seeming unfazed. She held out the clothes which consisted of a pair of blue jeans and a graphic t shirt with a picture of an Atari and the words "Old School Classics" underneath.
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The raven's face turned scarlet. "N-No," Yvonus stammered. "I can figure it out." Reluctantly, he turned around, looking for what she had suggested he go to. He entered the one with a little stick figure he assumed was a male- the other had a triangle, which, he assumed was a dress. He disappeared inside, going to one of the unoccupied stalls. With a bit of difficulty, he figured out how to get himself dressed, and was soon poking his head out for her. "Sasha!" he cried. "What now?"
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Sasha fought a smile, leaning on the doorway. "Come out of the stall with the new clothes so I can see how they fit. It's simple, if they fit nicely I know what size to get you," She called back, arms crossed as she yawned, a bit bored.
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(Sorry for the delay!)
Yvonus slowly exited the dressing room, stepping out so she could see him. "These.. things," he gestured to his pants, "Are rather tight. However, I believe everything else fits quite fine. Do they look okay?" He went to let his arms hand loose, but after feeling uncomfortable, he pulled them up and crossed them against his chest. He felt uncomfortable, needing a woman's help for a task like this. However, Sasha was the only one who was willing to help him. -
"You said the jeans are tight?" Sasha walked over and did the trick she was taught, which was to slide two fingers in the waist band then twist them. She blinked and nodded. "Maybe a size bigger will do..." She pointed to the stall he just emerged from, "I'll bring you another pair to try on, so you just wait in there, okay?" She smiled before walking back to the rack and picking through for a larger size, humming.
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"Yes, that's what I said." Yvonus eyed her, watching what she was doing. He had never experienced this type of clothing, and a part of him wanted to be able to do what she was doing on his own. When she did her little trick, he held his breath, staring at her. There wasn't a lot of space between them, and she had tugged him a bit closer to her. He blushed, unknowingly, and waited for her to finish. "I, uh, okay," he stammered, turning and immediately going back to the stall. After a minute, he decided to change back into the clothing he had before. He came back out, looking for her in hopes the next pair of what she had called jeans would fit.
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