Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2012 21:13:22 GMT -8
Quin had showered quickly, and had grudgingly shaven the 2-day stubble from his face. Something told him that the Princess would prefer men without a beard, or at least he assumed as much by the cursory investigations he did on Etimonian culture. He hadn't seen a single male Etimonian with facial hair. Beards were already somewhat hit or miss with women of species where beards were fashionable, so he figured he'd play it safe.
He'd changed into black trousers, and a blue shirt that he knew looked good on him, then headed to the station to try and track Ahska down. He had long ago forgotten Tim's warnings about starting some sort of a Galactic "incident" while in the process of trying to get a bit of affection from the young princess. Still, he was a bit discrete about trying to track her down.
Or rather, everyone on the station was all a twitter about the Carnival that was going on below, that Ahska was apparently in charge of overseeing. Still, Quin mentally patted himself on the back for his eavesdropping skills, before beaming down to Etimon's surface.
Unfortunately, she wasn't easy to track down. Everyone at the event seemed to have bright colored hair, and there were flashing lights and contortionists aplenty. Quin found himself a bit distracted at every turn, until he reminded himself that he wasn't looking for a contortionist. At least not yet. Not until he'd seen what Ahska was up to.
He looked around for what seemed like hours until he finally saw a lithe form, with just the right color of reddish-pink hair. He gave himself a moment to check out her assets through the formfitting garment she was wearing, before stealthily moving up to her side.
"Hello there," he said charmingly as he sidled up next to her.
"Uh... do I know you?" Asked the voice of the very male contortionist.
"Oh... uh... no. Sorry. Thought you were someone else. My bad. Nice knowing you!" Quin said quickly before darting off in the opposite direction.
Then, he retraced his steps, starting back at the entrance. And he kicked himself mentally. Had he not been so lost in all the excitement, he would have seen her standing there. "Hi," he said brightly as he approached. "This is a lovely Carnival, Qysan." He figured it best to start out being at least somewhat proper...
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He'd changed into black trousers, and a blue shirt that he knew looked good on him, then headed to the station to try and track Ahska down. He had long ago forgotten Tim's warnings about starting some sort of a Galactic "incident" while in the process of trying to get a bit of affection from the young princess. Still, he was a bit discrete about trying to track her down.
Or rather, everyone on the station was all a twitter about the Carnival that was going on below, that Ahska was apparently in charge of overseeing. Still, Quin mentally patted himself on the back for his eavesdropping skills, before beaming down to Etimon's surface.
Unfortunately, she wasn't easy to track down. Everyone at the event seemed to have bright colored hair, and there were flashing lights and contortionists aplenty. Quin found himself a bit distracted at every turn, until he reminded himself that he wasn't looking for a contortionist. At least not yet. Not until he'd seen what Ahska was up to.
He looked around for what seemed like hours until he finally saw a lithe form, with just the right color of reddish-pink hair. He gave himself a moment to check out her assets through the formfitting garment she was wearing, before stealthily moving up to her side.
"Hello there," he said charmingly as he sidled up next to her.
"Uh... do I know you?" Asked the voice of the very male contortionist.
"Oh... uh... no. Sorry. Thought you were someone else. My bad. Nice knowing you!" Quin said quickly before darting off in the opposite direction.
Then, he retraced his steps, starting back at the entrance. And he kicked himself mentally. Had he not been so lost in all the excitement, he would have seen her standing there. "Hi," he said brightly as he approached. "This is a lovely Carnival, Qysan." He figured it best to start out being at least somewhat proper...
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