Apr 27 23:32:29 106 PA

From Chronicles

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Thursday morning ripens slowly with the sluggish morning time chugging along at the Nightingale. Settled into her often chosen booth, leaned back into the wall, legs along the bench seat, Vixen is casually thumbing through a small book with a glass of pinkish something close to hand. The book in question is a small, well thumbed manual that appears to be for some manner of sophisticated radio. She neglects her drink, though it is only about half full, casually looking for something or other in the small manual.

Leonard enters the establishment, shaking some of the dampness from his cloak before doffing the hood. So much for the brief bit of sunshine and clear skies. His eyes skim briefly over the morning crew and diehard patrons as he continues to walk, finally settling upon the ruby-redheaded reader. Veering thataway, he closer on her table before offering, "Morning." No blowing of breath in ears, this time. He learned that lesson already.

Vixen looks up when Leo speaks and gives him a broad grin. "Hey babe, c'mon and have a seat. I'm just waiting a bit." She adjusts her posture, sitting regularly. She has her umbrella, a simple, black affair that's leaned against the wall, under the table. "Planning to do a little shopping with Amber. I'd invite you along, but I don't think she'd be too comfy with that." Her tone lightly apologetic.

Leonard chuckles and slides easily into a seat at the table. "From what you implied, I'm not sure that I'd be any more at ease." Once settled, he looses a soft sigh. "I disappointed her, too, with all that I did, how I acted. At least the both of you get along so well. I'm surprised that I didn't thwart that, somehow, the way things have run."

"She's not out to get you, so that makes her fine in my book," Vixen replies simply. "She's sweet.. what'd you do anyway? Never did get no details on that. Maybe I can give you pointers.. or see about easing her off a bit." She shifts closer to Leo on the bench, the manual closed and dropped on the table as she looks to him. "Be honest. I won't run off this time, I promise." She grins playfully.

"Well," Leonard begins, pausing momentarily to consider his words, "I was simply direct. She is shy as well as sweet, and was frustrated by uncertainty. There was my normal slew of compliments, of course," he can't help but grin a little, "but I also told her, rather bluntly, that she is an attractive and personable woman, and didn't need worry if men were interested, because they were." A shrug follows. "I didn't exactly... proposition her, but I did invite her out. She welcomed the attention, I think, but realized that I wasn't in the most rational of moods. She was right, and I knew it, not to mention that I was stepping all over her concerned and softspoken elven friend."

Vixen considers that quietly for a few moments. "She is pretty," is admitted before she looks at Leo again, more directly. "I suppose there was no harm done there from my view." She smiles and lifts a hand to lightly stroke his cheek. "Don't worry, I'll try picking her brain a little. See if I can't smooth things a bit. And work on that shyness. Just can't have that, especially if her boy is a bit like that too. Dunno.. never dated an elf before."

Leonard's cheek contorts as he smiles. "Her boy did escort her home the other evening, in my stead. It may have been the drinks, but she did become rather bold when he arrived. Still, she seems more comfortable around you, and you'd be the better one to offer her advice, anyhow."

"Drinks are one way to get loose, but not something to be leaned on." Vixen shakes her head a little. "I'll see what I can do with her. Though it makes me wonder if maybe they already did it." She's casually thoughtful on that. "I'll just have to ask, since it's important to know." She nods once and lowers her hand, leaning in against Leo's side. "What's he like? Since you saw him now. Need a sense of that too, so I know what she has to work with."

"He is very... polite." Leonard offers after a brief search for an adjective. "Courteous, but formal. Of course, you are right, and the ice might already be broken, as it were. I'll let /you/ ask her of that, though." His arm lifts to wrap about her shoulders. "Attempts at assertiveness or not, it's not really any of my business."

Vixen chuckles lightly and lifts her hand to give Leo's chest a light pat. "That's right, not really something you should be asking.. unless you're really close with a girl," she confirms. "But I have to play it by ear too.. don't want to dig my fingers in too deep and get her pulling back from me after all." She looks up to him. "that's what it's all about.. knowing when you can ask and what you can ask. It's always a game of guess and evaluate. Start small and keep a close eye for clues. Talking to people, trying to figure them out is a game that's never quite the same and always has those hidden pitfalls."

Leonard smirks at her outline of the game. "I'm well aware of most of the pitfalls, since I think that I've stepped in most of them. Now that I've tiptoed, and then ran head on, maybe I can find a pace in between, but I'm still trying to fill in all the holes I made." He pauses a moment before adding, "Speaking of which, I encountered Ema at the gym while you were away."

Vixen frowns faintly when Ema is spoken of. "So what about it? She do anything I should be aware of?" She looks towards her glass and reaches over to snap it up. PInk lemonade, a good drink for the early hours. The draw is lightly sipped from, though only for a moment before she adds, "I want to know if she does anything to you.. even if she just looks at you wrong. Might mean she's using that psychic mojo on you." She then goes back to sipping her lemonade.

"Other than uttering the occassional insult into my mind, no." Leonard shakes his head. "I didn't intend to publicly humiliate her, as much as I'm sure you might think she deserved it. At most, she was civil enough to note that, if she still accompanies the rest of us to Tolkeen, that she will be professional and do what is expected of her. Not the smoothing I had hoped for, but it is something I suppose."

"I don't care about public humiliation. I just don't want to have to worry t hat she's going to come do some shit," Vixen replies, looking at Leo squarely. "I'd be perfectly happy if she just vanished. But if all she's going to do is be a bitch, I guess I could live with that." She still frowns faintly, thoughtful on matters as she considers him. "I guess you're probably not to o happy with how I am either. But I'm not apologizing for it. Just tell me one thing.. did she know you and I were together?"

Leonard manages a slight smile, more of apology than mirth. "How can I blame you for that? I was the one that introduced you two in the worst possible way.." His head shakes, but not strongly. "She didn't know about you, specifically, but she knew. Maya saw the two of us speaking, and made a very poignant reference to you. It was a helpful comment that I should not have ignored." Now he sighs. "Ema didn't, and blatantly put the decision in my hands, just as she told you..."

"But she didn't back off, knowing someone was with you," Vixen points out, her tone firm. "You screwed up, but she took that step too. That's why I don't give her no slack, cause you don't touch another girl's guy. That's a rule. She didn't respect that, so I don't got no respect for her." She nods her head. "Ain't no excuse. But I got more respect for Maya now.. that chick's alright. She knows the rules."

Leonard nods. "I owe Maya much thanks, and many apologies." He takes the slight shift in topic and runs with it, for more than one reason. "That wasn't the last time she stepped in to help. After I told you about what happened, and you left, I proceeded to get very, very drunk. Not to mention even more... bold. She took me home that night, just so I wouldn't get myself in any further trouble."

"She told me," Vixen notes. "That's one of the reasons I came looking for you." She smiles slightly. "I knew you needed me. I just wish you would of come looking for me, rather than going for the drink. I did say I'd shoot you, but I say that a lot.. most times I don't really mean it." She smiles lightly as she leans up a little to press her lips against his cheek. "I've been thinking about asking Maya to keep an eye on you for me. She's someone I feel I can count on for that."

Leonard relaxes notably at that. "Good. I didn't want that to be misconstrued since her motives were much more pure than mine at the time. I guess that Amber was there for that, but I never noticed, and that's what made her upset. One bad thing following another..." Now that that is cleared, he arches a brow and grins. "You are quite adamant on finding chaperones for me, aren't you?"

"Lets just say, I've learned you can never have too many eyes in the game," Vixen replies casually. "I trust you, but I don't trust other people.. certain ones in particular. Knowledge is power and you get it by having all the eyes you can looking." She nods her head once. "As to Amber, she was probably mad cause you seemed to like her, then she saw you with another chick. Most girls don't like players. Or liars, if maybe she thinks you were just saying those things to get next to her." She eyes Leo. "Or something like that, maybe. Hard to tell until I talk with her."

Leonard chuckles softly. "Well, I can't argue with that, nor complain." He meets her gaze and nods. "I don't want her to think I'm either, but it might be easier for you to talk to her about it than I. It is awkward for me, as I'd seem one or the other, no matter what I say."

Vixen is settled at a booth on the left side with Leo, she on the inside of the bench, he on the outside. She has an umbrella under the table and an old manual set to the side. She finishes off the pink lemonade and sets the ice aside casually. "I doubt she trusts you right now, so I'll vouch for you. Well, as much as I can." An amused little smirk rises. "I'll tell her the truth, even if it ain't all that flattering in places. But it's the best way."

"That should be an interesting conversation." Leonard returns Vixen's smirk before lifting his free hand to rub at his forehead. "I have the sudden urge to stick my head back in the sand, even if I might miss something. Nice and quiet in there, you know."

"Remember, you're being strong," Vixen notes, giving Leo a light smile. "But not an ass. Gotta stop just before that step, every time." She lifts a hand to stroke his opposite cheek lightly. "I'm glad you did at least try and make good. It is easier to just turn tail, but the easy isn't always the best way to go. Trusting isn't easy, but I'm doing it, cause it's for the best."

Leonard places his hand atop the one on his cheek as it lifts in a smile. "I'm trying. Maybe I'll get lucky and unscrew things up, for a change. You make it easier to be strong, and smack me down when I get too uppity, both. I think that I only need one chaperone, no matter how many you end up finding."

Amber makes her way up the stairs, forgoeing the elevator for reasons unknown. Clad in knee-socks, small shoes, a long skirt and tight T-shirt, she seems to constantly adjusting her look as she tries to find something that suits her. She looks a little sleepy, but mostly in high spirits, her lips hold her smile, and her eyes are bright behind her glasses. She quickly finds the reason for her presense here, and heads over to the two, waving on the way.

"I'll handle the logistics, you just keep an eye on you," Vixen says to Leo. "Once you master yourself, then you can work on other stuff." She winks, then spies Amber nearing. "There she is," Vix says with a grin, motioning for the woman to come sit. "You're looking alright there. Has your elf boy seen that shirt yet?" Her grin is playfully amused.

"Yes, dear." The mildly teasing response is more soft than wry this time, before Leonard turns towards Amber. A hand lifts to wave accompanied by a smile. "Morning." He witholds any questions in lieu of Vix's.

Amber smirks over at Vixen, head shaking, "I'm not sure he thinks he's allowed to look there yet, I practically have to beg for the kisses I get..." her eyes flicker to Leo as she smiles over at him, her face reddening just a bit, as she looks vixen's way, "But I appreciate the compliment, at any rate!" She plops herself down opposite the two and puts her chin in her hands, elbows on the table, "Whats up?"

"We're gunna go shopping in a moment, that's what. Though first off, why do you have to beg for anything? When a girl wants, a girl should take," Vixen points out, her brows lifting slightly. "Especially when it comes to her man." She gives Leo a sidelong glance. "When I'm wanting, I take. And Leo here, he won't say no. Though I still think he needs a little extra nudge to do taking of his own from time to time. But he's learning." She grins playfully and looks back to Amber. "What's the story on yours. He shy?"

Leonard turns and leans in place a kiss on Vix's cheek. "You have to give me a chance between your taking to get my own in, first..." His grin remains as his eyes lift to Amber. "Nudging can work wonders, but blatant might be needed. I could make a few suggestions, but since they're hers, it's probably better than I let her offer them."

Amber's eyes are a bit wide, and she clearly is not very comfortable with the topic as her head shakes, "I guess thats it, though, I don't want him just cause he's not gonna say no, I want him to want me so bad he can't help himself!" reddness increases as her head turns to look at just about anything else, "I don't know if that makes sense, but sometimes when i'm..." she stops, bottom lip bitten as a sharp, short intake of breath whistles through her teeth, "ANYWAY," she says, exaggeratedly, "I'll keep doing what I can to give him no choice!"

Vixen smiles lightly in understanding and looks to Leo. "Scoot out, babe. I think its time for me and Amber to take this show on the road," she murmurs. She'll snag up the worn manual and slip it into one of her coat pockets before snagging her bag and umbrella to drag out with her. "Not sure how long we'll be out there, so I'll see you when I see you. We can do some more moving tonight, though most of what's left is the equipment and some stuff from storage."

Leonard might give Amber some consolation as he flushes slightly at her aborted sentence, pondered completions to it, and the very fact that he's pondering. "Yes, I should leave you ladies to your shopping..." He scoots himself out, standing and stepping just out of the way. A smile and nod are ready for Vixen as he turns back to offer her a hand. "I think everything is arranged fairly well, but I'm sure you'll be altering that to your satisfaction."

Amber offers a wave Leo's way, "Have a good one!" she grins, scooting further into the booth, leaning against the wall, legs outstretched on the seat. She looks over at Vixen as she says her good byes, waiting with a smoft small on her face as she notes the intereaction between them, almost studying. She waits for them to finish, not interupting.

"We will together," Vixen murmurs to Leo, her umbrella holding arm lifting to hook about Leo's neck so she can lean in for a light kiss. "Be good until I get back, then you can be bad," she murmurs, lips given a playful curl. She'll let him go then and sling her bag over her shoulder, looking towards Amber. "What are you doing still sitting there. The stores don't come to us yet." She glances towards one of the windows. "The rain even stopped. That'll make things easier."

"I'll have no trouble behaving," Leonard grins following Vixen's affectionate threat(?), "since I'll be spending the entire time thinking of ways to misbehave." He then helps her on her way with a gentle swat to the seat of leather pants as proof. He then chuckles to Amber. "You'd best get going. She's hard enough to keep up with when shopping as it is."

Sliding out her seat, just as she was getting comfortable, Amber offers a final wave, as she stands there looking over at Vixen, still not entirely sure what todays shopping will entail, "Bye!" she offers weakly, as she stands there ready to move when Vixen does.

Vixen does Amber one better, casually approaching to hook her arm lightly. "I think, first thing, we have to go to a very special store," she mentions as she escorts the young woman out of the night club and onto the street.

Arms hooked seems to be no problem for amber as she allows herself to be led out into the overcast streets, her attention on Vixen as they appear to be out of earshot, "I feel like I should be understanding something that i'm clearly not.." she says at last, her pale skin returning as she earlier blushing seems to have subsided, "What exactly are we going shopping for?"

Vixen grins lightly and leans in a little to Amber, keeping her voice discreet. "We're going toy shopping. Adult toys, that no woman should be without, " she murmurs. "I dunno about your plans for your boy, but if you're getting hot and he's not cooling you off right yet, that's gunna build up. Can't have that happening, can we?" Her brows rise slightly as she considers Amber, leading her south.

Amber's face scrunches as she listens, understanding dawning on her perhaps a little slower than it should have, her face blushes a deep red, "Ummms...I'm not..." her little body tenses a bit as she walks, her eyes on the street infront of her, "are you sure..." she can't seem to find the words she desperately needs, "ok." she manages.

"Positive," Vixen replies. She keeps pace, even if Amber slows a bit. "Honey, it's alright. A girl has needs and I've been through plenty of droughts to know that you gotta let the tension go somehow. But don't worry, I got your interests in mind." She pauses, considering a moment before she murmurs lowly, "How much do you know about your body?" Her eyes slid towards Amber, with a softer, understanding expression. No tease, no play.

"Oh my god we are so not having this conversation!" she blurts, face almost purple as her head shakes, "I'm not daft, and i've been lonely before!" her words stumble out of her mouth, her intense uncomfortableness glaringly obvious as she seems on the verge of bolting. She continues her slow pace though, "I mean, I understand how everything works, and all that, I'm just not really sure I need...." she rolls her shoulders, "I don't understand, i guess, I want the real thing, and I could have it so easy I think, just not with who I want it with.." she blabs a bit, using vague terms, her eyes glued to the ground before her.

Vixen considers those words quietly after Amber speaks them, she far more at ease with the moment. Even so, she keeps that understanding expression. "Sure, you could roll with any ole guy, but that first one should be special. Not just for stress relief." Of course, she's keeping away from most on the street and keeping her tone low as she talks with Amber. She's no fool. "But you know.. if you let it get out of hand, your judgement might slip. You might not think you need it, but I think you might, unless you got a plan to lure in your elf boy." Obviously, they are having the conversation and Vixen will keep her curled arm firm. No escape. Or not easy escape anyway.

Amber answers with the shaking of her head, "I had hoped to get him a little drunk and see if that loosened him up, but I don't think thats gonna happen...he doesn't even like me drinking, among other things." she shrugs, "It always seems so easy in the movies, or in books, I don't understand is all. I've been noticing alot lately, that people notice me, and I know there are people that want me..." she looks up at you, shyly, its the first time her eyes have lifted since the topic was broached, "you, know, that way. Why doesn't he?" a little concern shows on her face, the question a serious one.

"Amber honey, your boy sounds like a goody goody through and through, the way you tell it. Have you straight up asked him?" She looks towards the young woman's eyes intently, coming to a pause to regard her. "Have you climbed into his lap, looked him in the eye and asked, "Do you think I'm sexy? If he says no then, you can be pretty assured that he doesn't. But until then you can't assume nothing. But it is obvious that if he's not got his hands all over you, he's got something that's holding him back, cause you are one hot little number." And she's not shy at all to say so.

Her head shakes, "Oh no, I couldn't do that...." her eyes go straight again, head still moving, "No way.." she sighs, a deflating seems to occur, "Why is this so hard? I have these thoughts, and desires....I know i do, and I've said as much, but actually acting on them?" a shiver runs through her body, "I just can't picture myself doing that."

"You can.." Vixen smiles, her free hand moved over to slip two fingers underneath her chin, wanting to lightly guide Amber to look up towards her. "Give me one good reason why you can't? Maybe you don't gotta crawl into his lap, but look him in the eye and say it. What's stopping you from being honest with the boy? You sound like you're ready. Only question is if he's ready for you."

"What if he says no, or what if he thinks i'm too forward? Too agressive? To quick to move into things, heck, I even asked him to take slow in the first place..." she rolls her eyes up as her chin lifts from your hand, moving so that she watches the sky a moment, "What if he thinks I'm crazy, or too chaotic for him?" the last words are spoken with more influence, the truth of them seeming to jump out at her as she stops her listing and walks.

"Oh? You told him to take it slow?" Vixen chuckles lowly. "Well, there you go.. nice boy like that, he's probably following what you asked him to the letter. If you say go slow and he does, you gotta tell him when its right to go fast," she states, giving a little jab at the air with her finger. She lets Amber's head goes where it desires now as she changes their course some, heading down a street nearby. "See, I can't tell you if he'll see any of that.. I don't know much about how you two have been. But I do know one thing.. honesty is best. You can look at Leo and me for that. I held back a lot for my own reasons and he never got firm enough with me and we almost broke apart over it. If you're scared of being aggressive, then take it light. The whole lap thing, that as how I'd do it. But you're not me. Maybe next time you two are alone and together, you have a heart to heart with him. Don't pour your feelings out raw, but tell him how you're feeling and ask him what his feelings are. Cause not every boy is the same and while most might lust after you, there will always be those few that take a higher view. Not that they don't find you ever so hot, they just don't express it the same way."

"You make it sound so easy, and I can totally see what you're saying on an Intellectual level, it makes sense..." she takes a deep breath in through her nose, lettting it out slowly, "But when i'm with him, its just different, I can't be like that, I just wanna crawl right inside him and stay there, he makes me feel...safe i guess..." another short pause follows, she sighs once more, the topic taking a toll, "I don't think i could say that stuff to him and risk him not understanding. I don't know what i'd do if he thought I was crazy."

"What's so crazy about asking a guy if he finds you attractive?" Vixen asks. "You don't have to ask much more to know. What would you do if he said yes to that? Honestly, imagine you were with him and asked that and he said yes.. what comes to mind for you next?" Her arm slips from linking with Amber's and moves to slide across her shoulders, Vixen's head lowered and leaned a little towards the other young woman, giving her full attention.

Amber looks up, "I guess you'd just have to know him to understand, he's....different?" she smiles softly, "In a good way, I like it for sure," a bit wider of a smile and soft snicker find her lips, unlocked by a memory, no doubt, "But he's so..." she blushes a bit, "And I know this is going to sound crazy coming from me, but he's soo innocent!" she smirks, shrugging, "It would be nice...." she trails off, considering.

"Then you were right to go slow, but you gotta consider yourself too," Vixen murmurs. "Innocent can be hard to break, but if you're gentle it won't be a problem." She then looks up and notes the location. "I decided to skip the toy store.. unless you really want to go there." Before them is a mixed clothing store. Promising conventional and exotic garb for every taste. "Though I think you should get something, cause if he makes you hot, you don't want to boil over with some other pretty guy cause you just can't hold it in no more. Your first should be with who you want it to be. But I'll leave that choice to you, chick."

"Maybe we can start here, and see how I handle this?" she looks around, awestruck and overwhelmed, "Sometimes I want it to boilover," she says, seeming to speak without thinking as her eyes take in the pretties around her, "How can an urge i have be wrong, unless I'm the one that's wrong?" she seems to remember where she is, and who's she with as she decides to embrace a change in topic with the shaking of her head, at least for now, "Where do we start here?" she asks, obviously lost, "So much to choose from."

Vixen frowns faintly and turns to Amber, her hands lifting to rest on her shoulders firmly, with Vix's eyes set straight towards her own. "Ok, listen to me and you better listen close now. The feeling you have for your boy.. that ain't wrong. And don't you ever think it is. It's natural. When you're close to someone that means a lot to you, you want to want them. If you don't, that's when something is wrong." Her voice firm on that. "The only question you have is how to show him how you feel so that he understands and knows its ok to feel the same for you."

Amber allows her self a chuckle, hand coming up to her mouth, "That's not exactly the urges I was..." she stops speaking as she begins to nod her head, deciding to leave it at that, "But I think i see what you're saying, and I guess that is something I can try..." her eyes spot something she'd considering naughty, "Maybe one or two more not so subtle hints first wouldn't hurt though?"

"Honey, I think we need to go look for a few nice hints right now," Vixen replies, turning then, one hand seeking one of Amber's before she escorts the young woman into the store. And this store will indeed have something for everyone. It's like a warehouse outlet, where you can find dress and casual, modest and flirty. Even lingerie for both sexes and quite a few styles for large and small D-Bees as well as those with more than the human compliment of limbs. All at reasonable prices. "Skirts are a good way to go.. think you're ready to try one that's shorter?" Her eyes flitting towards Amber as they walk through the more mundane sections of clothes.

"I've tried a few, I have some at home. I've find I really like how they feel, but sorta miss having lots of pocket space." she bites her lip, seeming to sense what a dork she is, "but we're not after practicality!" she says, nodding, "What sort of cut are you thinking? Loose or tight?"

"We're after looks," Vixen confirms with a light chuckle. She considers the question before she indicates some skirts of varous shapes and sizes. "Loose is almost always best, unless you've got a reason for tight. Mobility is always something you want.. you want to have a reason to sacrifice that." She finds a few of various lengths. "How long you're thinking depends on how much you want to flirt. The shorter, the more flirt. Perhaps.. something like this." She indicates one ruffled black skirt that might go down a third of Amber's thighs. "This one is, I think, as flirty as you might want to get with him. Perhaps another inch or two longer." Her eyes move towards Amber, considering her reaction.

"Oooh, I could wear that out dancing, " she says, hands taking the skirt as she holds it up against her. She puts it over her forarm, her now free hand pushing through a few similar styles on a rack, "I like things that swish about me when I walk or turn around," she offers with a smile, "I guess I just worry about looking trashy, when does it stop being flirty, I guess is my question?"

Vixen considers Amber. "That's something that you don't get the same answer for asking more than one person," she'll say. "Wear a skirt that goes above the knee and some prudes will do that. I think you should wear what you're comfortable with. Though I think if you wear flirty things, you should wear 'em for your boy first. That's one way to make him feel special is to give him first dibs. Another way is to wear things that you only wear for him. But we'll get to that section in a bit." She winks casually, sure that Amber will make that connection.

Emayn grins mischieviously, a strangely impish look on her face, "I think I'd be comfortable in something much shorter than Zach would like," she admits, "I think he probably thinks it isn't proper to show off a lot of skin, but I think one or two short things for when I go out isn't out of order." she piles a few more items over her arm as she talks, "Mind if I ask you something? Something sorta personal?" her eyes look sideways at you as her hand slides hangers from left to right.

"What one thinks is proper can change, honey. Just a matter of working on that," Vixen assures Amber casually. "Not always easy, but I don't think its impossible." She lets Amber make her picks, content to only lightly guide the young woman. "And you can talk to me about anything. And if you don't want it to go past just us, you say the word. Though I ain't one to gossip much on matters like this. Not very polite. And I could hardly expect you to keep my secrets if I don't keep yours."

"Well, this is gonna seem like a weird question, but how did you know Leo was the one for you? I mean, what made him worth fighting for?" she looks almost as if she winces, as if hoping she's not overstepping herself, "How can I be sure that i'm not just lusting after Zach cause he's so pretty, What makes you sure your feelings are right, I guess?'

Vixen considers that for a few moments before she says, "Well at first I didn't. He was nice and sweet. Two good qualities that he had in his favor. At first I was just playing.. helping a green boy get a feel for being around a woman. But.. then all this mess came up. I guess it wasn't until he was getting pulled off that I sort of noticed I really liked being around him when we were together and that maybe I shouldn't be so distant with him." She pauses, considering. "Maybe you ought to think about that.. if he was being pulled away from you, how would that make you feel inside?"

Amber's eyes narrow as she gives this a serious thinking over, her lips pursing, pushed to the left, "I don't know I guess, I don't think I'd like it very much, and I don't really think I'd let it happen if I could prevent it." she puases as she considers, "Though, I guess I'd have to worry about what he wanted too, and not be so selfish. I don't know!" she admits, "I wouldn't like, thats for sure."

Vixen arches a brow slightly. "C'mon babe, get decisive. You walk into.. I dunno, any place where people gather. and you see your elf sitting somewhere. And he's got this pretty little thing sitting next to him. They're talking. She seems to be trying to come on to him.. what do you do? You fight for what's yours or do you slink off? Be honest." Her gaze intent, challenging.

Amber eyes narrow, and something you've not seen before seems to flashs through her eyes, "I'm pretty sure I'd put an end to that right quick." her voice is odd and brow furrowed, her eyes staring throughfully into nothingness as she bites on her lower lip. A head shakes followed by a deep breath brings her back though, "I'd fight." she says, looking back up to you, smile returning slowly.

"Then you got your answer. He means enough to fight for, so you got some serious feeling in you for him. Besides, you talked about that before.. how he makes you feel safe. That don't have nothing to do with looks. So I think you can safely say that looks are only part of it." Vixen nods decisively, then pauses, considering Amber intently for a few moments before she wonders, "Have you used those three words yet? I'm guessing he hasn't."

"Oh god no, I mean, I've only just met him, I barely know anything about him, and can't even pronounce his full name.." she grins head shaking defensively, "No, I'm pretty sure I'm not quite their yet, but close maybe." she snickers to herself, "What do I know, really though?" shoulders shrug once more as she continues down the rack, eyes on the garments she passes by slowly, "I'm just sorta playing everything by ear, I try not to think about the future at all, I like the now."

"You've gotta consider it,. Amber," Vixen says. "I haven't said it to Leo yet either.. I really like him and I want him to be mine, but I haven't said it.. yet. But I think about it because you have to think about it." She points towards a bunch of tops of various sorts. "Otherwise you might miss the right moment.. when you know it's time to do it. But you.. you'd best start thinking about what you want to learn about him. Start asking some questions. And show him what you want him to know."

Amber's should sag defeatedly, a soft "uggggg" escaping her lips, "Why does this have to be so hard! Isn't it all supposed to just happen natually, and you're supposed to just know? I mean, if its meant to be, should it also be work?"

"Love at first sight is a myth, honey," Vixen says. "Some get it almost that quickly. Others have to build up to it. Some think that it's only as hard as you make it on yourself. After all, you got plenty you can tell your boy. You just have to build up to doing it. Remember, you're the one that told him slow. You have control right now. So taking more steps is in your hands." She pauses at the tops and considers Amber. "How about a little something like this?" She indicates one in particular, a faux gold number that secures around the waist with a neck strap for the top that covers the bust. "Shows some back. Gives a guy lots of area to explore."

Offers up her arm for the top to be added to her growing pile, "We'll see how it all looks, I really need to increase my wardrobe, so I'm open to alot." she seems to let the origial topic fall to the way side for now, content on focusing on the task at hand while she condiers things that have been said. She'll load up quick, and head to the changing area, where she'll continue to chat as she tries various things on, coming out to model for you with each change, "How do I look?" she asks, first outfit on.

Vixen adds that one and a similar one that's strapless, binding about the lower back and chest alone, leaving the shoulders and upper back bare. She too lets the topic slide as the clothing is taken to the changing rooms. Vixen waits outside for Amber to come out in the first outfit. The question leads her to approach and start checking Amber out, moving around her slowly, considering the drape of the skirt, the cling of the top. She'll tug a little here, consider a bit there. "I think you could use a few belts to go with this. A half size too big so it sits tilted. A few bracelets.. what's your favorite metallic color? Gold, silver, copper?"

Amber hmmms softly as she looks at herself in a mirror, turning and posing as she tries to get a feel for how things look on her, "I think silver would be appropriate," she says smiling, pushing hair back behind bare ears, "Should I get ear piercings, you think? Do I look too weird with no real modifications to myself? I feel like a minority." she looks over at you, eyes washing over your many distinitive qualities

"That's something you need to answer for yourself, chick," Vixen says. "I think a few thin silver bracelets for one arm would be best. Maybe a slim ring or two," she suggests, then she smiles slightly and adds, "You don't have to modify yourself just cause others do it. You should do it because you think it makes you look better. I could have a lot more, but I got what I like and that's it." Her own mods being small and simple. "If you want, there are even clip ons if you want to try it out without putting holes in yourself."

"I'll start small, have some rings and bracelets first, and see how it goes." Amber disappears into a small stall and returns minutes later in a new outfit, moving back to the mirrors to see what she looks like, "I've always sorta avoided jewelry, in the past, cause it wasn't real practical, but lately, I've begun to see the benefits of doing things that aren't always practical." She seems to like her outfit, and her eyes are bright in the mirror as she turns slowly.

Vixen does the same as she did before, checking the outfit, tugging and inspecting the fit. "The top is a little big.. a half size smaller would be better, but we can find that, I think." Then she murmurs, "Doing what's practical all the time is boring. Sometimes you have to be wild." She grins lightly as she wonders, "Does your boy ever do things that aren't practical?"

Ambrielle laughs, a rarity, as she shakes her head, "No, no he does not." she continues shaking her head, lips pulled a bit tight for emphasis, "heck, I really didn't use too until recently either though, I guess." she pulls at the back of her top, adding the effect of tightening it as she puffs her chest out, her eyes looking at her outfit critically, her lips forming an amused grin, "But no, he's a very by the books, everything in its place, kinda guy."

"Then maybe you need to break him out of that orderly little world of his," Vixen suggests. "Bring him to a place that's disorderly.. or something like that." She frowns faintly, thoughtful on just what that might entail. "Basically, show him it's alright to be a little wild." She moves behind Amber, placing her hands on the young woman's shoulders. "Got any thoughts on that?"

"I think i may just have the proseks embrace D-bees while I'm at it, if I was already in the mood for the impossible," she grins over at you shrugging, "My house is pretty disorderly, and I can tell how much it bothers him, and how much he wants to just start organizing. I could try, i'm up for it, but I think in the end he may just be uncomfortable."

"Well, start small. Do something that you both enjoy.. but in a place that isn't right for it usually," Vixen replies. "It's not real wild, but it's different.. new and a bit unusual. Then just move along that path. Familiar things in new places.. new things in familiar places.. and so on. Hard to give you too much advice on that, you'd know better what you two can do."

The late morning finds Tirzah window shopping. Its clear to tell, she wears the browsing glance that all retailer's despise. Telling from a distance she's quite unlikely to buy anything here. Perusing through the isles she reasons with herself, failing to try and look honestly interested instead of bored.

Vixen picks out a tight little leather something. Strapless, a few glints of metal, though it's a biit too shapeless, even though she tries to figure out just how it should look for a few moments before she shrugs and casually stuffs it back into the rack. She glances back over her shoulder towards the changing rooms a moment, but then shakes her head and scans about the store idly. Picking up on Tirzah after a few moments. She heads over and speaks up before she nears. "You don't look like you're finding what you want."

Tirzah nods shrugging lightly. "I'd have to want something to find it I think. But maybe I have." She adds with a slight smirk as she turns to Vixen. "Good morning, how are you?" She asks simply, the clothes already forgotten as she places her attention on Vixen.

"Doing pretty good, all said," Vixen replies casually. "Just out with a friend, doing a little shopping. Though I have more than enough clothes as it is. She could use more, though. Speaking of which, what do you think?" She lifts her arms slightly, which helps to part her coat a bit more, showing off her new look. "Cold days are getting fewer. One sad thing about a lot of leather, it gets real hot when the temps go up."

Tirzah grins widely checking Vixen out without restraint as she nods. "I bet that made Lamb.. er Leo blush when he first saw it. But it looks great. Wouldn't know much about problems with heat myself." She reminds her fiery charm glittering as she combs her hand through her hair. "All said?" She asks, picking up on the small condition with ease.

Amber bursts out of the changing room with a silly grin on her lips, "What'd'ya think of this?" she asks as she strikes a pose, not knowing there was more than Vix standing in wait. Dressed in a rediculously short skirt and a decidedly trashy, top, she at first grins at her jest, her eyes going wide, and face a little white as she tugs the fabric down at the sight of Tirzah, "Ums, I think i'll try something else," she says, backing up towards the changing stall.

"That's something I wanted to talk to you about," Vixen notes, her casual mood firming up a bit. "Dunno where it came from, don't really care, but can it with the 'lamb' bullshit, alright? Way I see it.." She pauses then as Amber bursts into the moment. She turns and grins lightly at the look that she's got going. As the young woman starts to back up, Vixen moves forward smoothly. "Hey hey.. c'mere.." She will look to snag Amber's arm and draw her over to the mirror they were using be fore. "Not before you get a look at it. You tell me what you think about it," she prompts. The moment before left for the moment as she shifts focus fully to Amber.

Turning with the outburst Tirzah is not shocked at all to see another revealing outfit after taking in Vixens. Though the reaction of the wearer raises her brow. "Well before you realized I was here it looked great, an outfit of great power and influence.But if you let a simple stranger shatter that presence miss, well you wont get to have as much fun no matter what you wear." She notes with a sly smile. Though that flattens with Vixens request, considering that she remains silent as they work out the outfit.

Amber allows herself to stand before the mirrors, face reddening a bit more as she tries to squirm the skirt down just a tad, her eyes finding Tirzah's in the Reflection in the mirror, "It was just sorta a joke, I couldn't," she clears her throat "I could never wear something like this out, I'm pretty sure you can see my butt!" she looks over at Vixen and shrugs, "I guess I do have a limit to how much I want to be noticed, and the notice this would give me is that limit" She turns slowly, taking in her bottom in the mirror before shaking her head, "I'm pretty sure this is NOT me."

Vixen nods her head slightly. "Pretty much the same for me. Considering you got a boy you got your eyes on, the kind of attention this would draw is just not something you need right now. If you were a party girl looking for the eye of every guy out there.. different story. Though.. you might consider getting it for him. Remember what I said about having special things. That's one way you make your man feel special is by having some things that are only for him." She takes a step back, letting Amber do as she will now. "Looks like it 'fits' right though. As much as it's meant to fit that is." Her tone softly amused.

Tirzah nods slightly, understanding. "Jokes can be fun, a glimpse of what you might be with a different outlook. Can even enlighten one to new outlooks." She notes, the end of which seaming to shift to them both from Amber. And yes, Vixen's quite right. Don't look for something to catch anyone's notice, look for something that will catch his, something he can recognize at a glance, something he favors." She suggests with a slight smile.

"Ha! I'm not sure I'm ready for a ball gown, which is exactly what he'd no doubt like to see me in." she wiggles in the mirror, her head tilting as she reconsiders her outfit, shifting subtly before grinning, "Until I teach him otherwise I guess?" she says, almost a question as she lets her head tilt the other way, her hips moving in the opposite direction. She catches the eyes of both women in the mirror before she moves back over to the stall, "Let me see what else I have in here, sorry I interrupted you guys!" she closes the door, skirt dropping to her ankles as she chooses the next outfit to try on.

"Yes, the long, slow training process," Vixen agrees with Amber casually, still lightly amused. She lets Amber get back into the changing rooms before she looks back towards Tirzah, her smile dropping to a straighter line. "LIke I was saying, he doesn't need that kinda stuff. He had it in his head that he had to impress people. And your 'lamb' crap was one thing he mentioned." She faces Tirzah, arms lightly crossed.

Tirzah shrugs, not appearing to follow exactly where Vixen is seeming to take offense. "Really, from what I understood, I didn't think you cared. But its moot really. Lambert, Leonard, may be sheepish, but he's a lion. He showed that the other day. And though I don't know where he got the idea he has to impress people, he sure impressed me that day. So no, I dont think of him as prey any more, even if Sage still practices a bit on him." She says calmly, casually crossing her arms behind her back.

The changing room door opens once more and out steps Amber, more modestly dressed in lightweight, layered skirt that reaches down to about mid-thigh, a strappy shirt, tight around the midsection, on top. She already seems pleased, and walks easily up to the mirror as she she gives herself a little shake, watching the skirt flare up and back when her hips move, "I think I really like this!" she says, looking down at hear self. She turns to face the two of you, her expression melting away a bit as she takes in the look on Vixen's face, causing her to turn her back once more, her eyes on herself in the mirror.

"I care because he's mine," Vixen states simply. "And the high he got of whatever he did had him starting to act like an ass. Which got reined in pretty quick. But as long as you're not doing that no more, we've got no beef. Though if you want to know the why when it comes to Leo, maybe you ought to get to know him more than on the surface. Amazing what you learn by doing that." And just like that she turns back around to go to Amber, an easy smile slid back into place. Nothing at all wrong here. "That's looking pretty good," she murmurs, closing in to start her picking and inspecting. "Though you know.. maybe it's planning a bit too much ahead, but what have you got under it, Amber?" She cocking her head to the side a bit to glance towards her face. "He might be all proper and slow as it goes now.. but once you get him focused on your body, you're gunna want him to like what he finds when he unwraps you." A sly little grin worn.

Tirzah smirks, Vixens word lashings bouncing off as she slowly shakes her head. "Wow, he's yours. When all this was happening, I don't think he knew that. But you know that, you had that heart to heart, and your still trying. Kudos to you both. But do tell me why any of that makes you try to attack me with claims of ignorance? It just doesn't seem to add up to me, I play a minor part and call him a lamb a few times. But I'm friendly, understanding and I listen to what he tells me. I don't jump to conclusions just offer a few varied interpretations. Perhaps partly from those, probably form those and many other influence he gets more assertive. You weren't expecting it I understand but that's life, its up to you to adapt Vixen. Don't hold me accountable, there are at least two other parts being played." Then she sighs lightly, sounding bored again. "Now excuse me ladies, I didnt want to interrupt your shopping with old news, maybe I'll go see if Zachary is about the garage and talk with him."

Amber watches the two from their reflections, her intial excitement fading a bit as the mood starts to change, her brow furrowing at the mention of Zach, lips pulled tight as she tries her best to avoid being caught staring daggers at Tirzah, her comment striking some insecure nerve that is only exasperated by an earlier conversation, "I'm sure I can find something Zachary would be interested." she says matter of factly, marking her territory, in her mind.

Vixen glances at Tirzah as she speaks shaking her head s lightly. "Didn't you just hear me say I got no beef with you? When I say it, I mean it. So relax." The rest of it left unfocused on. "You can go if you want, but no one is telling you to." She then looks to Amber. "Well, if you're done with the clothes, we can spruce up your unmentionables." Her own tone casual on the point. "They might even have some of the more advanced styles.. I don't know if either of you are ready for that, though."

Tirzah pauses her turn at Amber's mention of Zachary. A slight smile forming she turns back and looks over the girl once more. "You're after Zachary?" She asks simply. "I'm Tirzah." She suddenly introduces herself, extending her hand to the girl. She nods slightly to Vixen with a slightly wary glance during the introduction. No beef accepted.

"I'd say I've got him" Amber says defiantly, taking a few steps Tirzah's way as she extends her hand, eyes only slightly narrowed, "We've been dating for little while now, i'm Amber" she this matter of factly, smiling once more, allowing her hand to be shook or not before she goes to change, and gather up what she wants, "I think i have enough here for now, I think i'm ready for whats next." deep breath, another glance in the mirror, and she's back in the dressing room.

Vixen seems amused at Amber's demeanor, her prior firmness of mood evaporated to leave her without a care in the world on the outside. In the end, as the two are introduced and Amber goes back to the changing rooms, Vixen notes, "Tirzah's not competition. Trust me." And she seems pretty confident in that general statement. "I'll be here when you get out, then we can get naughty." Her expression still amused when she looks back to Trizah, a brow lifted subtly. "You know her boy?" Asked casually once Amber is away.

Tirzah shurgs looking back to Vixen as Amber retreats back into the change room. "He's an associate I guess. I'm working with him on a venture for a tw device to tap arcane energies and make food or shelter for folks." She explains simply, resting her hands in her pockets while they what for Amber.

Amber emerges from the changing room back in her long skirt and knee-socks, very little skin showing from the waist down once more, looking much more conservative now, the clothes she's chosen clutched to her chest. "I'm ready, I think!" she declares, smiling.

Vixen nods her head, casually thoughtful on that. "Shy one, apparently. But he sounds like a good, safe sort of boy by her description." Discreet words before Amber comes back. Amber's return met with a casual grin and a motion towards the section of the outlet that holds their next destination. "We'll see if you are soon enough," she replies. A glance towards Tirzah extending the invitation to her as well. Just like the rest of the store, the lingerie section of this store is as broadly stocked, from conservative to risque, with no partition for the less decent articles. Another set of enclosed changing rooms are present here, with a small mirror room in the enclosed portion. For privacy.

Tirzah follows oblivious to the lingerie and perhaps the invitation as well. "Shy? Maybe, we never talked like that. He's certainly proper. Raised with the ideals of mannerisms to extremes. I think he almost lost his lunch on our trip when dispatched a threat." She remarks, casually tactless. Looking about she then notices the Lingerie and looks again at Amber. "I hope you're wrong about him being shy." She notes, not seeing good paths from this.

Amber lets her eyes bounce from item to item, her face contorting in confusion more than once as she tries to puzzle out how a few of the items might be worn, "He's shy, but I think its only because he's not had someone to help him unlock his unshyness. Do you think he won't like this?" she looks over at Tirzah, left eyebrow slightly arched, "Maybe something with a tad more fabric?" she says, replacing an item she's given up trying to identify.

"I think you shouldn't worry too much about anything more than some flattering panties and a bra.. if you like to wear them." Vixen grins lightly, motioning towards where those articles are. "Maybe after you loosen him up a bit, you can consider what you want to wear to entice him. Right now, a lacy little something would be good, since it won't only be nice for him to find should he get bold, but it feels good to wear."

Tirzah considers the lingerie and amber again, nodding at Vixens suggestion. "Could get stockings and a garter too. Just aim formal styles, lacy, bridal even. Maybe even a white corset if its tasteful." She muses, wandering slowly through the racks.

Amber looks through some of the more conservative matching sets, occassionally holding something up to herself, "How do I know what these are going to look like? People don't try these on, do they? And i'm not really sure what size I am." she looks up at the two women for help, "I've never really had to do this before." she looks around, seeming to brighten at the idea of something more formal, the corsett she spots in paticular sparks her imagination, "I think he might like that, formal, covering, yet sexy, not too skimpy!" she seems excited.

"I'll help you find a size, I know clothes," Vixen offers. "And you should try 'em on, cause clothes like these only look good if they fit. White is good, so is black or red." She comes up to Amber and, quite casually, starts to 'feel her up', getting a sense for her body shape. "Mmnn.. alright, hold on.." And she starts to pick around. "Corsets can be revealing, but I assume you were taking about a full overbust corset?" She glances towards Tirzah. Picking out a white and black one that aren't too fancy or plain. She glances towards Amber. "What sort of pattern on the stockings.. if any? Hearts?" She grins lightly.

Tirzah nods absently to Vixen before she holds up one that looks perfect to her. "Of course, like this one." She says making a sweeping gesture top to bottom as she holds it up for both to see.

Amber quickly finds a few things she likes, seeming to settle on the corset and garter style for her first foray into lingerie, and seeming much more relaxed than when she first did coming over here. She takes 4 options, and runs into the dressing room, changing quickly as she comes out in the first option Tirzah Suggested, looking a little shy, a little red, but smiling, and trying to be confident. "well?"

Vixen will relinquish the two corests she picked out, taking time while Amber is in the change room to get a few varities of stockings.. about the right size. Two plain, black and white and a third pair that are red, with little hearts. She will look to Tir. "Garters?" Once she has those offerings, she'll move into the enclosed area for lingerie try ons, laying down the packaged stockings. When Amber emerges, she grins lightly and closes in when asked. "Not too shabby.." She tugs here and there, testing the fit. "Looks like about the right size.. maybe a bit smaller, but this would do, I think." She motions to the mirror. "What do you think?"

Tirzah smirks, nodding with approval. "The blushing bride incarnate, it suits you, casts your presence wonderfully." She notes though her glances may betray how jealous she is of Amber's exceptionally feminine figure. "Try this for a more casual occasion." She suggests, distracting herself from staring by handing over a white bodysuit.

Amber tries a few more things on, wearing each selection with more and more confidence, her posture improving. In the end, she settles, if choosing 3 sets can be considered settling, and smiles up at both woman, "Thank you so much for helping me through this," she says, quite sinserly, "I really don't think i could have done this on my own," and she's probably right.

Amber pays for her purchases, only wincing slightly at the final tally, spending, no doubt, much more than she intended. SHe doesn't seem to mind that much, though, and and offers both ladies a hug before she darts off, eager, she says, to see these garments in action.

Vixen will assist as she can, making sure the sizes are good and the clothes aren't of poor quality. One article having to be exchanged for a matching one that didn't have a slight defect in it. "We'll do some more shopping soon, enjoy what you got, chick." she'll say when embracing Amber, giving her a casual wave as she goes. After, her arms lift and cross as she glances towards Tirzah. "What'd you think?" Idly asked before she looks after the young woman again.