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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:35:59 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:35:59 GMT -5
If Tybalt wasn't yet used to Herbert beginning to disrobe immediately upon entering the apartment, he just wasn't paying attention.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:36:39 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:36:39 GMT -5
Tybalt stood stock-still and stared.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:42:21 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:42:21 GMT -5
Herbert didn't go any further than unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt once his cravat and jacket were off, but the damage was done. He turned around and smiled at Tybalt.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:43:10 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:43:10 GMT -5
"...you undressed," Tybalt said a bit dimly.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:43:49 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:43:49 GMT -5
"It's more comfortable this way."
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:44:46 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:44:46 GMT -5
"What?! It isn't for me!" he snapped.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:46:01 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:46:01 GMT -5
"What do you care?"
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:48:02 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:48:02 GMT -5
"Well, I have to - I have to look at you when you undress -" he began in extreme discomfort, kind of clinging back against the door. "I don't like it."
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:49:46 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:49:46 GMT -5
Herbert stopped on the way to the hallway and leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
"I find your crippling awkwardness extremely arousing."
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:50:49 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:50:49 GMT -5
"You stay on that side of the room!"
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:55:08 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:55:08 GMT -5
"...are you all right?"
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:55:53 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 3:55:53 GMT -5
"Don't you touch me! I don't see you that way at all-"
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 3:58:20 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 3:58:20 GMT -5
"Are you incapable of being teased?"
Herbert rolled his eyes, tossed his hair back, and wandered off toward his room.
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 4:00:35 GMT -5
Post by Tybalt on Feb 16, 2011 4:00:35 GMT -5
Tybalt slumped, and shut his eyes, and willed his pulse to return to normal.
It was fully ten minutes before he made it, almost stiff in his efforts to stay formal and composed through the aforementioned crippling awkwardness, to Herbert's doorway. Averting his eyes, he said, "I'm... sorry. I'm not accustomed to...... humor."
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*flop*
Feb 16, 2011 4:00:50 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Feb 16, 2011 4:00:50 GMT -5
Herbert was by now folded up on his bed with a book.
"You're so wound," he muttered.
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