What is love? Baby don't flirt me, don't flirt me no more

[thewunderkind]

Who: Lash and You (OPEN LOG TIME!)
What: Lash tries to flirt like Blacky taught her, and horrible things happen.
Where: All over campus on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
When: Whenever you want, bby
Warnings: Horrible flirting.
Suggested Music: This song.

Well, she told herself she would do it. Now it was only a question of who would Lash come upon first. Deep breaths, calming voice, being in control. She could do that easily. The hardest part was how the other person would react, and keeping her short fuse in check.

It was a recipe for disaster, that was for certain.

((OOC - Much like an open office log, you tell me what date, time and where your character is. I will have Lash moving all around the school looking for victims and she has three days off from work, so anywhere from 6am to midnight is fine.

Yes, girls can come too.

Both log and action posts are allowed! Go with what you feel like doing, I will reply accordingly. Have fun, enjoy both of our characters making each other uncomfortable.))

Comments

Whatever day and time that's open

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Espio was sitting by his favorite a tree somewhere on school campus, playing on his shamisen to pass the time.

Reposting time oh boy. :|

[thewunderkind]

Ooooh, now Espio was a challenge she could get behind. The chameleon had taught her the art of sushi, maybe she could try to give back a little.

"Hiiii!" her voice was unusually soft. She sat close by. "What are you playing on?"

Oh boy funtiems. |:

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Espio looked up to greet the other, stopping in his playing.

"Greetings Lash. I am playing on my shamisen." He responded, not really picking up the unusual tone in her voice. It's been a while since he talked to her, so it's no surprise.

Re: Oh boy funtiems. |:

[thewunderkind]

Ahh, as prudish as always. She seemed to know a lot of men like that, didn't she?

"I've never seen that instrument before. It looks like a small guitar."

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

"I would say it is similar to a banjo more than a guitar." Espio responded, letting Lash take a look at it. Lash seemed to be a curious type, always wanting to know things she wasn't familiar with, so it didn't bother him that much.

But he was a little confused of why people were asking about his instrument nowadays. First it was a certain Jeff Angel, and now it was Lash. Was this instrument that unique?

[thewunderkind]

It was certainly different. Lash would describe it as being more sleek than other instruments she'd seen before in the music classroom. "I see."

She turned it around examining every crevice and cranny before handing it back to him. "It's interesting. Can you play another song?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Espio certainly didn't mind playing requests, but he didn't expect Lash to ask.

"...Do you have a request? If I am familiar with a song, I could play an arrangement..." He asked.

[thewunderkind]

Oh boy oh boy, she knew just what song to ask!

"Stress?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Sorry, Espio never heard of that song.

"My apologies. I am not familiar with the song."

[thewunderkind]

"Hmmmm..." maybe something a little more mainstream could help.

"How about eye of the tiger?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

That, he was familiar with. But it was something he hadn't tried playing before.

"I suppose I can give it a try..."

He tested out a few notes to get a hang of it before starting to play the song.

[thewunderkind]

"Hey that was really good!" she complimented. "Especially if that was one of your first times."

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

"Thank you." Espio responded with a grin. Well he did consider his ability to play the shamisen close to a professional, if not one. Give him a song and he'll be able to play it just fine. It just needed to be a song that he heard of before.

[thewunderkind]

"Now can you play I'm too sexy?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Wow, Lash certainly knew a lot of songs he didn't.

"Apologies, I am not familiar with that one either."

Even if he did, he probably wouldn't have wanted to play it.

[thewunderkind]

"Really? I thought everyone knew about it. How about if I go get my radio and make you listen to it?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

For some reason Espio felt unsure about having Lash make him listen to music.

"...Possibly, if you'd like me playing the songs..."

This was probably a BAD IDEA but what did he know? Not much, at least about her, other than that she was really fascinated by the knives at one point.

[thewunderkind]

Oh she still was Espio. She still was.

"Then I'll be back in a minute!"

She returned a few minutes later with a small music box. "What do you want to listen to first, Stress or I'm too sexy?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Oohh boy... His bad feeling was dead on.

"E-er, I do not have a preference." Not when he had no clue how they sounded like just from the title. But that one song called "Stress" sounded like it would be too painful to listen to...

[thewunderkind]

Too bad, because that's the exact song she played.

"Okay, then, let's start with my favorite one!"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Oh god what is this noise??? Espio scrambled to his knees so he could stop the music as soon as he could. To imagine someone listening to this song on full blast through the earphones almost made his own ears bleed. Almost.

"M-my apologies, but I do not think I can stand to hear this... song."

[thewunderkind]

What awww...she stopped the song abruptly midway.

"I guess not everyone likes it," she muttered. "Okay then, here's the other one!"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Okay, this one was a lot better than the first song, but it was still something he'd prefer not to play at all.

"You... have a very... interesting taste in music."

It was all he could say.

[thewunderkind]

She laughed.

"What about you? Do you have any special song that you like?"

[purpleespionage.livejournal.com]

Espio took a moment to think about it. He never did have any specific song he liked, just the genre...

"I do not have a specific song I like." That was all he could say.