Trust me...

[homeless_pard]

Who: Beryl, Nat, Khem
When: A week before the leggings fluff piece.
What: Two friends work on a third's self esteem (and fashion sense).

"The shop..."

"Requiem has the shop tonight, we are going to spend some of that lovely money we've been making," Beryl laughed. "And NOT on craft supplies and plants girl."

"But..."

"But nothing," Beryl snorted, pushing her friend firmly into the car the shop had and sliding into the driver's seat. "We're picking up Nat too, he's not working tonight." And in his words, he was home alone, bored.

A bored Nat was never a good thing really!

"Lord Nathaniel isn't...ah, he'll be at the house," Khemrys winced.

"Yeah, not my favorite place either but apparently the queen bitch herself is off mooning over someone or other, so should be safe to pick up the kitty cat."

Khemrys sighed, closing her eyes against the motion of the vehicle. She was better than she had been, but it would never be her favorite thing, and she'd never learn to drive herself..."who?"

"Hell if I know," Beryl shrugged. "You know how she gets pissy when she thinks one of her males is slipping their leash. At least she's not sniffing after your Jason anymore, right?"

Ah, no, better not be at any rate..." she does not feel comfortable near the shop," Khemrys noted simply.

Such a calm statement sent Beryl laughing, amused, "good thing he stays there more often than not now huh? Oh hush, no need to blush girl, you're working miracles with that boy!"

"My lord Jason is a good man," she noted quietly, lifting her hands to cover her cheeks.

"Sure, kind," snicker. "You've been glowing girl. That book come in handy?"

"It has been a pleasure to test such as it teaches..." the girl barely squeaked.

Boy should get on his knees and thank Beryl and Nat for getting Khem to study the Kama Sutra yes he should. Study materials helped the girl finding her feet when she'd had some (unnamed) bitch tell her that even if she was fucking the wolf boy, she'd never keep him interested...

...hell most days of the week she wanted to go slap the shit out of that Anita woman herself. She DIDN'T because like Khem, Jean Claude was her erstwhile leader, but that didn't mean the necromancer hadn't earned it. She rather hoped the vampire would wise up someday, else a lot more than just the romance of her friends and coworkers were going to suffer.

Hell, at least she had some contingencies and places to go to if things went to hell here. Shop could look nice in Cali for example. Easy. That wasn't here or now though thankfully, tonight was going to be fun. "So, Nat and I were talking about your wardrobe."

"My...clothing?"

"Yup! Not that you don't rock the peasant look, you're hot in everything you wear, but you should maybe have a few comfortable things that are more modern..."

"I have the camisole, boots, and coat..." Khem noted, tempted to open her eyes to glare at her friend.

"One outfit Khem. One. And you wear it to battle and appearances with Anita more than anything else. You don't have fun in it, even if it makes Jason drool."

"Ah..."

"Here we are!" she grinned, stopping to let Nat in. Given the fact the man bounded out of the door the moment they pulled up, well, bored indeed yes.

"Khem, Beryl!" Nat grinned, pouring himself into the backseat and draping between the two front seats to grin at them.

"Just in time, just got to 'you need more clothes girl' in my speech!"

"Lord Nathaniel," Khem smiled, touching his cheek in greeting. "Beryl is being silly."

"Not silly at all, there's some great sales at the mall and they don't close for another few hours!"

Khemrys sighed, apparently she wasn't going to get anyone on her side in this! "I have clothing as both of you are well aware."

"Khemrys, I love you, but you don't have anything you can wear Jason's shirts with!" Beryl grinned.

"...what?"

"It'll make him stop breathing to see you wearing his shirts," Nat agreed with a laugh. "It's a 'marking my territory' thing without marks you know? So something you can wear under his shirts and you'll give him heart attacks." Or worse wet dreams when away. One or the other!

Probably both.

Definitely both. He snickered softly to himself and reached forward to hold Khem's cheeks between his hands. It helped against the motion if she could just look at ONE person! "So I have some thoughts, and I need to do some shopping too so it won't be just you trying stuff on okay?"

"And I get to carry bags and wolf whistle," Beryl laughed. "Also kick anyone's ass who gets too interested tonight, mall rats are to no one's taste but they'll swarm if you let them!"

"...Beryl..."

"Yes, I'm joking Khem, though I desperately want to walk you both through Hot Topic just to see what kind of cult following we get..." She might, too, if there were too may bags to carry on her own!

"Beryyyyl, we try not to have Khem cults, I think it's in the rules...." Nat laughed.

"So be charming, make it Nat cults!" Beryl countered with a grin.

"I'm always charming!"

"Good, means we won't be breaking any laws or anything," she snickered. "You'll be a benevolent dictator and stuff. Teach pole dancing to the throngs." Seemed a great religion to her honestly. Or at least a funny as hell one!

"...are you trying to make me Hot Topic Jesus Beryl? I just need to be sure here..."

"We'll see how the night goes!"

"...I'm doomed."

"Don't worry, at least idols get tied to walls and stuff."

"Okay, I feel better already!"

"See? Told you we were going to have fun tonight, I wouldn't lie to either of you," Beryl laughed. "So where are starting?"

"Leggings. There's a sale, and leggings." BECAUSE LEGGINGS. "Comfy for everyone, makes most people look hot as hell, leggings."

"Awesome. Khem will be seven shades of red, make sure to find a color that compliments that..."

"...you both wish me to die of embarrassment," Khemrys laughed softly.

"Nah, we just want you to look hotter WHILE being embarrassed! We'll bring Requiem next time and do the high end dinner wear shopping!"