"You...you both must be joking..."
They wanted him to what?! Why were Eorzean's obsessed with shedding their clothes? It hadn't even been a week since the night Leanne had visited...
He stared back and forth between the two ladies, hoping for some other answer, but none would be found. He'd just have to make the person sacrifice.
Carefully holding the rat, he passed it to Jancis, "I erm...guess you'll take care of the rat from here? She seems to be quite the glutton." He began to walk towards Leanne, taking his gloves and tabbard off, carefully folding the tabbard and putting his gloves onto the ground, softly putting the folded tabbard down on top of them, to keep it safe. "I like that one....", he mumbled. ((Because we all know this is what people were waiting for))
He walked over to Leanne, bare-chested. "Miss Leanne, I apologize in advance for this." He knelt down to her and hugged her. The bare chest starting to perspire from the hot Ul'dahn sun. "Let's hope this gets the pudding off of you", as he held on, thinking a plan such as this really couldn't possible work. Naturally, the pudding would prove that wrong as it noticed the closeness of another body. One it hadn't gotten to touch yet.
The pudding slid from Leanne onto Franz and he released the hug, cradling the pudding in his arms. "So....um, what exactly do we do now."
He walked over to the Elezen. "I believe this is....yours?" He stood there awkwardly holding the pudding, ensuring that it was both alive and incapable of escape.
They wanted him to what?! Why were Eorzean's obsessed with shedding their clothes? It hadn't even been a week since the night Leanne had visited...
He stared back and forth between the two ladies, hoping for some other answer, but none would be found. He'd just have to make the person sacrifice.
Carefully holding the rat, he passed it to Jancis, "I erm...guess you'll take care of the rat from here? She seems to be quite the glutton." He began to walk towards Leanne, taking his gloves and tabbard off, carefully folding the tabbard and putting his gloves onto the ground, softly putting the folded tabbard down on top of them, to keep it safe. "I like that one....", he mumbled. ((Because we all know this is what people were waiting for))
He walked over to Leanne, bare-chested. "Miss Leanne, I apologize in advance for this." He knelt down to her and hugged her. The bare chest starting to perspire from the hot Ul'dahn sun. "Let's hope this gets the pudding off of you", as he held on, thinking a plan such as this really couldn't possible work. Naturally, the pudding would prove that wrong as it noticed the closeness of another body. One it hadn't gotten to touch yet.
The pudding slid from Leanne onto Franz and he released the hug, cradling the pudding in his arms. "So....um, what exactly do we do now."
He walked over to the Elezen. "I believe this is....yours?" He stood there awkwardly holding the pudding, ensuring that it was both alive and incapable of escape.
