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28 April 2006 @ 03:50 pm
Pervert to Pervert  
Characters: Touga and Zidane
Content: Zidane decides to reach out and touch someone. And who better than the campus manwhore?
Setting: On the phone
Time: 7:07pm
Warnings: The standard warning you'd expect from a phone conversation between two oversexed bitches

Touga was home alone (for once), enjoying the silence between 'appointments' and watching the sun slowly setting out the colossal picture windows in his study.

But there was no rest for the wicked. Just as he was getting comfortable in his plush wing-backed chair, his cell phone rang.

With his usual Aura of Smooth™, Touga pulled it out of his pocket and pressed a button, answering it, "Ore da."
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
Zidane Tribalpervyactinghero on April 28th, 2006 10:35 pm (UTC)
"Oi there," Wow, someone was upbeat today. Perhaps that this was his favorite time to be a pervert himself, and the candy he shoplifted from the school store didn't help much for his devious attitude. He just laid back in the dorm room, enjoying the view of the mansion near the landscape.

"Touga, I can see where you are from 'ere...not very clearly, but still... It's a start, right?"

Over the phone, it was hard to see, but if one could hear well enough, there was a muffled chuckle when Zidane smirked.
winter_rosebud on April 28th, 2006 10:42 pm (UTC)
Touga wasn't quite sure what to make of this, though the speaker's desire was clear enough.

"It could be~" Touga drawled. "You seem to know who I am, but I'm afraid I can't say the same..."
Zidane Tribalpervyactinghero on April 29th, 2006 10:45 pm (UTC)
"I'm called by many names...thief, hero, adventurer, perverted monkey, that wierdo in the Moogle suit!" A few muffled noises could be heard in the background near the 'soundproofed' curtain he set up. "But on a more casual basis," huge amount of empathsis on casual, "I'm Zidane Tribal..."

Zidane thought about turning the phone off. Nah, he couldn't do that, and plus, his number would most likely be redialed by the latter. After all, he had just introduced himself. "Don't mind the noise in the background... Let's say my roomie's a bottler!" That voice had gone from an slight hint at a meeting back to the sugar-buzzed chipperness.
winter_rosebud on May 1st, 2006 04:32 pm (UTC)
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Zidane," Touga purred. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"

He had no clue what a 'bottler' was, so Touga decided to let Zidane's disturbing remark about his roommate slide.

"You said you can see the mansion from where you are, but can you see me~?" Rising gracefully from his chair, Touga moved to stand in front of the window, only mildly curious as to where the caller was currently located.
Zidane Tribalpervyactinghero on May 2nd, 2006 10:05 pm (UTC)
"Let's see," Zidane also did the same, but it was more like kneeling up on the bed located near the window. "Red hair, right near the huge windows? Or is that someone else," short pause, "no, I think I can see a phone, barely. That has to be you! I'm waving from my bed and...'cuse a bloke for a moment..." Zidane stopped waving, went over to the curtain and muffled the phone with his other hands. Still, pissed shouting could be heard. "Aright you two lovebirds! Go to a different room and get dressed! No streaking in the halls unless you're a pro perv!"

Sighing after being blatantly ignored by both people in the side of the room basically, Zidane went back to the bed after closing the curtain; he flopped down; making a crack at them. "Ugh, I think I'll never get a sage or a scientist! Too much work involved, and I'd think they's wanna probe around...or-or somethin'!!" His tail could be seen in the window now, waving in a quirky manner.
winter_rosebud on May 2nd, 2006 10:19 pm (UTC)
Zidane's eyesight must have been superhuman to see him so clearly from such a distance. Touga could not say the same when the younger man told him he was waving--he did note, however, that Zidane was calling from his bed.

The dormitories were roughly the size of a sticky-note from Touga's current vantage point. But if the other could see Touga, that was really all that mattered. The rest he could 'feel' his way through.

Touga listened, quirking an eyebrow, as Zidane poorly muffled the phone for a moment to shout at his roommate and...guest. "It sounds like that must be very frustrating for you~" Touga purred, slowly beginning to unbutton his jacket within full view of the window.
Zidane Tribalpervyactinghero on May 3rd, 2006 08:03 pm (UTC)
Acually, the reason for Zidane 'seeing' so clearly, were the cameras he stuck around all over the place while getting the grand tour. He'd made sure to stick a few in the bushes near every single damn window. Sure, he didn't hit the first or second story windows, but he was lucky that Touga was on the ground floor; and the window was easily turned into a tv of sorts, as he bolted upright again. "Well, that me letting a sage in here was a bad idea and-ooo~! ...A strip show, heheh!" Zidane was watching extremely intently by now.

'Once a pervert, always a pervert,' or was that some other saying? No, Zidane didn't get what it meant, but he did try to. "Well, I can always hope that your place is free of some buggars, right?"
winter_rosebud on May 4th, 2006 05:34 pm (UTC)
Touga would put on a show if that was what Zidane wanted. But he had a feeling that a randy young man trapped alone in a room with people having sex would probably prefer to ease his tension in a more direct way.

"Mmm," Touga sighed, letting his jacket fall open as he ran fingers through his long, long hair. "I'm currently alone, if that's what you're asking~"