Eliana was quick to retort. "As we have established, yes. Now, c'mon Monochrome. We have clothes to try on." Again, Eli winked at the woman before she laid her hand on Chrome's shoulder to steer him toward the exit to ensure he wouldn't continue harassing the lady. It wasn't that Eli cared about the employees, but she would not be dominated by this little vampire. She could play nice, so long as she was given some manner of respect for the kindness she was showing.
"I get the feeling you're testing me," she told him once the staff were out of earshot. Her voice was still light, playful, but Eli was watching him more akin to a predator now. She wouldn't hurt him. She didn't usually physically wound people. She left that to her more intimidating siblings, but she could cut a person with a word.
He didn't fight back after she replied. There was no more to be said on the subject. He also didn't struggle when she pulled him out of the store. He breathed in the new scents around him, feeling joyful when he smelt hints of herbs and nearby forestry. There were so many smells to enjoy.
"I get the same vibe from you." He nodded, looking up at her. "But you could say that I am testing how far you can go with my demands." It was most likely very simple. As long as she wasn't used for everything she was offering, she would treat him rather well. "There needs to be mutual doubt here."
"I get the same vibe from you." He nodded, looking up at her. "But you could say that I am testing how far you can go with my demands." It was most likely very simple. As long as she wasn't used for everything she was offering, she would treat him rather well. "There needs to be mutual doubt here."
"Oh, I'm not doubtful, I just had to remind you that while, yes, I'm treating you very well, I ain't yours to walk all over. I pay people to do that." Okay, the last part was a joke. She didn't pay those people.
Eliana didn't take him back to the car right away. Instead, she slipped into some frilly looking feminine store, holding the door open for him. It smelled heavily of perfume inside, and there was a lot of pink and lace visible from the door.
It made sense that she didn't want to be walked all over. In the long run, he really had no right to treat her so poorly. He was trying to accept her offer, though maybe he let his own wants trample over her niceness. He had to try a bit harder to be a friend.
All his ideas flushed away as she brought him to a store he didn't want to go in. "Oh god." He got red in his cheeks, staring at the items in the windows. She was holding the door open, which meant he didn't have a choice. He took a deep breath, letting the smell of overpriced scents fill him. "Are you planning on getting something?"
All his ideas flushed away as she brought him to a store he didn't want to go in. "Oh god." He got red in his cheeks, staring at the items in the windows. She was holding the door open, which meant he didn't have a choice. He took a deep breath, letting the smell of overpriced scents fill him. "Are you planning on getting something?"
"I am, yes. Good deductive skills you have there. Why? Does it bother you, going into a store like this?" She grinned. Not a nice grin in the least.
The inside was more girly than the outside. But inside, he would be able to see all the lingerie. Yeah, it was that kind of store and Eli was going to enjoy his torment more than she outta. She hadn't actually stopped in here solely because of him, she wanted to buy some new things for her lovers.
"I've been in stores like this before." He said cooly. "Thought most of the time the ladies asked if I was lost or if my momma was in the store. I of course swore at them." He smirked. Even under his cool attitude, the store wasn't for him. There were too many girls running around with panties and bras in their hands, or other things. Then there were the clueless men that were trying to get gifts of surprises. He felt their pain, as he felt like the present and Eliana was the one giving him away.
She of course, was doing this for her own gain. Whether it be his displeasement, or the pleasing one of her many lovers. He wasn't going to get any enjoyment out of either scenario sadly.
She of course, was doing this for her own gain. Whether it be his displeasement, or the pleasing one of her many lovers. He wasn't going to get any enjoyment out of either scenario sadly.
"You can either stand by the door or walk around with me. Choose your poison." With that, Eliana strolled further into the store. She wouldn't get made if he decided not to follow her, but no doubt it would be hilarious if he did.
She waved off the store employee who asked her if she needed help and sorted through some lacy undergarments herself. If Chrome had decided to follow her, she'd look over her shoulder, pinching a baby blue lacy thong between her index and middle finger to show them off. "Whatchya think about these?"
She'd do this a few times, with a different style of lingerie each time. Once there was a red matching bra and underwear, each tan with black lacing woven through them and red hearts sewn into them. There was pink underwear, so thin it would be see-through. And a weird selection of rainbow colored garments that would just barely cover the entire body.
Reluctantly, he followed along with her. Yes, he could have stood outside, but he didn't want the passing people's judging eyes on him all the while he was out there. That was not a good feeling, not after all the other embarrassments that day. He flushed a bit as she showed off her selection of panties, waving them around like national flags, proud enough for the entire nation, or island to see. "Why would you care?" His opinion of underwear like that was, not very optimistic. For him, it left nothing to the imagination. It was too flashy for him. "Too bright." He added after she had switched to the next one.
"Is there, any different types?" Monochrome glared away from the weird pieces of clothing. He didn't want to stare at the string like pieces any longer. "Like actual underwear that doesn't look like it hurts?"
"Is there, any different types?" Monochrome glared away from the weird pieces of clothing. He didn't want to stare at the string like pieces any longer. "Like actual underwear that doesn't look like it hurts?"
"Wow, you're a picky thing ain'tchya? Why would I walk into a lingerie store and not buy something revealing and uncomfortable? Who goes here to buy actual underwear?" She turned to him, eyes squinted in deep thought. "Ya ain't a very adaptable thing are you?" she asked with a sudden grin. "How you ever seen someone wear this stuff, even? Ya pretty young. Physically speakin'."'You would think with all these types, that one would look good and be comfortable." Monochrome scoffed anxiously, feeling that the topic wasn't something that should be coming form his mouth. He wasn't into girls' lingerie or underwear, nor the science or appeal of it. "Do I have to be adaptable or something?" He cocked his head up, perplexed by her reasoning behind the question. "I could take 2 seconds or 4 millenniums to adapt, it's whatever." He shrugged as he turned his head to her next question. "N-No not really, I mean I've been to places where they dress girls up with this fancy stuff. But, not personally." It had been a long time since he had even talked to a girl, before the girl before him.