04-11-2011, 07:29 AM
OOC: Hey, anyone think we should wait for Diva? She's the GM! XD
IC:
"M-me number? Oh, right- shit- what was me number?" The stallion patted his big body down frantically. He couldn't for the life of him remember his own cellphone number! But he had it in his contacts in his phone- but where was his phone?
Prowler had already handed Shandi a post-it with Sean's number on it though, giving her a playful wink. "Way ahead of ya, buddy. And by the way, your phone's in your back-pack." He chuckled. "Right, my friend and I'll catch the both of ya later." The charming coyote turned, saluting the pair casually as he did, and picked up his luggage. He turned his head a little more and gave them one last cheeky grin. "Anything you want us to be wearing in particular? My friend here especially?
"Prowl!" The horse thumped the coyote's shoulder in embarrassment. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his body or anything, heck, his job had him standing around in nothing but a kilt without any underwear. It was just that... the kilt was really the only thing he had around that was beach-worthy! He wasn't sure he should go around with the first two girls they met on the island in nothing but a kilt, and it was really windy here.
"Relax, we'll pick you up some surfin' shorts in the beach store." Prowl assured him. "Later, Ren!"
"S-seeya, Shandi..." Sean waved at her awkwardly, and bent over to pick up his luggage, his height had him bending down lower than Prowl had to, so he unintentionally gave the girls a good view of his firm, well-toned ass through his floral patterned shorts, before he straightened up and clip-clopped after his friend. "Hey, wait for me!" He called as he caught up. "For fock's sake- that was brutal..."
[Eddy's]
Cassy caught the foxy fella staring at her breasts, but he seemed to have immediately kicked himself in the ass for it. How cute. "Relax honey, we want our tourists to feel right at home here!" She giggled and skated around for a while, bringing around this and that, till 'Blue Suede Shoes' by Elvis Presley started playing on the Jukebox, and when the fox sat himself down. She brought him a menu. "Here you go honey! One moment please!" She giggled, and skated over to the first customer.
"Your order's up sweety! Just raise your arm when you want it, alright?" She gave him a cheery wink and skated back to the second customer. "What'll it be, darlin'?" She asked, her notepad out. "Oh the hotel? It's just up the street from here, you can't miss it!" She giggled. "There are a like, a lot of people here this time of year, so the hotel could be overbooked sometimes, but I'm sure there are lots of villas or beach houses or inns you can rent out! Ohh! I can show you around if you like! I'm off in like, an hour!" She offered him, giggling rather girlishly.
IC:
"M-me number? Oh, right- shit- what was me number?" The stallion patted his big body down frantically. He couldn't for the life of him remember his own cellphone number! But he had it in his contacts in his phone- but where was his phone?
Prowler had already handed Shandi a post-it with Sean's number on it though, giving her a playful wink. "Way ahead of ya, buddy. And by the way, your phone's in your back-pack." He chuckled. "Right, my friend and I'll catch the both of ya later." The charming coyote turned, saluting the pair casually as he did, and picked up his luggage. He turned his head a little more and gave them one last cheeky grin. "Anything you want us to be wearing in particular? My friend here especially?
"Prowl!" The horse thumped the coyote's shoulder in embarrassment. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his body or anything, heck, his job had him standing around in nothing but a kilt without any underwear. It was just that... the kilt was really the only thing he had around that was beach-worthy! He wasn't sure he should go around with the first two girls they met on the island in nothing but a kilt, and it was really windy here.
"Relax, we'll pick you up some surfin' shorts in the beach store." Prowl assured him. "Later, Ren!"
"S-seeya, Shandi..." Sean waved at her awkwardly, and bent over to pick up his luggage, his height had him bending down lower than Prowl had to, so he unintentionally gave the girls a good view of his firm, well-toned ass through his floral patterned shorts, before he straightened up and clip-clopped after his friend. "Hey, wait for me!" He called as he caught up. "For fock's sake- that was brutal..."
[Eddy's]
Cassy caught the foxy fella staring at her breasts, but he seemed to have immediately kicked himself in the ass for it. How cute. "Relax honey, we want our tourists to feel right at home here!" She giggled and skated around for a while, bringing around this and that, till 'Blue Suede Shoes' by Elvis Presley started playing on the Jukebox, and when the fox sat himself down. She brought him a menu. "Here you go honey! One moment please!" She giggled, and skated over to the first customer.
"Your order's up sweety! Just raise your arm when you want it, alright?" She gave him a cheery wink and skated back to the second customer. "What'll it be, darlin'?" She asked, her notepad out. "Oh the hotel? It's just up the street from here, you can't miss it!" She giggled. "There are a like, a lot of people here this time of year, so the hotel could be overbooked sometimes, but I'm sure there are lots of villas or beach houses or inns you can rent out! Ohh! I can show you around if you like! I'm off in like, an hour!" She offered him, giggling rather girlishly.
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