Somewhere in Paris, Wednesday Afternoon

[dojima_hime]

It was cold.  There was snow.  In July.

Rikku and Dōjima greatly disapproved of this situation, even with cute penguins. 

Which was probably why they had grabbed a portal and gone back to Paris, with the intention of seeing exactly how much damage they could inflict on the shopping districts with some quality Girl Time. 

Pity the poor shopgirls.

"Ano, Rikku," Dōjima said, grinning as she flipped through the rack, "What do you think, black or pink?"

[OOC:  Rikku modded with permissions, and post locked to the other members of the posse.  Up early for SP Justice!  NFB due to distance, some (most) links may be NWS.  It's the girls shopping.  RUN IN FEAR.]

Comments

Re: OCD the 1st

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"We're all professional and stuff," Dōjima proclaimed, shrugging out of the red and into the black. "Damn. Help me lace the back good and tight?"

Re: OCD the 1st

[the_merriest]

"We're filing motions and injunctions," Rikku grinned, stepping over and tugging on the laces. "It's a conflict of interest! My client will not accept your terms! Tell me how tight is too tight?"

Re: OCD the 1st

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"When it looks like I'm about to pop out of the top? Pull it an inch tighter," she said, flipping her hair and grinning over her shoulder. "Don't worry about hurting me. I can take a little pain, especially in the name of Art!"

Re: OCD the 1st

[the_merriest]

"If you say so," Rikku nodded, giving both laces a good, hard yank, and then tightening her hold and pulling again. "And if you start screaming, and they all run in here, I'm gonna say it's totally your fault."

Re: OCD the 1st

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"No screaming," Dōjima promised, adjusting herself and nodding happily. "There, that should be good. Well? What do you think?" She struck a vampish pose and grinned. "Come on over, then, and give us a cuddle."

Re: OCD the 1st

[the_merriest]

"You look awesome," she nodded, adjusting the straps on her own ensemble.

Rikku stepped closer and rested her head on Dojima's shoulder. "Like so?"