The Stockroom of After Hours (Invite or Ask)

*Wanders back toward the Stockroom, holding a more plane looking pair of navy blue swim trunks in one hand, while the one in his other is purple, has the words 'HA!' written along it in yellow, and with the image of a familiar clown-like villains face on the side (use your imagination!). Seemingly studying them both as he walks toward the door.* Hmm plane and traditional, or out there and potential fangirl chick magnet bait....

*Uses his key on the door, stepping in and closing it shut behind him, only to stare and swallow hard at noticing Lily in the tub, speaking up* Well, I see at least one of us didn't have as much trouble finding herself a fitting swimsuit. Um, aside from the size, maybe. But I doubt you'd hear many complaints around these parts. *he notes while tilting his head slightly, then holds both trunks up* What do you think?! The Joker approach work for a private dip? Or should I stick to the norm?
 
Hey, someone figured out his key has a use other than hiding and stealing comics...
*Grins and sits up, looking between the two options*
Well, on one hand, I do love Mister J. But on the other, do I really want him staring at me from your hip?
*debates this for a moment, then points to the opposite hand*
Just blue.
Rather not hear that laugh in the back of my head. Right now, anyway.
 
Hey....comic books rule. *Narrows his eyes at you, then looks over the two trunks and nods* Yeah, I more or less figured the same. Just didn't want to let you down after mentioning the attempted search for Joker drawers. *Tosses the Joker pair over his shoulder and onto a nearby box, before holding up the blue pair and grinning* Be back in a minute....

*Heads toward the same closet she used, starting to change out of his clothing once in there, only with a lot of fumbling noises, grunts and muttered pseudo swear words as he keeps bumping into the walls in there*

*Eventually makes his way back out a few minutes later, dressed only in his chosen swimwear and rubbing at the top of his head* I think we need a bigger means for a dressing room in the future, Lily.

*Stands by the hot tub, carefully dipping a toe into it, then sinking in his foot, then the leg, before slowly letting the rest of himself slip in there and letting out a sigh* It's actually been too long since I've had access to one of these. *He notes while leaning back for a moment, then looking her over carefully, smirking* One good thing about that swimsuit? It's pretty easy to tell whether you have any needles or syringes hidden on you. Mad German scientist and such, ya know?
 
Well, they might be handy for another time. *grins a little, slinking back down as he goes to get changed, chuckling at the noises that leak out of the tiny room*

I was debating that, to be honest. A little expansion and such. Get this place some room... So not everyone trying to cram into a itty bitty tiny teeny space. Not everyone can sound as good as Robin Williams talking about those.

*Laughs a little at the suit comment*
Oh, you never know.
I could still try to dissect you. After all, I did have the name "Stein"... That last name just oozes trouble for others, doesn't it?
 
*Snickers* I'm glad you don't make a decent Robin Williams sound-alike. Having his voice in my head during this would be like you hearing The Joker's. Only much, much worse. *Shudders a bit at the thought, then raises an eyebrow at the "Stein" mention" Yes. Yes, it does ooze trouble for others. And as I'm sure you know, if you ever had me strapped to a table, I'd prefer you doing stuff other then dissection.

*Muses on that for a moment* Of course that goes for anyone, really. Just particularly in your case since, you know, German dominatrix and such.

*Sinks into the tub a little, until he's able to dunk his head long enough to soak his hair before rising back up* And, yet, despite these fears, I'm not in any hurry to get out of the tub. Go figure, huh? *Grins a little, then starts sliding in a little closer, despite his slight concern of waking up the next day to find one of his kidney's removed*
 
*Scootches closer* Other stuff, huh? I suppose I'd have to think on what I could do with you strapped down like that. I don't think I'd be removing anything.

Well, not anything that you would MIND me removing.

*Smirks, only to make a face as the suit decides to be uncooperative again and quickly shoves her left hand against her chest* Dammit. I'm starting to think I would've been better off in that lab coat. *Glances around, then shrugs* Meh. I give up on fighting with it. Suppose it doesn't really matter in here. You've filled in for a bra for me. I don't think a little nip-slip's going to be a big deal, right?
 
Well that's certainly a weight off my mind. *Chuckles a bit, looking her over as she deals with the nuisance of a bathing suit* Only if it were a white lab coat made with thin material. VERY thin material. *Nodding as he watches her give up on the suit, grinning widely and shrugging his shoulders* Wardrobe malfunctions are fine by me. Heck, I could even offer to fill in as a replacement swimsuit if it gets to that point.

*Tilting his head slightly, eyes obviously fixated largely on the way that bathing suit strained to stay in place* On a related note? I'm glad my trunks are very 'roomy' around the crotch area. Otherwise I'd be very uncomfortable right about now. *He notes with a smirk, fidgeting slightly in the tub as he makes some 'adjustments'*
 
You're just so helpful. There might actually be something like that in my old costume box, really.

*Pauses, noticng the curious look on his face*
Uhoh. I think the girls are at it again. Worse than hypno-toad, its the hypno-boobs.
*Leans over to whisper in his ear* You know, we are the only ones in here at the moment. If they're too confining, you could just... lose them. *Snaps the strap on her own suit* I suppose the same could be said for me.

[size=-2]Ow.[/size]
 
Hey, I try to offer advice where possible. *He notes with a shrug and a smirk, before falling deeper into the trance of the hypno-boobs, hardly even flinching when she moves in closer to whisper in his ear*

Yes, Mistress. *He responds before scooting back slightly, leaning his upper back against the corner of the tub, helping him to raise his hips and grab at the sides of his trunks before nonchalantly sliding them down his legs while stuck in the trance of the bewbs*

*Doesn't seem to notice anything else she says or does, until the snap of her own suit suddenly snaps him out of it; causing him to shake his head and rub at his temple a bit* What- What the heck just happened? *Notices the feel of hot tub surface on his bare bottom, then glances down before blushing noticeably and putting both hands over himself, gawking at Lily with a nervous smile* Well.....this is....awkward.
 
Sorry to leave on you like that last night, Eazy, but the bed was calling...

And today, I'm-
gaah...
Dammit!

*Books upstairs to her office and rips of her shirt, fumbling in her desk for a bottle of aloe*
Aaagh, what the hell was it CT had last night...?! *Starts rubbing her back against the wall like a bear and growling* I was fine until like 30 minutes ago! What the hell did I do?! Took benadryl, tried the tea thing, and still want to rip my skin off...
 
I believe it was lidocane.

Offers some.

Never left from her corner last night, fearing never getting back in.
 
looks in the window... yep..sunburn.

lidocaine

hmmm a Product called Dermoplast. wonderfull stuff. messy.. but feels great on irritated skin.
 
Oh my god you're a saint.
*Turns her back toward O, giving a meek smile*
Could you-? I can't reach the worst spot. Dead center of my spine.
 
Oh, I'd be delighted.

She puts some on her back and rubs it around, purring slightly.
 
Sorry to leave on you like that last night, Eazy, but the bed was calling...

And today, I'm-
gaah...
Dammit!

*Books upstairs to her office and rips of her shirt, fumbling in her desk for a bottle of aloe*
Aaagh, what the hell was it CT had last night...?! *Starts rubbing her back against the wall like a bear and growling* I was fine until like 30 minutes ago! What the hell did I do?! Took benadryl, tried the tea thing, and still want to rip my skin off...

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what we call karma. *Nods and jumps back into the box of comics while still wearing his by now dry trunks, since he's super casual like that while reading*
 
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what we call karma. *Nods and jumps back into the box of comics while still wearing his by now dry trunks, since he's super casual like that while reading*

You're an evil guy, Eazy.
 
*Whimpers over that last suggestion and starts to tightly fasten the straps on his trunks* No bobbitizing, please.
 
Oh, you're no fun. You could even sing this song about it.

*Sits in the comic box with him, then frowns*
We shouldn't be in this, y'know.
You DID say you didn't want anyone to get anything funny on the pages.
 
Hm. Think my playful threat scared him away.

*pouts and tugs on her lab coat*
I found all this for NOTHING?!
 
*Pushes in an adjustable Stretcher bed, and carrying leather wrist and ankle straps. With one of those terrible doesn't close completely hospital gowns, and a candy striper nurse outfit for Oreo.*

And I found all this for what. You have any idea how many boxes I had to go through? Eazy. Man up and get laid damn it!
 
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