I'm starting to get the impression that having you and me together in close physical proximity will either produce great things or would cause the U.S. to throw up a 10-foot wall to keep me out of Canada.
That's pretty much how I pictured Anlise and Renge over the whole underwear thing. ^_^ This is what I had in mind when I wrote the scene:
Anlise: Happy birthday, Renge! *shoves box at her* Renge: You bought me underwear?!?!?!?!? Anlise: Aren't they pretty? Look at the purple and blue ones. I made sure they matched your hair and your eyes. You've such pretty hair. Renge: No. No, no, no, no, no! *shoves box back at her* There are many things you have bought for me over the years, Anlise. The sand clock that has glittering multi-colored sand. That shipment of infamous sexual poses of Miria that you suddenly put on display in my shop. Anlise: But, those sold out in three hours... Renge: But, this is too much! Besides, I have perfectly serviceable underwear! Now, take it back. Anlise: I can't take them back. Renge: And why not? Anlise: *beaming cheerfully* I've burned all your old underwear! Renge: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When you write Renge, I'm not sure how you'll have her look at Anlise in particular, but I figure that they're pretty close and that Anlise being Anlise, she'd call Renge her best friend and throw her completely off-guard.
Renge: Why the hell did you go through my drawers and burn all of my underwear?? Anlise: Well, there was a little nest of moth eggs in the back of the drawer and some of them had impressive holes in them. Renge: You're the one who forgets to eat, sleep, clean and do the laundry if I don't remind you! Anlise: But, at least my underwear doesn't have any gross holes in them. Now, yours don't either! Renge: ... Anlise: *ignoring Renge* It's the least I could do for my best friend. Renge: Huh? Since when am I your best friend? Anlise: *distracted by book* Hmm? Dunno. For awhile. We have lots of fun together, don't we? And you need someone to watch over you. Renge: *thinking* Aren't we getting this one backwards? Anlise: And, I care for you a lot too. So, I've decided that you're my best friend. *sticks her nose in book* Renge: *thinking* Best friend, huh? Never had one of those before... Ah, well. If I have to be saddled with one, suppose I could do worse.
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I'm starting to get the impression that having you and me together in close physical proximity will either produce great things or would cause the U.S. to throw up a 10-foot wall to keep me out of Canada.
That's pretty much how I pictured Anlise and Renge over the whole underwear thing. ^_^ This is what I had in mind when I wrote the scene:
Anlise: Happy birthday, Renge! *shoves box at her*
Renge: You bought me underwear?!?!?!?!?
Anlise: Aren't they pretty? Look at the purple and blue ones. I made sure they matched your hair and your eyes. You've such pretty hair.
Renge: No. No, no, no, no, no! *shoves box back at her* There are many things you have bought for me over the years, Anlise. The sand clock that has glittering multi-colored sand. That shipment of infamous sexual poses of Miria that you suddenly put on display in my shop.
Anlise: But, those sold out in three hours...
Renge: But, this is too much! Besides, I have perfectly serviceable underwear! Now, take it back.
Anlise: I can't take them back.
Renge: And why not?
Anlise: *beaming cheerfully* I've burned all your old underwear!
Renge: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When you write Renge, I'm not sure how you'll have her look at Anlise in particular, but I figure that they're pretty close and that Anlise being Anlise, she'd call Renge her best friend and throw her completely off-guard.
Renge: Why the hell did you go through my drawers and burn all of my underwear??
Anlise: Well, there was a little nest of moth eggs in the back of the drawer and some of them had impressive holes in them.
Renge: You're the one who forgets to eat, sleep, clean and do the laundry if I don't remind you!
Anlise: But, at least my underwear doesn't have any gross holes in them. Now, yours don't either!
Renge: ...
Anlise: *ignoring Renge* It's the least I could do for my best friend.
Renge: Huh? Since when am I your best friend?
Anlise: *distracted by book* Hmm? Dunno. For awhile. We have lots of fun together, don't we? And you need someone to watch over you.
Renge: *thinking* Aren't we getting this one backwards?
Anlise: And, I care for you a lot too. So, I've decided that you're my best friend. *sticks her nose in book*
Renge: *thinking* Best friend, huh? Never had one of those before... Ah, well. If I have to be saddled with one, suppose I could do worse.