[The partition rises. From's Aak's perspective this guy looks normal. Was that purposeful? If someone could change their body he assumes they'd generally hang out in whatever form was most comfortable. Or that it was one of the limits he had and that one was convenient enough.]
What do you think? [he holds out an arm, his tail curling demonstratively.]
Not a bear or a fo- what d'you mean? Don't talk about messing up at a time like this!
[The cutesy introduction is cut short by a Feline who suddenly doesn't feel very lucky. Good at this but could mess it up... was he going to have his first time actually concerned someone would screw up majorly down there? It was amazing it took that long for it to happen, really.]
[ It's only in Obikawa's blood to mess up a potential meet-cute. ]
Mm... hm. Yeah. I'm just glad to see that you don't have any feathers, really. [ He places the glass he had in his hands on the table across from him, slowly moving to stand up on his feet. ] You ever been held down by one of those? The talons on them are really annoying.
[ He comes closer, his steps calculated and slow. It's all to keep him upright and from falling headfirst in the carpet, but his expression is evident of interest. ] They hook and sink in. I hate those types the most. But you're not like that at all. [ He shows no sense of reservation as he reaches out to grab the arm that was left outstretched, touching the base of the Feline's forearm with a smile. He taps his index finger against fur, a sensation that's not unfamiliar to him. ]
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What do you think? [he holds out an arm, his tail curling demonstratively.]
Not a bear or a fo- what d'you mean? Don't talk about messing up at a time like this!
[The cutesy introduction is cut short by a Feline who suddenly doesn't feel very lucky. Good at this but could mess it up... was he going to have his first time actually concerned someone would screw up majorly down there? It was amazing it took that long for it to happen, really.]
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Mm... hm. Yeah. I'm just glad to see that you don't have any feathers, really. [ He places the glass he had in his hands on the table across from him, slowly moving to stand up on his feet. ] You ever been held down by one of those? The talons on them are really annoying.
[ He comes closer, his steps calculated and slow. It's all to keep him upright and from falling headfirst in the carpet, but his expression is evident of interest. ] They hook and sink in. I hate those types the most. But you're not like that at all. [ He shows no sense of reservation as he reaches out to grab the arm that was left outstretched, touching the base of the Feline's forearm with a smile. He taps his index finger against fur, a sensation that's not unfamiliar to him. ]
Right?