Dinner With a Boa [Kris & Permission?]

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

There were many who would describe Shaehern Azhrarn as being much like a snake. The boa was a type of constrictor, a powerful and muscular snake which squeezed the life out of its prey before devouring it. These were lean snakes made up with a lot of muscles. Of course, there was very little Shaehern held in common with a typical boa. However, there was a different kind of boa of which he was quite fond.

The article of clothing always seemed a festive addition to any outfit. Furthermore, they were available in feathered forms, one of Shaehern's favorite forms of fabulous expression. However, it was hard to find people who could appreciate his frivolous moods, and he found that he was in a such a mood now. There were plenty of people that he could pester, but only one that he felt like pestering now.

A good thing he almost always knew where to find him.

With a sway of a hip he opened the door into the kitchens to find the precious blond boy. Their last encounter had been hardly pleasant for one of them, though Shaehern remembered it fondly. That being said, it was hard to pull useful information out of a boy who made it a matter of principle to know so little. Tonight wasn't about getting information out of the boy, though. This was about something much, much different. He might even get a meal as a bonus! What fun this could be.

Slipping into the kitchens his feet carried him quickly to the sound of someone cooking. "What a surprise to see you here," he said with a wry smile as he rounded the corner. Even if you knew where someone was, it was typically rude to imply that you had known where they were. Besides, it typically killed the conversation before it started and Shae loved his conversations.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Honestly, there was one thing Kristopher loved to death and that was peace and quite, some form of time to himself without anyone to bother him. It was rare to have such a moment and even rare for him to be able to keep that scared moment. The blond hummed to himself, enjoying this time as he chopped away at a few carrots.

However, his piece soon came to an end as he heard the voice of Shae sounding off far to cheerful for his own good. The kitchen knife slid through the carrot with an unreasonably loud THUNK! The blond hunched his shoulders slightly and shuddered.

"Oh god...it's Shae..." Was all that went through his mind as he turned slightly and offered the creepier a small, nervous, paranoid smile. Not paranoid as in getting hurt or traumatized by this individual. It was more like the kind of smile one gave to an irritating friend that you try to avoid cause you know they will never shut the fuck up and leave you alone as you try to study or write a report.

"A pleasant surprise, indeed." The blond turned back to his cutting, trying to look busy. "Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked as he glanced at the man, seeming to notice something odd about him. Then, it hit him right in the face. Shae was wearing a feather boa...in public. Okay, that was far too gay, even for Shae...HELL it was far too gay for even Jouhnin and that was saying something!!

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

With one end of the feather boa Shaehern reached out and touched Kristopher. "I was just wandering around looking for a bite." He didn't say any more, but there was a rising urge to add, "And looky what I found here!" There was no need to scare the boy completely out of his wits before they had even spent the better part of thirty seconds with one another. A slow and cautious buildup was always the best way to approach, after all.

"Could not help but notice that you're cooking. You enjoy cooking, don't ya?" If Shaehern could make the face that a cat did, he would right now. Since he couldn't he settled for a hand motion that sort of looked like waving a paw, except he still had the boa in his hand.

Shaehern quite nearly bounced from one side of Kristopher to the other, as though he were trying to get a better look at what the boy was doing. "Whatcha cooking up?" "And can I get a sample?" Shaehern was certainly shameless. What else was there to inquire about? Hardly anything worthwhile. The here and now is what had Shaehern's attention at the moment. Then again, he was in a delightful and devilishly good mood at the moment.

With almost cunning agility he lifted a few peaches from the kitchen. No one would be the wiser, certainly. Only a keen eye would have caught him do it. Besides, it wasn't really like it was stealing from the kitchens. Shaehern just wanted practice lifting things. It was one of those peculiar skills that you were never sure when it would come in handy.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher pulled away slightly as he felt the boa rub against his skin. Okay that was seriously creepy and even more creepy when Shae declared he was looking for a bite to eat. Kristopher wasn't a moron, he could hear a hint in a voice. Side stepping, he pushed the carrots to the side and into a pot.

"Well, dinner is almost done. It's stew." He answered evenly as he glanced at the serious flamer with a bit of concern, not for Shae but Kristophers own ass safety. "I do enjoy it. It's something I'm good at other then playing doctor." Whoops, wrong words. "I mean, being a doctor." God, he didn't need Shae coming to his office with a fake limp and doing other things to him...like stalking.

The blond turned back to his work on stirring the stew and then swatted at Shae's hands as he tried to steal peaches. "I don't think so, those are going to be used later today when I make a cobbler." Mismatched eyes looked towards Shae carefully and then once again, the blond danced out of Shae's creepy movements and trying to keep himself safe from any kind of handling.

"How about, you go out there and just wait?" Of course Shae wouldn't do that! Its feaking Shae! Who would be more kin to watch then wait. Which, made Kristopher really nervous and that boa...god, that boa.

"What's with the um...boa?" Why was he even asking?

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

Dinner was almost done? That sounded delightful. A stew was certainly better than scrounging up what he could on his own. Of course, Shaehern always could have cooked his own food, but why would he do that? Especially when he could just nab a meal from someone else.

Of course, stealing the peaches went less than swimmingly. It was only at that moment that Shaehern could giggle at the double entendre. Ah well, he would accept the failure in grace, but that didn't mean he had to give up all of his games. "Playing doctor, eh?" There was not a moment's hesitation as he reached out and gave the blond's ass a firm squeeze before spinning a few steps away.

Stew sounded absolutely delicious right now. He frowned a little at the suggestion he go away and wait. But his attitude brightened right back up when he realized that it was an invitation to help himself. "How delightful. You need to be careful how you word such things, though. I might think that you didn't want me here."

As for the boa he picked it up and looked at it. His eyes were bewildered as if he had never seen it before. Then he rubbed the black feathers against his face and returned to his jovial and bubbly personality. "When you bring a boa to dinner, someone's bound to get eaten," he teased. "Everyone knows that." He issued forth his half-giggle, half-chortle before bouncing a few more steps away and then sharply turning back towards Kristopher.

"In all truth, I'm just trying out clothing for the ball. What do you think?"

[Kristopher Roberts]

If Kristopher was a cat, his hair would of been standing on end right about now out of surprise. But seeing as he was not a feline, he simply let out a startled cry and rose up on the end of his toes out of shock, horror and surprise. His hands came down on the counter to support himself. Whipping his head around his shoulder, he glared at the boogie.

Shae was not allowed to play doctor, ever. Not with Kristophers ass or any part of him! If he did not have a PhD in medicine, then he had no reason to be even that close and personal with Kristopher and furthermore, Shae's name was not Augusta Davingoun. However, even though Kris was glaring holes into Shae's body he had turned his back to the blond at that moment. So Kris was unable to give the boogie the full effect of the: BURN IN HELL, gaze.

Muttering under his breath, he grabbed the knife and started cutting up a few more carrots. At this time, Shae had turned right back around and declared how delight he was about such things that Kris could careless about, well, take that back, he did not want Shae in here at all. So big surprise. Kris rolled his eyes and spoke with pure scaracsum, "Truely, I would be so lonely if you didn't stay." Fucker. Taking a bit of carrot, Kristopher stoved into his mouth to keep from saying anymore.

"When you bring a boa to dinner, someone's bound to get eaten,"

THUNK!

The knife slashed right into the wood cutting board as Kristopher promptly chocked on the carrot. He hit himelf on the chest painfully hard. Finally, getting the carrot to go down, the boys race was a bright red at the mere thought of how that phrase could be taken!

Trying to ignore it, he looked back over his shoulder, hand clenching the knife again. "It looks...fluffy." He stated, unable to think of anything else other then, "And a bit Flamboyant 1920's feel..."

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

It was simply marvelous to see Kristopher's proverbial feathers get ruffled up a little bit. What Shaehern was doing to the boy could hardly be considered more than playful. His mistress could possibly get riled up over it, but she had far worse things to keep track of at this particular moment.

"Truly, everyone would be bored out of their minds without a little Shaehern to liven up the atmosphere. How did you all ever function without me?" There was just such a lively spring to Shaehern's step. Someone must have let him into the catnip recently, for there was no other explanation for his wonderful mood. Except, that maybe he just defaulted to this when he wasn't scheming.

Thoughts were interrupted by a choking slave. My, it must have been something he said. Shaehern moved close to the blond slave boy, but did not interfere just yet. "Are you choking, boy?" he asked with genuine concern. It would be best to see if the boy could take care of himself, even if Shaehern would kill to wrap his arms around him and just give the slave a tight squeeze around the middle.

Eventually, the carrot seemed to move and Shaehern had relaxed once more. "You need to lighten up, boy." His body swayed and he bumped hips with the young mister Roberts. He used enough force to bump the boy out of the way and grabbed the knife that was firmly in the cutting board. Almost effortlessly he loosened it from the wood and finished cutting the carrot at a rapid pace before stepping back out of the way with the wide grin of the cat who ate the canary.

"Fluffy, flamboyant, festive and full of feathers. Four things I absolutely love." Swaying a little further away Shaehern attempted to determine if the 1920's would put the look out of style, or if it would qualify as a fashionable retro appearance.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Yes, what ever on earth would Kristopher Roberts do if Shaehern didn't exist to make his day so much brighter! Probably through a party about having on less creepier stalking him and grabbing his grabbable ass, thats what! The human slave wasn't so thrilled at the hip bump and averted his gaze ever so quickly as Shae took over cutting the carrots swiftly.

The boy didn't see a need to lighten up anytime soon, not with Shae around. The boogie was shinning so bright that it was murder to his eyes on so many ways right about now. "Yeah," He stated as if it was the last thing on earth he wanted to say, "I suppose so..." Running a hand through his golden locks, the boy let out a small sigh and closed his eyes.

Why did he suddenly feel like a migrane was coming on? It must be from the shiny of gay that was coming off of the boogie by him. He could never understand Shae, it was like one moment he was bastard and then suddenly---a flamboyant boa loving freak of nature.

Clearling his throat some, he moved around Shae and put the lid on the cooking pot and put the fire on low so the stew would cook eveningly. Now how to get rid of Shae? He turned his head slightly to look at the feather obessed boogie once again.

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

Shae leaned back on one of the counters while he lifted his hands into his long mane of hair. Slowly he ran his fingers through the dark strands as he admired the texture. The honest truth was rather clear from the boy's behavior; Shaehern's presence disturbed him. Now why was that? So far as he could tell he was rarely anything but polite and cordial.

True, there had been the incident in the Trap, but that was strictly business. Certainly that would not interfere with pleasure? And it really had been so long ago.

He removed his boa and played with it in his hands for a moment before swinging it around Kristopher and pulling him closer to talk. "I met a dashing young Boogie the other day," Shaehern said with a grin. "Tall, blond and with such a wondrous sense of fashion. He was playing hard to get." Was that a dreamy smile on his face? Oh, how he couldn't help himself, though. It was a rare opportunity when he met someone that made him feel as such.

"I mentioned this because you reminded me of him." Shaehern reached up and brushed Kristopher's blond hair. "You know of a Boogie named Zarek?" Long shot, but maybe he'd get pleasantly surprised. Tracking down that fellow might prove to be a challenge. Maybe he'd be at the ball. Shaehern was tingling with anticipation.

[Kristopher Roberts]

oookay, Boa around him and being close to Shae wasn't very comforting. The blond couldn't help it as a blush crossed his features with being so close to the boogie. So uncomfortable, especially the distance or rather the non-existant distance between the two that Kristopher could not help but notice as Shae's lips moved.

"I met a dashing young Boogie the other day, Tall, blond and with such a wondrous sense of fashion. He was playing hard to get."

Oh god.

"I mentioned this because you reminded me of him. You know of a Boogie named Zarek?"

OH. GOD.

The blond looked at Shae with wide eyes and then slowly he shook his head. "I-I've never heard of him, nor have I seen a boogie that has such a fashion sense you would life." Poor boogie, he would have his hands full and apparently he looked a bit like Kris. Well, that would explain why Shae had been hitting on him but Kris was no boogie and that was for sure!

Kris shivered slightly as a hand worked through his hair, his mismatched eyes looked off towards the entrance of the kitchen as if he had seen something of interest. Which, he hadn't, but still this was really uncomfortable. He cleared his throat some as his blush deepened. "I don't know a Zarek...and I am sure...you'll see him again." Poor boogie, here Kris was encouraging the crazy boa boogie!

"However, I do not see how I remind anyone of a boogieman, I don't carry the traits of one let alone the body structure." Or the personality for that matter!

[Shaehern Azhrarn]

Poor thing was quivering in fear. If proximity only warranted such a wonderful response from all of his prey. The nervousness had set in as soon as he had gotten close to Shaehern, but mentioning the Boogie Zarek had only made it worse. The poor lad must have been bewildered at what such a suggestion might have implied. Reaching forth with a hand he brushed the boy's hair a little bit.

"No need to get so worked up over it. It was just your hair and boyish charms, nothing else. You're not quite tall enough and nowhere near so confident in the way you carry yourself. Not that I don't find that charming and endearing in its own way." Shaehern actually gave the boy a hug before pushing him lightly away.

"It's a matter between Boogies is all. And I certainly will see him. I'm keeping my eyes out for him, and I always find what I'm looking for." Shaehern stuck out his tongue a little bit at Kristopher. He wasn't quite certain why. "Mind the food, boy."

Ah, but what of Zarek? He had not seen or heard from or about him since that chance encounter. He had claimed the girl... Piper was her name, right? Maybe he'd use that to track the Boogie down.