Wardrobe malfunction.
Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 9:34 pm
After returning home from his target practice with Atonement, Ekitai was beat. He headed to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took a gander at what he had available to eat.
There wasn't much.
He had some milk, some leftovers from a few nights ago, and that was about it. Being a bachelor didn't really work out well for his stomach. He get could a woman, but that wouldn't really work out well for most other aspects of his life.
So, he decided that since food was out of the question unless he left the house, that a shower would make a nice substitute. He threw all of his clothes on the kitchen table (he lived by himself, so walking around his own pad naked was no big deal), and went to the bathroom to start his shower.
He walked to his closet, opened it, and dug around for a bit. Most of it was crap that didn't fit him anymore, or cheesy sweaters that Tousha had given him because he knew it would piss him off. He did, however, happen upon a beat up long-sleeved shirt. It was ripped at the collar, which made it look like a V-neck. Sure, it wasn't the best thing in the world, but it would do. He tossed across the room onto the bed.
He after that, he found a pair of black leather boots in the back of the closet. He hadn't wore them in a long time, and actually remembered that they were pretty comfortable, and his sandals were incredibly worn out. He picked 'em up and tossed them next to the bed.
Before getting pants, he'd need some undies. He pulled a pair from his dresser, and slid them on. Royal purple boxer briefs. Nice.
Over that, he slipped on a pair of jeans that he'd bought awhile back but forgot about. They were a bit tight, but loose enough at his knees, so they'd do, and they beat the tattered, lame white pants he'd had before. He then slipped on the boots, remembering full well how comfortable they were. Dude, awesome. Don't even have to break these bad boys in. He slipped the torn shirt on, and was surprised to see that it didn't look nearly as bad after he'd put it on. It was still visibly torn, but it looked pretty darn cool.
Hanging at the back of his closet he found a pretty sweet vest. The zipper was broken, which wasn't a big deal. It had various pockets on the inside that would allow quick access to his various field items. It also had a pretty sweet blueish green faux fur collar. Hell yes. Trendy and applicable. He slipped it on, and it fit rather nicely. He was more than satisfied with it.
While he was checking the vest out, he spotted a small, wrapped box in the corner of his closet. It appeared to be a present that someone had given him that he'd never bothered to open, but it didn't have a tag on it. He peeled off the pastel green paper and opened the box, to find these really sweet looking goggles. He tried it on, and, after fidgeting with the straps for a bit, found that it fit really well. The lenses were lightly tinted, but not so much that it got in the way.
While he was messing with the goggles, he notices that the sleeves of his shirt were just a bit too long. He dug around in one of the drawers of his dresser until he found an old, too-small t-shirt. he ripped two lengths of fabric from it, pulled his sleeves up just a bit, and tied the cloths around his wrists to keep the sleeves from sliding down over his hands.
He walked over to the mirror, admiring his sweet new look as he adjusted his goggles. Something seemed to be missing, though...
He bolted out of the room, dug around in the chest he had found the day before, and found just what he'd hoped he would;
The holster for Atonement.
He strapped it on his waist, slipped in his new partner, and headed back to the mirror to continue admiring himself.
Bad. Ass.
There wasn't much.
He had some milk, some leftovers from a few nights ago, and that was about it. Being a bachelor didn't really work out well for his stomach. He get could a woman, but that wouldn't really work out well for most other aspects of his life.
So, he decided that since food was out of the question unless he left the house, that a shower would make a nice substitute. He threw all of his clothes on the kitchen table (he lived by himself, so walking around his own pad naked was no big deal), and went to the bathroom to start his shower.
OOC:After his shower, Ekitai returned to the kitchen in his towel, and, for the first time, noticed how crappy his clothing looked. It was raggy, and not much to look at. He needed something new. Something cool. Something fresh.Unlike some RPers, I'm not going to bore you with the trivial details of Ekitai's shower. I'm sure you'd just skip past that paragraph anyways.
He walked to his closet, opened it, and dug around for a bit. Most of it was crap that didn't fit him anymore, or cheesy sweaters that Tousha had given him because he knew it would piss him off. He did, however, happen upon a beat up long-sleeved shirt. It was ripped at the collar, which made it look like a V-neck. Sure, it wasn't the best thing in the world, but it would do. He tossed across the room onto the bed.
He after that, he found a pair of black leather boots in the back of the closet. He hadn't wore them in a long time, and actually remembered that they were pretty comfortable, and his sandals were incredibly worn out. He picked 'em up and tossed them next to the bed.
Before getting pants, he'd need some undies. He pulled a pair from his dresser, and slid them on. Royal purple boxer briefs. Nice.
Over that, he slipped on a pair of jeans that he'd bought awhile back but forgot about. They were a bit tight, but loose enough at his knees, so they'd do, and they beat the tattered, lame white pants he'd had before. He then slipped on the boots, remembering full well how comfortable they were. Dude, awesome. Don't even have to break these bad boys in. He slipped the torn shirt on, and was surprised to see that it didn't look nearly as bad after he'd put it on. It was still visibly torn, but it looked pretty darn cool.
Hanging at the back of his closet he found a pretty sweet vest. The zipper was broken, which wasn't a big deal. It had various pockets on the inside that would allow quick access to his various field items. It also had a pretty sweet blueish green faux fur collar. Hell yes. Trendy and applicable. He slipped it on, and it fit rather nicely. He was more than satisfied with it.
While he was checking the vest out, he spotted a small, wrapped box in the corner of his closet. It appeared to be a present that someone had given him that he'd never bothered to open, but it didn't have a tag on it. He peeled off the pastel green paper and opened the box, to find these really sweet looking goggles. He tried it on, and, after fidgeting with the straps for a bit, found that it fit really well. The lenses were lightly tinted, but not so much that it got in the way.
While he was messing with the goggles, he notices that the sleeves of his shirt were just a bit too long. He dug around in one of the drawers of his dresser until he found an old, too-small t-shirt. he ripped two lengths of fabric from it, pulled his sleeves up just a bit, and tied the cloths around his wrists to keep the sleeves from sliding down over his hands.
He walked over to the mirror, admiring his sweet new look as he adjusted his goggles. Something seemed to be missing, though...
He bolted out of the room, dug around in the chest he had found the day before, and found just what he'd hoped he would;
The holster for Atonement.
He strapped it on his waist, slipped in his new partner, and headed back to the mirror to continue admiring himself.
Bad. Ass.