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Date Posted: 07:03:46 02/04/02 Mon
Author: Tristan
Subject: Let me show you how it's done
In reply to: Tia 's message, "Time for some dancing!" on 12:58:02 02/03/02 Sun

Tristan was glad when Tia jumped up and scrambled out of the tent, after announcing that she was going to get some chocolate from Jeremy. All of a sudden, he’d gotten the munchies really bad, even though he’d already downed that big piece of fish she’d brought him earlier. Just the thought of burrowing his teeth into a sweet stick of sugary goodness a la Punk ass Jeremy’s knapsack made his mouth start watering.

His eyes lit up when she returned with not just one piece of candy, but the entire backpack! He accepted the extra cigarettes, snuffing out his nearly extinguished one in the sand and lighting up a new one. The chocolate was another matter, though; took him forever just trying to figure out how to get the stuff out of that little baggie thing encased around it. He was pleased with himself once he got it, his eyes darting across to Tia as he bit into the piece of candy. Hopefully, she hadn’t noticed his little display of stupidity, there.

He shrugged when she wondered aloud about Rowan and the Jann outfit. Who knew what the lousy elf had been thinking? Tristan was pretty positive that if Marz put on something like that, he’d have a hell of a time not laughing at him. Not the slightest bit of arousal at the thought of his lover prancing around in that sort of getup. Of course, there was the fact that Tia was a girl, and girls were supposed to wear those sorts of clothes, but it was a little difficult for him to grasp a concept that deep right now.

Seeing Tia sharing the cigarette with him gave him a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. Getting high was always great, but it was turning out to be twice as fun when he did it with a friend. And she was so funny! She giggled constantly and talked a mile a minute without even taking a breath! Well, that settled it, he decided. Tia was now officially his best friend in the whole world. Who else could compete with such steep competition, anyway?

“I know what I'll do!” she piped up for the millionth time. Tristan winced, laughing as he covered his ears with both hands. Her voice sounded very loud for some reason, but he wasn’t about to interrupt her while she had this great idea thing going. His eyebrows almost disappeared into the roots of his hair when she triumphantly declared she would try on her outfit for him, so he could change how she looked in it.

Well, that was silly! What difference would his opinion make? It was Rowan’s attention she wanted, not his. Tristan scratched at the side of his nose while giving her a funny look. He almost protested when she whipped the cigarette out of his hand and tossed her cloak over his head. Fortunately, he was too dumbfounded to immediately react. But eventually, he couldn’t resist pushing part of the garment aside and taking a peek. Tia had her back turned to him. She’d already yanked her top off and was in the process of wriggling her pants off over her hips. Naturally, he stared for a good five seconds before it occurred to him that she wouldn’t like that.

“Whoops,” he whispered, pulling the cloak back over his eyes. Moments later, she retrieved her cloak, returning his vision to him. There she stood in all her semi-naked glory, puffing away on his cigarette before returning it to him and tripping about the tent in a determined attempt to show herself off to him.

“I think you’d get cold real easy,” he admitted, noticing right off the bat how much of her was completely bare. And the rest of the material was awfully thin, too. Almost made him shiver just looking at her—but of course it was roasting outside, so maybe she wouldn’t have to worry about the temperature problem until late tonight.

He looked at her like she was crazy when she started doing the belly dance, her hips swaying as if her middle were giving tiny, involuntary spasms every couple seconds. After a while, she started humming out a little tune, which, oddly enough, seemed to match her funny dance perfectly. When she’d asked him to join her, he’d shaken his head, mostly because he had no idea what in hell she was doing. But the more he watched her, the more he thought he was definitely getting the hang of it.

“All right, time to perfect your moves, missy,” he muttered with a smile, tugging his boots off so he could be barefoot and unhampered by shoes like her. That done, he immediately jumped to his feet and moved beside her, eyeing her critically as she continued to dance, singing and twirling her little arms in the air above her pretty head.

“Try putting some more hip into it,” he advised. She tried to do as suggested, but was seized with a sudden fit of giggles, which, unfortunately, prevented her from doing more than stumble around in place for a bit. “No, goofy,” he corrected, rolling his eyes, “Like, this!”

He stepped behind and place his hands on her hips, pressing against her as she moved, and causing her midsection to snap backward and forward with more spring to it.

“Woo-hah!” he chirped, jumping up and down a couple times in his excitement. “Do it just like that and it’ll drive all the others crazy!” On a whim, he moved beside her and tried his best to mimic her moves, but it was harder than he thought. Although he was still very graceful, he’d definitely had one too many puffs on the magic white cigarette, and he kept tripping and stumbling and grabbing onto Tia so he wouldn’t fall flat on his face. Of course, she was doing the same thing, so he didn’t feel so bad.

He laughed again when he saw how they were accidentally kicking sand up on poor Marz, who, not surprisingly, didn’t seem to mind since he was currently in a deep sleep. “Hey, I get to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation if he starts to choke,” he said, very nearly choking himself as he immediately started laughing uncontrollably once again.

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