Viewing Party (D4, LE Mei's room)

[John Slaktare]

"Ah... I was talking about Ducky, I knew she had a cheerleader outfit with a llama on it. I didn't know you had one too. Guess I'm the only one here that ain't got one."

He looks between the two of them. "I guess I'm just lucky I get to hang out with ladies that like wearing cheerleader costumes. Only right I return the favor, eh?"

[Hrafnhildur Ylfasdottir]

Hrafna tilted her head for a second. "What's a slutty cheerleader costume mean? What's the difference? Is it different from the one I have? A different make? A different model? A different team?" This might have been the most times she had said the word 'different' in one breath.

"I can give you my measurements right now. I'm almost fifteen hands tall." She said this with a smile, using the method of measuring a horse's height for herself. "And my hair goes down past my shoulders a bit. Let's see, what else? Oh! I'm a little over one and a half bags of chicken feed. That's how heavy I am."

[Mei-Ling Zhou]

"Yeah...umm."

Stood up and walked to the closet, pulling our a garment bag and pulling out it's contents. The only way to describe the pink and white costume was tiny, the pleated skirt was five inches long if that and a pair of white garters dangled down from under it attached to a pair of crotchless panties. The top likewise revealing, most of the bust being made of lace and smaller than a sports bra.

"The pompoms are really the most covering part of the outfit."

[John Slaktare]

John looks at the costume and simply remains quiet for a long moment. Things start flying through his brain and he suspects saying any of them will make the situation more uncomfortable than he already feels in that moment. So, silently, he watches what happens, not sure what Hrafn would say about that costume.

[Hrafnhildur Ylfasdottir]

Hrafna blinked once. Then again. Then one more time. "That...well that doesn't look like any cheerleader uniform I've ever seen. Is it still bein' made? Looks like you got a bunch of pieces missin'. I can help, I got pretty good with patchin' up clothes to keep them going. Hmm...but then it wouldn't flow quite right. It's... lookin' good. I can't wait to see it when it's done Mei Mei." She tilted her head at the piece, trying to figure out how it would come together when it was finished.

[Mei-Ling Zhou]

Mei smiled and shook her head.

"It is finished Hrafn, it's meant to be revealing. You wear it to seduce and tempt someone you are about to have sex with. That's why I can't wear it in public, someone would have a problem with it but in private in a bedroom it's a statement of intent." She said throwing a glance at John as she spoke.

Mei suddenly wondered if Hrafn had any experience with that at all.

[John Slaktare]

He tended to try to not be that kind of guy, but he just couldn't will himself to not imagine both of them in their respective cheerleader costumes. And so he tried to regain his focus with some effort.

"Yeah. It's definitely a different use than your costume," he says to Hrafnhildur. "Hers leaves a lot less to the imagination. So I gotta use my imagination when I..."

And then he goes quiet. Because he's embarrassing himself. Talking about such things with her didn't really bother him. Talking about her in regards to such things? That's more difficult.

[Hrafnhildur Ylfasdottir]

"Sooooo, let me see if I got this straight. That is supposed to be half done so when you wear it the not down parts don't cover up the parts it's not done on? Why not just take it completely off if your goin' to all that trouble, big shooter? A statement of intent. Okay, okay, okay, okay. So like if Big J comes walkin' in her and you got that thing on you don't even have to say anythin' because it should be obvious? And he's not imaginin' because he can see what you got with his own two peepers. No need to make a picture in that brain of his. I think this is the right train track." Hrafna's face shifted as she thought what it would feel like wearing that. It would feel like something was missing was the conclusion she came to.

"So you gotta use your imagination when you...wonder what team Mei Mei is supposed to be cheering for?"

[Mei-Ling Zhou]

"Well I cheering for whoever I am wearing it for. Team John, Team Ducky, whoever I choose to show it to. It's like playful lingerie."

She placed the item back in the garment bag and zipped it up.

"I know it isn't very subtle but some people like a more forward approach." She said flashing her gaze at John for an instant.

[John Slaktare]

"Yeah, that's the right track," he confirms to Hrafnhildur, nodding in confirmation. At Mei-Ling's look, he isn't sure how to respond. He feels a bit lost in the situation. It wasn't what he was expecting for a conversational direction this evening. He just kinda looks between the two of them not really certain what he should say.

[Hrafnhildur Ylfasdottir]

"A more forward approach you say? Indeed, indeed. More forward like the time I wanted Gunnar to take me to the Hay Social but he didn't get around to askin' me so I asked him. He said yes but got sick from eatin' old fruit. I told him it had been sittin' there for too long. That Gunnar thinks with his stomach too much."

[John Slaktare]

"Yeah, kinda like that. Some guys prefer more... assertive partners. I guess I've always been like that," John admits. "I can bee aggressive in almost every other area of my life. But not when it comes to meeting people, friends or more. Guess I'm a bit like Gunnar like that. Though I don't like eatin old fruit like him."