Private Tales Dealings in Duality

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
"Ch-chasing--ahem--"
Kilien's particular phrasing brought a new and dizzying rush of blood to Zinnia's head, her cheeks flushing as red as ever. She laughed nervously, her tail's tip wiggling about in some mix of nerves and excitement. She clapped her hands over it in an attempt to hide the reaction, but the damage had already been done.

Right, well...might as well keep talking to try and play it off, Zinnia figured.
"For now, yeah. Well, that and my eyes," she answered, removing one of her hands from the still-wagging appendage to point at her golden peepers. "These used to be a very plain brown, if you can believe it."
 
Cuuuuute. Kilien's smirk returned, looking not too dissimilar to the cat that made the mouse squeak. He was half tempted to paw at the mouse again, offer another glib word or two, but he bit the inside of his cheek and held it in.

She was his superior, after all, it wouldn't do to be making her squirm.

He looked down at his hands, found something else on the ground to pick at and gruffly cleared his throat, "So uh... what happens if the tail one day doesn't go away?"
 
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