RO > call me out; a forever open RP post, version 2

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NEW OPEN RP POST

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[heelclicked]

[ He nods, seeing that she's a little shaken and extending his hand out to her. ]

Of course, Lys. We can leave through the back and avoid all these fightin' blokes, yeah?

[youotterknow]

[ She nods in return, taking his hand. ] Yeah. I... yeah.

[ Lead the way! ]

[heelclicked]

[ Eggsy takes one last glance at the battlefield; the two jerks who started the whole thing aren't even conscious, which is basically icing on the cake, and the mayhem that continues to ensue is just shameless, at this point. Which is why he leads Lys carefully out back, making sure to do so inconspicuously to avoid attracting any more attention, although he does have to stun one more guy with his watch as he tries to get them before they walk out the door. ]

Sorry, mate. You're in the way.

[ The words are too late, of course, as the guy's already on convulsing from electric shocks on the floor, so Eggsy just leads himself and Lys around the guy and finally pushes the door open. ]

[youotterknow]

[ Once they're outside, she feels like she can breathe again. That was insane. And stupid. And dangerous.

But also really fucking sexy. ]

Hey.

[ She stops walking, giving Eggsy's arm a little tug to turn him back around to face her. When he does, she reaches up with her free hand to grab his tie and pull him into a kiss. ]

Thanks for your help back there.

[heelclicked]

[ Oh what--

He's evidently quite surprised when Lys pulls him into the kiss, judging by the way his brows go up and his eyes stay wide open, though by the time he thinks that maybe he should, like, do his part of the work or something, she's already pulled away.

But still. Nice, Eggsy.

He wears a grin that's both endearingly charming and rather smug as he looks at her. ]

No worries, madam. Though I'm thinkin' I should get into fights in pubs more often.

[ No, don't do that. ]

[youotterknow]

Call me Lys. "Madam" is something you'd call my grandmother.

And let's skip more fights and get to the part where I tell you how incredibly sexy you are when you're punching dudes.

[ As she says it, she takes a step closer, pressing herself against him a little. (Lys prefers not to deal with things. She'd rather not think on how scary that was. She'd rather forget it happened. Sex is the best way to do that, right?) ]

[heelclicked]

[ He gulps, his brows going up yet again before he relaxes his expression into something more debonair. Damn it, Eggsy, think more Bond. This getting ladies' attention by kicking ass in a suit thing is definitely new to him, and while he definitely likes it, it's something to get used to still.

(And yes, Lys, Eggsy would agree. Sex is the best way to anything.) ]

Well, then. I definitely won't be stopping you from saying all of those things, Lys.

[ He clears his throat. When he next speaks, he infuses his tone with charm, although there's some caution to it. ]

If you ask me, I could still use a few more drinks--at your hotel, maybe?

[youotterknow]

[ It's kind of cute, the way she keeps catching him off-guard, and she grins up at him, still toying with his tie ]

I was hoping you'd ask.

[heelclicked]

[ And for a brief second Eggsy has to be thankful that the tie isn't also some secret deadly spy gadget-- ]

Shall we call a cab, or...

[ Sadly, he doesn't have a sexy spy car. Yet. ]

[youotterknow]

Nah. I'm just down the street there.

[ And she points to a rather lavish-looking hotel down the street. Let it never be said it didn't pay to be a Lysander.

She grabs his hand ] Walk with me?

[heelclicked]

[ He whistles at the sight of the hotel--definitely not anywhere he would find himself even near on a regular day. But--ah, yes, he will gladly go along with this hand-holding with a pretty lady thing, because it is awesome. ]

It would be my pleasure to walk with you, Lys. Especially to a nice fancy hotel, yeah?

[ He shoves his other hand in the pocket of his trousers. ]

[youotterknow]

I guess it is pretty swanky, huh? My cousin manages it.

[heelclicked]

[ He shoots her a sly little smile. ]

"Pretty swanky." I can practically see the chandeliers, velvet curtains, and fancy rugs from here.

[youotterknow]

Don't forget the fine wine and the dinner that costs more than my monthly rent.

[heelclicked]

[ He seems genuinely curious about this -- ]

And you can, like, get all that shit delivered up to your room, right?

[ Yeah, he... has never really stayed in hotels... ]

[youotterknow]

Yeah, they have this little phone that goes right to room service.

[ A pause, as she realizes what he just asked ] Have you never gotten room service before?

[heelclicked]

Do I look like--

[ I've gotten room service before? is the obvious end of that sentence, but it's halfway through that he remembers that right now he's dressed rather impeccably like a man with money, and-- ]

Yeah, nope. I haven't.

[ Ah well. No use lying about it. ]

[youotterknow]

Yeah. The answer to that question is "yes you do". But I won't pry- I'm only interested in seeing that suit on my floor later.

[heelclicked]

[ you know, he could really, really get used to this whole ladies being really forward with him thing that seems to be happening a lot, lately.

like, really get used to it. ]

--Then we should probably walk a little bit faster.

[youotterknow]

Wow. Someone's in a hurry all of a sudden.

[ as if she doesn't know why ]

[heelclicked]

Oh--sorry. Did you wanna take the scenic route? 'Cause there's, like, a tiny park or somethin' around that corner there--

[ All of this said very facetiously, of course, because no let's just get to the hotel and do the thing. ]

[youotterknow]

[ She just smirks, and picks up the pace, pulling him along ]

Come on, you.

[ And when they make it to the hotel, they get about as far as the elevator before she starts kissing him again ]

[heelclicked]

[ Yes, nice. Elevator kissing is totally a thing he's always wanted to do and he really hopes her room is like, way up there and that the elevator takes forever to go up, because this is awesome. His hands find her shoulders before they trail down her arms and eventually rest on her waist as he kisses her back. ]

[youotterknow]

[ Wishes do come true, Eggsy, because her room is on the topmost floor, and the elevator stops once or twice on the way up, but when whoever it is spots them making out in the corner, they let the elevator pass on by. Yeah. They'll catch the next one.

She's got her arms around his neck, one leg slooooowly trailing up to hook over his hip, when the elevator finally reaches its destination. As tempting as it is to just stay right where they are, her cousin would probably kill her if she fucked some random guy in the elevator, so she breaks away and drags him out into the hall a scant second before the elevator doors close.

Her room is at the end of the hall, and it may as well be an apartment, what with the way it's furnished. It's even got a kitchenette. ] Mm so. This is it.

[heelclicked]

[ this is fucking awesome, and really he just--goes with all of it, because this is fucking awesome. He casts the poor bystanders a Look whenever the elevator stops as he continues to kiss Lys, as though to tell them "Sorry, mate. Better catch the next lift up."

And he just continues to enjoy this entire situation until they reach the top floor, and, well, all good things must come to an end, he supposes, especially if to make room for even better things. Honestly, his jaw drops at the sight of the room before he catches himself and his lips purse into a whistle. ]

Very, very nice. Your grandmum must be rich as hell.