Put “What’s my prize?” in my ask. I’ll use a random number generator and your character gets a free pass to…:
17. Put my character in an embarrassing costume.
“Well, I suppose it could have been worse.”
“Sadly, blue does not suit me at all,” she teased. “I’m afraid you will have to settle for lavender. And I think the skirts are going to come rather short on you.”
This just had to be the way of it, hadn’t it? Gwaine snorted and dropped his shoulders in defeat. “Lavender it is, then.” he replied, before looking down at his own legs. “And that isn’t so bad; my legs will have a chance to breathe for once.”
She started to laugh helplessly. “That hardly goes along with what’s said about you in the lower town, Sir Gwaine.”
Put “What’s my prize?” in my ask. I’ll use a random number generator and your character gets a free pass to…:
17. Put my character in an embarrassing costume.
“Well, I suppose it could have been worse.”
“Let;s have you in one of my dresses, then.”
”Naturally.” Gwaine half sighed, half laughed. It wasn’t nearly as embarrassing as some situations he’d found himself in, but he still didn’t want to think what the other knights would do if they saw him. “I think blue suits me fairly well.”
“Sadly, blue does not suit me at all,” she teased. “I’m afraid you will have to settle for lavender. And I think the skirts are going to come rather short on you.”
“And perhaps yourself as well? I think, having acquainted yourself with the floor, it might be time to acquaint yourself with your bed.”
”You’re probably right, m’lady, but I’m not nearly ready to retire yet; the night is still young, and I didn’t manage to spill my drink!”
“Well then allow me to sit with you, SIr Knight, lest you part company with your chair again. I hardly think the king would be pleased if you fell in combat to the floor or soe other bit of furniture.” Summer’s eyes twinkle.
