sixwordstories | (no subject)

It's an absolute sin that such a lovely woman should be so lonely.

*she can't help herself; she blushes slightly, almost giggling* Aw, ain't it kind of you to say so.

I prefer the truth to mere kindnesses. [takes her hand to kiss it, smiling charmingly at her] What is your name, lovely miss?

*what! A real gentleman? To say she's shocked is a bit of an understatement* I'm - I'm Kaywinnit Lee Frye, sir. But most call me Kaylee.

[he puts on a good show, at least] Kaywinnit? What a positively charming and unusual name. I'm Dorian Gray, which is nowhere near so interesting.

*well, compared to the (albeit well-intentioned and lovable) space pirates she keeps company with, it's impressing her to no end* I think it's real nice! Got a hint of class to it.

I do hope so. I try so hard to be cultured. But you seem to do it so effortlessly.

Me?! *she laughs* Oh, I'm not anything fancy.

Not fancy, perhaps, but you possess a charm and beauty that many women work years to achieve and find little success. [careful, little Kaylee. he'll flatter the overalls off you]

*right about now, careful is not in her vocabulary; unlike some ~~who shall remain Simon~~, you know what to say and you say it so nice!*

Oh, now you're just playin' with me. I ain't nothin' compared to many.

Truly -- may I? [gently tilts her chin up, making a careful study of her face]

You ought to look in the mirror more often, Kaywinnit. When I look at you, I see... soft, smiling eyes with long, lovely lashes. [brushes his thumb lightly against the skin at the corner of her eye]

A very slightly and incredibly sweetly upturned nose. [smiles teasingly and taps the end of her nose]

And a perfectly beautiful mouth. [traces his thumb briefly over her lower lip before taking his hand away again] It really is a wonder you haven't got men constantly fawning over you. That is -- assuming you don't, which is truly tragic.

*if she was blushing any more than she already is, she'd be pinker than her tee-shirt; she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear (only for it to fall forward again) and grins shyly*

Can't -- can't say I do, no. Ai ya, if he -- if they saw what you're sayin' you do...

They should, and so should you. [tucks Kaylee's hair behind her ear, letting his fingertips linger over her jawline] They'd have to be blind not to see it.

*my god, she is blushing even more now, and just might tingle at that lingering touch* That's... real nice of you t'say.

I know how that is.

S'pose it still takes gettin' used to for ya, not bein' surrounded by interestin' people an' things all the time.

Being completely broke isn't exactly helping either.

Can't exactly imagine a time it would.

It's an absolute sin that such a lovely woman should be so lonely.

*she can't help herself; she blushes slightly, almost giggling* Aw, ain't it kind of you to say so.

I prefer the truth to mere kindnesses. [takes her hand to kiss it, smiling charmingly at her] What is your name, lovely miss?

*what! A real gentleman? To say she's shocked is a bit of an understatement* I'm - I'm Kaywinnit Lee Frye, sir. But most call me Kaylee.

[he puts on a good show, at least] Kaywinnit? What a positively charming and unusual name. I'm Dorian Gray, which is nowhere near so interesting.

*well, compared to the (albeit well-intentioned and lovable) space pirates she keeps company with, it's impressing her to no end* I think it's real nice! Got a hint of class to it.

I do hope so. I try so hard to be cultured. But you seem to do it so effortlessly.

Me?! *she laughs* Oh, I'm not anything fancy.

Not fancy, perhaps, but you possess a charm and beauty that many women work years to achieve and find little success. [careful, little Kaylee. he'll flatter the overalls off you]

*right about now, careful is not in her vocabulary; unlike some ~~who shall remain Simon~~, you know what to say and you say it so nice!*

Oh, now you're just playin' with me. I ain't nothin' compared to many.

Edited 2009-09-08 20:46 (UTC)

Truly -- may I? [gently tilts her chin up, making a careful study of her face]

You ought to look in the mirror more often, Kaywinnit. When I look at you, I see... soft, smiling eyes with long, lovely lashes. [brushes his thumb lightly against the skin at the corner of her eye]

A very slightly and incredibly sweetly upturned nose. [smiles teasingly and taps the end of her nose]

And a perfectly beautiful mouth. [traces his thumb briefly over her lower lip before taking his hand away again] It really is a wonder you haven't got men constantly fawning over you. That is -- assuming you don't, which is truly tragic.

*if she was blushing any more than she already is, she'd be pinker than her tee-shirt; she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear (only for it to fall forward again) and grins shyly*

Can't -- can't say I do, no. Ai ya, if he -- if they saw what you're sayin' you do...

They should, and so should you. [tucks Kaylee's hair behind her ear, letting his fingertips linger over her jawline] They'd have to be blind not to see it.

*my god, she is blushing even more now, and just might tingle at that lingering touch* That's... real nice of you t'say.

I know how that is.

S'pose it still takes gettin' used to for ya, not bein' surrounded by interestin' people an' things all the time.

Being completely broke isn't exactly helping either.

Can't exactly imagine a time it would.