Kurt Meyer
Let Me Push That Button
[member="Kaile Vera"]
His eyebrows slowly began to climb as the tiny little bunny tail wiggled before him, though he managed to control anything he might have said by biting his tongue. Instead he waited for her to turn around, his lips pulling into a tight smirk as she spoke to him, her hands filled with a few bits of medical equipment that was about to be used on his face.
The towel dropped away, and Kurt eyed her for a moment, baby blues sweeping up and down her body.
"Well..." He began with a smirk. "If you feel a costume change would help, go ahead."
The smirk turned into a grin. "I'll watch."
Grinning that wide hurt slightly, but it was worth it. The blood at mostly stopped anyway by now, turning from a flood into a small trickle that could be patched up with a single stitch and some bacta. It wasn't a major injury in anyway, surprisingly really given who had punched him in the face. Perhaps the desert sands of Tatooine had toughened up his epidermis.
His eyebrows slowly began to climb as the tiny little bunny tail wiggled before him, though he managed to control anything he might have said by biting his tongue. Instead he waited for her to turn around, his lips pulling into a tight smirk as she spoke to him, her hands filled with a few bits of medical equipment that was about to be used on his face.
The towel dropped away, and Kurt eyed her for a moment, baby blues sweeping up and down her body.
"Well..." He began with a smirk. "If you feel a costume change would help, go ahead."
The smirk turned into a grin. "I'll watch."
Grinning that wide hurt slightly, but it was worth it. The blood at mostly stopped anyway by now, turning from a flood into a small trickle that could be patched up with a single stitch and some bacta. It wasn't a major injury in anyway, surprisingly really given who had punched him in the face. Perhaps the desert sands of Tatooine had toughened up his epidermis.