Indiana Jones (Sam)

[Sam Ballerino]

((OOC: sorry for the wait. inspiration's been slow in coming, and i didn't want to insult you by forcing a shitty post. >.<))

He thinks I’m beautiful…

Sam grinned widely when he said he’d change in front of her. She hadn’t really expected him to say yes; it was really just something that came out of her mouth. Maybe all that flirting with Mathew was having a more permanent effect on her than she’d realized…

She frowned at him slightly as he took the shirt from her. “Just, don't worry about... never mind...” She wondered what that could possibly mean, but before she could push him on it, he pulled off his overshirt, and she understood. His arms were covered in scars and burns, and his undershirt covered even larger ones.

My God, what happened to you… She sensed there was a story behind it, probably a good long one that involved the eye patch he wore… but she thought she’d made him uncomfortable enough already. Now was not the time to go into it. Instead she focused on his tattoo. If that’s what she thought it was… So he had a geeky side. How much more adorable could he be?? He was also wonderfully fit, which made her shiver a little bit, even as she worried about him and the story behind his scars.

“Don’t worry about what?” She said, hands on her hips. “Your Rebel Insignia tattoo?” She bit her lip and grinned up at him. “Don’t worry, it’s cute.” She didn’t say anything about the scars on purpose. She really, really didn’t want him to be uncomfortable, especially around her. She loved seeing him smile.

Her eyes widened at the shirt he picked out for her. It wasn’t a shirt so much as a piece of cloth to cover her chest, and not much else. It looked like he’d just grabbed the first thing he saw, but she was up for a challenge. “No, it’s not a lot of shirt,” she said, laughing. “I may have won the last round, but I think you’re gonna win this one.” She took off her jacket and put it on over her black spaghetti strap leotard, but since the shirt didn’t even reach her bellybutton, it didn’t have quite the same effect. She looked down at herself, and sighed. “I should probably take the leotard off, huh?” And she figured if he could change in front of her, she could do the same. She wouldn’t have to strip completely – that would get her in trouble for indecency, and she’d never do it anyway. She simply pulled her arms out of the straps of her leotard, making sure the tube top stayed exactly where it was, and left behind the tan straps of her dancer’s bra. She pulled the leotard out from under the top, and just let it hang over her jeans. She wasn’t about to strip her pants just to take off a leotard. Half her stomach was showing now, and while she wasn’t normally very self-conscious about her body, she sucked in her stomach a little bit anyway, holding the muscles to try to make herself look better, and hoping he didn’t notice.

She grinned. “I kinda like this one, actually. I might just buy it. It looks good over the leotard, too.” She did a little spin for him, gave him a smirk, and began searching the racks once more. “Now, though, it’s time for revenge…” She ran back to the hat section, and found the dorkiest straw hat she could muster. It had no top – you velcroed the brim together so it stayed on your head. She handed it to him with a playful smirk and a snicker. “I get a hat, you get a hat,” was all she said.

[James Everwood]

She hadn't asked about the scars, this made him happy that she didn't put attention on that. She did however, notice the tattoo, which caused him to blush slightly, he remembered getting it done, well... he got part of it done with Kate there. He got the rest done the next day, still on her tab. It was interesting, but in the end that wasn't like this, Sam was a girl that he liked emotionally and physically. Not to mention when she put the tube top on, “I should probably take the leotard off, huh?”

James looked around confused, and once again found himself wishing he had two eyes so he could see this a bit clearer, she took the leotard off without moving the tube top from it's position. Still, it looked amazing on her, and he couldn't help but feel kinda creepy seeing her take the leotard off, but part of him knew he wasn't going to pass this up. Of course, now he had more images to fuel his daydreams... which was a bad thing... yes... bad.

“I kinda like this one, actually. I might just buy it. It looks good over the leotard, too.”

"It looks... amazing," He said with a smile on his face as he finally peeled his eye back to her face. He felt like his jaw was in a permanent drop but he held it together, "Really, I'm actually kind of scared that it might be too good looking for one eye to handle alone, I may have to rent another one out while you're wearing that."

“Now, though, it’s time for revenge…”

This can't be good.....

“I get a hat, you get a hat,” She said, and she had gotten a straw hat. And he looked at it in shock. Especially since he was still wearing the disco shirt. He knew this would clash in all the wrong ways, but still, fair was fair. And if she was going to wear the incredibly sexy and breathtaking tube top, he would wear the farmer Joe straw hat. He took it, and placed it on his head, velcroing it on.

"Wow.... I think this thing fits the outfit nicely... pulls it all together...." He said smiling. He decided it was time to make her outfit all the sillier, so he took her hand and pulled her towards a section that had tie's. In the middle of all the tie's he found a really old school Superman tie. He turned around with a smirk on his face, chuckling with his mouth closed as he put the tie around her, "Let me tie this for yeh... don't know if you know how or not..." He said, still chuckling to himself as he would tie the tie in a basic half windser knot.

[Sam Ballerino]

Sam raised an eyebrow, blushing and giggling at his compliment. Amazing might be a little overdoing it, she thought, but at the same time, it sounded honestly genuine. Coupled with the way he was staring at her… “Stop it, you make me sound like some kind of supermodel,” she laughed.

She was excited that he was playing along so well. The things she was picking out wouldn’t exactly be worn willingly by any decent person… not in the last 15 years, anyway. So she was really happy he was willing to play along with her. He looked a little scared when she gave him the straw hat, but he put it on with a smile. That sweet, gorgeous smile… oh, yeah, that one was going to live in her daydreams for a while.

She looked him over as he velcroed the hat together. “Definitely puts it together,” she chuckled. He grabbed her hand and took her to a tie section, picking out a bright blue Superman one. She grinned, her mouth wide. Talk about classic! The bright blue and lime green of her tube top were definitely not something she’d wear outside, but she figured fair was fair. She’d given him a shimmering purple shirt and a straw hat… He offered to tie it for her, and she blushed, nodding. His hands worked at the tie around her neck, his fingers lightly brushing her collarbone and sending warm chills down her back. She knew how to tie a tie – she’d worn enough of them on her tomboy days – but she let him do it anyway. Any excuse to get closer to him was fine by her.

As he tied, she noticed another one half hidden amongst the neckwear, and pulled it out, wrapping it around his neck and tying it as he finished hers. Bugs Bunny peeked his head around the black material, along with Sylvester, Daffy, Tweety, and even Wile E. Coyote. It didn’t go with the shirt at all, but that was ok. That wasn’t the point. After she finished tying his, she’d pull him in by his Warner Bros. tie and kiss him. Not a long one, but not just a peck either. When it broke, she stepped back and blushed. “Sorry,” she said, “I just needed to do that.” Just looking at him made her need to do that, but she thought that might have been a little much if she’d said that out loud.

[James Everwood]

(over half a month later xD)

“Definitely puts it together,” She said and he was a bit shy about the compliment, but then she found him a tie, putting it around his neck and tying it off. He smiled sheepishly at how ridiculous they must have looked, but he was having a lot fun. He was still getting distracted by the way she was dressed but he kept his eye above the neck. After all, it was pretty easy to tell where a one eyed person was looking. Wasn't too hard, you know? Then she kissed him, and he liked it, a lot. “Sorry, I just needed to do that.”

"Oh don't be sorry, be anything but sorry," James said with a smile on his face. His hand would go to her waist and he would get closer, kissing her once more the way she had kissed him, "There, now we're even." He would say with a grin on his face, "So.... I dare you.... to wear all of that right now, out on the streets. With my long sleeve shirt on of course cus it's cold and I don't want you to set fire because of all the guys that will be staring at you, but wearing all that. Heck, do you one better I'll pay for it if you wear this out there."

He really wished he had that second eye for winking. Or some other sign like that which he could use. Still, he thought his proposal was a fun one. They could go do something and bring the silliness with them, not caring who saw them or thought they were nuts. After all, it was San Francisco, there were probably lots of other weirdo's out there, plenty of other strangely dressed people to make her outfit less noticeable.