[ What! He looks good in them! Better than another universe where a certain spiky-haired blond's wardrobe was varying shades of dark. afdjkl Though Weiss so suddenly slipping right back into her room without another word has him standing in the hallway, hand on his hip and staring with confusion. Blink. Blink. Three times before he cocks an eyebrow. ]
What was that about?
[ Not that he imagines that anything is wrong! But he's legit confused before he ultimately decides to shrug it off and head back to his own room. Towel and robe on hand, he makes sure the door is shut behind him before he shrugs it off, naked in his own quarters. Between Kazuya and the occasional visitor from some of Weiss' other lower rank friends, the last thing he needed was some unsolicited ass or dick shots for them. There's a little bit of a delay when he opens up his spacious (albeit not walk-in) closet and sees the off-colour red jacket that's reminiscent of his own hanging up. ]
...
[ Brows knitted, he decides to follow through with it anyways. Some would go with something more casual like a nice shirt and jeans for a shopping outing. But this was still good! He'd shop and browse around back home too whenever there wasn't a Wanted Poster up with his likeness on it. No one batted an eye at his choice in wear. If anything, Ragna actually did take some care in his own style. While there's no need for makeup as far as the Grim Reaper was concerned, that still wasn't going to stop him from cleaning up in his own bathroom. Moisturizing cream, nice and smooth to prevent dried out skin. He gets to take way better care of himself at this resort than he was allotted back home. Not that he really needed it back home, but he purchased some hair spray in which he can spritz through his thick locks to hold it in place once he's styled it back from being wet.
A lot simpler warpath to looking stylish when it comes to Ragna the Bloodedge. But he does put in effort by the time he's finished checking himself in his own full length mirror. ]
Phew. Alright then.
[ Just like old times. By the time Weiss does peek out from her closet door however...he's been there for at least ten minutes. Not that he was worried! Kicking his feet on her bed, feeling nice and relaxed now that he had a good shower after a workout in the morning, he looks up just in time for her to step out for him. ]
Nope. Take your time. Iiiii...
[ Got stunned all over again when Weiss was changed up in that two piece white outfit of hers. No one can say that Ragna was too oblivious to notice when someone looked nice. He just had a penchant of not voicing it. It's a little bit easier to do that when he's had this many months to calm down and practically live another life removed from everything he knew... A part of him wonders if Weiss felt the same way, living a life unlike her own. ]
That looks, uh...really good on y— [ Aaand up he goes! Not that he was really resisting in the first place. ] —whoa!
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Better than another universe where a certain spiky-haired blond's wardrobe was varying shades of dark. afdjklThough Weiss so suddenly slipping right back into her room without another word has him standing in the hallway, hand on his hip and staring with confusion. Blink. Blink. Three times before he cocks an eyebrow. ]What was that about?
[ Not that he imagines that anything is wrong! But he's legit confused before he ultimately decides to shrug it off and head back to his own room. Towel and robe on hand, he makes sure the door is shut behind him before he shrugs it off, naked in his own quarters. Between Kazuya and the occasional visitor from some of Weiss' other lower rank friends, the last thing he needed was some unsolicited ass or dick shots for them. There's a little bit of a delay when he opens up his spacious (albeit not walk-in) closet and sees the off-colour red jacket that's reminiscent of his own hanging up. ]
...
[ Brows knitted, he decides to follow through with it anyways. Some would go with something more casual like a nice shirt and jeans for a shopping outing. But this was still good! He'd shop and browse around back home too whenever there wasn't a Wanted Poster up with his likeness on it. No one batted an eye at his choice in wear. If anything, Ragna actually did take some care in his own style. While there's no need for makeup as far as the Grim Reaper was concerned, that still wasn't going to stop him from cleaning up in his own bathroom. Moisturizing cream, nice and smooth to prevent dried out skin. He gets to take way better care of himself at this resort than he was allotted back home. Not that he really needed it back home, but he purchased some hair spray in which he can spritz through his thick locks to hold it in place once he's styled it back from being wet.
A lot simpler warpath to looking stylish when it comes to Ragna the Bloodedge. But he does put in effort by the time he's finished checking himself in his own full length mirror. ]
Phew. Alright then.
[ Just like old times. By the time Weiss does peek out from her closet door however...he's been there for at least ten minutes. Not that he was worried! Kicking his feet on her bed, feeling nice and relaxed now that he had a good shower after a workout in the morning, he looks up just in time for her to step out for him. ]
Nope. Take your time. Iiiii...
[ Got stunned all over again when Weiss was changed up in that two piece white outfit of hers. No one can say that Ragna was too oblivious to notice when someone looked nice. He just had a penchant of not voicing it. It's a little bit easier to do that when he's had this many months to calm down and practically live another life removed from everything he knew... A part of him wonders if Weiss felt the same way, living a life unlike her own. ]
That looks, uh...really good on y— [ Aaand up he goes! Not that he was really resisting in the first place. ] —whoa!
[ "Let's go!" ]
Oh uh yeah sure. Got it. Lead the way, Angel.
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