Uriel put the helmet on, smiling a bit at the horseman's comment. Oh, she knew very well Pestilence cared little for speed limits. After their trips to the fields surrounding the Manor -- she wasn't sure whether she'd ever told Pestilence about Adam's permission to fly on the Manor grounds -- she was quite used to that fact.
She blushed a bit as she realized her own momentary stupidity. Well, of course it wasn't going to work. There had been a reason why she'd always had to change for trousers on their trips. That wasn't an option now, however -- she couldn't let Pestilence know what and especially who she was. Therefore, she resigned to simply readjusting her dress, quietly grateful for Pestilence's attempt at gentlemanship even though he couldn't quite keep his eyes to himself all the time.
Hitching her skirt up as far as she could without being indecent -- by a certain definition of "indecent" -- she finally managed to get herself settled on the motorbike.
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Date: 2006-04-25 02:51 am (UTC)She blushed a bit as she realized her own momentary stupidity. Well, of course it wasn't going to work. There had been a reason why she'd always had to change for trousers on their trips. That wasn't an option now, however -- she couldn't let Pestilence know what and especially who she was. Therefore, she resigned to simply readjusting her dress, quietly grateful for Pestilence's attempt at gentlemanship even though he couldn't quite keep his eyes to himself all the time.
Hitching her skirt up as far as she could without being indecent -- by a certain definition of "indecent" -- she finally managed to get herself settled on the motorbike.