<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Geek, #1001 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245918.msg12158963#msg12158963)</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong><em>Coming into the dining room</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Friday Morning, week 1</em><br/><strong>Who: </strong><em>Lux</em><br/><strong>Status: </strong><em>Open for now</em><br/><strong>Notes: </strong><br/><hr/><br/>Her mouth dropped open at the admonition that she should say nothing rather than stammer. Geek had never been told off quite like that before. "sorry..." She muttered, face downcast, sipping her coffee again. That was the problem wasn't it. She didn't know how to say what she wanted to say, and so she ended up running away all the time. She felt like running now, even as the brunette's eyes wandered over her form, seeming to peer straight through the black silk. She looked up as Lux introduced herself. "Hi, nice to meet you, and yeah I sort-of regretted it the moment I sent off the form, but it was too late. Besides, I am a bit of a geek", she tapped her cyborg-like mask, with the binary number 9 on it. "I thought about being Nine of Nine, but that's a canon character".<br/><br/>"Nervous? Heh, yeah. I... I guess I'm just really shy around people I don't know. Heck, I'm shy around people I do know. I came here to try and get over that. You know, everyone walking around with nothing on... I figured if I could manage that, maybe not be quite so ashamed of what I look like, I might be a better person, you know? Instead, I went into geek mode when I saw the data retrieval system here, started thinking of ways to improve it. Then when I had the chance to tell the woman who owns the place, I wimped out. She is so beautiful, and so totally .... I guess the best word is immodest. She was wearing a robe, but it didn't hide anything, it just made her even sexier..."<br/><br/>Geek sighed, shook her head, trying not to look at the thighs that were exposed to her. She never tried crossing her legs, they didn't fit. She just kept them pressed together most of the time. The fact that her own nervous fiddling with her hair was being mirrored by the brunette made her blink. It wasn't really mirroring, was it? The woman was just trying to get her morning-after hair under control.<br/><br/>Well, one way to find out... Geek shifted in herb seat, turning slightly towards the woman. As she did so she deliberately forced herself<em>not</em>to adjust the robe, allowing it to fall open, exposing her own flabby thighs slightly. "So, uh... I am really bad at this conversation stuff. About the only thing I can think f asking is do you come here often, but that is so cheesy".