<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department Store<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa,<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Getting fitted<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Dressed minus blazer -> Nothing at all. Again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Of course it's extreme. It's also precisely what she deserves for killing God knows how many people. Remember, Neri, I'm not so nice and understanding as people like Toshiro and them." Albion sighed. It was going to take a great deal before he ever felt himself capable of trusting the prisoner for anything except stabbing them in the back when it was most profitable to her.<br/><br/>"Heh... I guess that<em>is</em>a pretty good silver lining. So I guess we figure out how we want to spend the rest of the afternoon until we get called for the mission. There's a pretty nice eatery that opened up not far from where I live a few days back, wanted to try their sweets ever since I smelled them on the way to work." He smiled, though the smile was just as quickly removed when the prisoner was brought up. "Well, I'll believe it when I see it. Until then she's nothing but a nuisance and a menace to me... And I normally am pretty okay with most any kind of girl, except War Demon ones, but the prisoner... Eh, I'm still holding fast to my prejudices and bad memories of the past."<br/><br/>Comforting Nerissa seemed to help shift her mood to a good one, which was a positive in and of itself. "I'm sure plenty of people think you're like a nuisance or something, but you're<em>our</em>nuisance." He joked, performing rapid ear scritches on the vixen... Seriously, it was just so much fun! "But seriously... Some day you might be expected to kill a bad human... But if you can't do it, I'll be glad to do it for you. I've got plenty of blood on my hands, what's a few more pints?" There was probably a nicer way to phrase that sentence, but Alby being Alby wouldn't let him.<br/><br/>"Honestly... I kind of look forward to the day I can see the prisoner doing something legitimately nice for a change, and not for selfish reasons like self-preservation. If she could do that, I would literally face her and apologize to her for doubting someone like her could change. Might even feel like using her proper name instead of Prisoner all the time." He frowned. He wanted a reason to change that, but good behavior was simply not enough of a reason for him.<br/><br/>"I'm not going to let her turn me against everyone else like that... I was actually more worried she was going to start turning you against me and others though. When I saw you ask earlier if I would one day shoot you... I think you know by now that would never happen. You know how much I value your life over mine " He nodded softly as Nerissa began to unbuttoned his top. Given now they had seen everything, he felt less wary about her seeing what he looked like, but it was still an awkward feeling knowing she was undressing him.<br/><br/>"Mmm... Maybe you're right, I am being pretty critical of her. Being young and expected to make big decisions is a pretty rough feeling in this kind of business. At least she's got Kevin by her side to keep each over her. He's a pretty good marksman, shared some good times at the firing range. Little awkward to talk to though outside of shooting." the pallid male frowned. Given Kevin's extensive training, he felt as if the man was trained from a young age like he was, except with more professional investment.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I know he's got a name. Let everyone else who wants to use it, use it. He was basically the War Demon God's top dog, I'm sure he gets more than enough respect from everyone else." He shrugged, but soon the conversation changed to more fun things. "You never really told me about your sister, come to think of it. Is her illusion control really that potent?" He blinked, folding his arms over his bare chest. It was still shocking to see how well the beauticians had managed to cover up the scars so well.<br/><br/>When she mentioned the collars once more, he grinned and leaned forward. "What's that? You think I wouldn't want to see you in a cute collar act obediently for lots of headpats and ear scritches while being called a good girl and showing others you'd be mine?" He asked before snerking. "Okay, maybe that part might be a bit much for me, I don't think I could go all the way with it until..." Well, until they were more comfortable with a relationship. That awkward moment at the gym before had broken down a bit if the wall he'd constructed over the years... At the least, it helped him see Nerissa in whole new lights.<br/><br/>"To be honest, you still kind of just sprung that on us, and Lily will do anything to see me squirm in embarassment. I'll be lucky to have this date go off without a hitch... Honestly I was expecting a restaurant dinner date, not a water park... Which is a little less merve-wracking but still awkward. But  guess since you've both seen it all, I guess I can join with more fitting clothes." He nodded... Which meant a proper swimsuit. Honestly, the thought about seeing Nerissa and Lily in bathing suits was enough of a juicy endeavor, expecting his pants to restrain any attempt at am erection swelling up, but was shocked to feel cool and and no resistance... Before he looked down at a kneeling Nerissa and nearly leapt back, pushing against the Changing Stall. "H-hey, warn me when you're gonna drop my trousers..." the male blinked. Being naked and alone with Nerissa was- No, stop swelling up, stupid dick!<br/><br/>He could only sigh and quickly face away to keep from making things worse.