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“Looks like you catch on pretty quickly. As tempting as it seems, I am not the kind of girl to do such things.” She admitted as she dug through her box of clothing, her towel slipping from her body as she found appropriate attire. She dropped her clothing onto the bed as she spoke to Vincent, placing on her undergarments. “Hm…no preferences. I'm not very picky, so surprise me with something you like.” She slipped her black pants on, zipping them up as she grabbed her tank top. She slipped it over her head and onto her torso, picking up her phone as she slipped her bathing suit into her purse.
“Send me directions to the docks when you want me to leave. I mapped out the area a few days ago. But I got a bit distracted, so I may get lost unless I use my phone.” She admitted, looking at herself in her mirror, her eyes drifting to her visible scars. She still felt uncomfortable looking at them, but she shook it off as she grabbed a jacket from a box. She put it on, looking at herself once more as she sighed softly.
"No it is not. Or safe from getting lost when you don't always know where you were when you had them on." He walked towards his closet to pick out a nice flannel and some clean khakis. "Birthday Suit is definitely tempting. But I really feel like you're not the kind of girl who's one with the ways of naturism. Not that anyone would stop you from coming without any if you wanted. This is Covaire after all."
He then grabbed a belt and a pair of new boardshorts. He wanted to make sure the swimwear was stowed away on the Seawolf now that she was seaworthy again. "Alright, I'll make sure to get some things onboard before you get here then. Nothing too fancy for clothes. Just casual and light. And a jacket if you tend to get chilly. Bring a bathing suit if you want to go swimming. The typical stuff. Got any food preferences?"
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Delilah laughed with Vincent, covering her mouth and muffling the sound slightly before he was placed on the speaker. “Something added to the list of interesting werewolf facts. Clothing is not safe from destruction.” She teased drying herself as they talked, listening to his options. She paused for a while at his last suggestion, before deciding she didn't want to think about work for once. She was slowly learning she needed to enjoy the moments she had away from the hospital. “Hm…Options One and Three sound interesting. However, I think Option Three sounds much more romantic. Plus, I've been itching for an excuse to see the waters of Covaire.”
She dropped her towel and grabbed her phone before heading to her bedroom. She placed her phone on her makeshift bed before opening a box full of clothing. “Anything specific you have in mind for attire? Cause I doubt my birthday suit is suitable for a boat ride.” She teased as she giggled softly.
Vincent laughed. "Well, you and anyone else in the Launderette. Clothes don't exactly stay on when you shift. Or if they do, they get shredded. As for the date..." He pretended to hum and think about it before giving her some options.
"Option 1, we go have a nice dinner and a movie. Option 2, dancing and drinks at VIP. Option 3, we go out into the bay on the Seawolf and spend an evening off the coast. Option 4, you get to do that brain scan you wanted."
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The brunette was standing in her shower, letting the water stream down her body as she closed her eyes. The steam clouded the glass doors of her shower, the warmth of the water giving her a sense of comfort her lonely apartment couldn't. Her mind drifted to a dark place again, and she couldn't stop it. She almost jumped out of her skin when her phone rang, startling her out of her thoughts as her hand moved from the scar on her shoulder. She opened her eyes, wiped the glass, and glanced at the bathroom sink. She was surprised to see Vincent's name flashing on the screen.
She wiped her tears away and rinsed off any remaining soap, turning off the water quickly. She stumbled out of the shower, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around her body as she cleared her throat. She then picked up her phone and answered, a smile gracing her lips as she heard his voice. "Hey Stranger..." Her voice was soft as she spoke, smiling as she continued. "That's alright. I figured it was best to give you space anyway. Since I saw you naked before the first date."
She giggled softly as she said this, trying to joke around with him. "I actually have the...'night'...off. Plus, I owe you a date. So...What do you have in mind, Vincent?"
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Vincent was inspecting the finishing touches on the rebuild of the boat that he'd initially been apparently delivering as the attacks hit Covaire. And as he was signing off on the last inspections, an alert he set for himself that morning went off with a phone number he'd apparently gotten and called before as his other self. A number to a cute doctor he'd promised to contact the next time he had one of his good days. Call Delilah.
He made sure to excuse himself from the shop and get a shower before dialing, smiling as he heard the line get picked up.
"Hey stranger. Sorry I haven't had a chance to call you as myself. Hope you're not too busy to go out while the Knight is away."
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