(Oh! I just remembered something. Electa's terrified to death of thunder. And I was planning on bringing a thunderstorm sooner or later, and she might need a cuddle buddy)

"Here," said Electa once they got into the store, choosing a huge pair of Hollywood-style glasses from a rack. "And you can hide your hair under this." She picked up a black baseball cap. Her tone was flat, impersonal. She was hardly looking at him, just thrusting things at him as she spoke. "You'd better get some new clothes, too; they'll probably be circulating a description of what you're wearing."

(Oh~,the feels are ganna get started huh~?)


Vexin was careful to take them and tried to feel for any emotions in her that would make her sound so flat but didn't find anything. It worried him.

(Hmm...maybe~)

Electa blew out an impatient breath. "Look. What size do you wear?" Vexin could decline this and pick his own clothes, or he could let her.

(Ooo~!)

Vexon would probably pick just a similar outfit.And so he replied,still searching for her emotions. "Medium-narrow."

(Yeah, it's gonna get interesting...)

She was like a robot, unfeeling. Or at least, that's what it seemed. She got a couple of pairs of jeans and a few shirts. Electa paid for everything and soon they were back in the Mustang.

(I like...interesting~.I don't mind if it's cuddles,snuggles or lovity stuff.I like it all. xD)


He couldn't understand the lack of emotion in her,he kept poking a bit and all he found was a stale taste of metal,no emotions.No sweet joy,sour frustration or burn-your-tongue anger. No clenching in the chest of sorrow or any gravely taste for a wall...nothing but a strange metal taste.He'd not come across this before.Not even with his...parents. He was silent in the Mustange,saying nothing.

(Okay, cool!)

Electa stared it up, making a face at the coughing noise. "Let's hope this thing makes it to New Mexico," she said in an undertone. There was a lot of traffic, and it took hours for them to make it out of the city. By around ten o'clock that night, the New York City skyline was growing smaller and smaller behind them, all twinkles and starts against the dark sky.

(:D)


Vexin soon leaned his head forward on the dash board,closing his teal eyes and giving up on riffling to find any feelings in her. He just sighed,hands clenching and unclenching as his fore arms rested on his knee's. His shirt pressed a bit to his side and showed his rather nice build just from the side...dang.

She glanced over at him, her grip on the steering wheel tightening to the point where her knuckles turned white. She had to keep him at an arm's length...if she ever fell for him, well, that would just get in the way.

It most likely would,but he was a sweet guy if you got to know him.He had a soft candy heart and he was very sensitive.If she fell for him,but just shoved him away even though he could sense her feelings...she'd have to deal with a sad Vexin.No one wanted to deal with a sad Vexin.