Nightly Lessons Book I: The Book of Beginnings

[Peeker]

"That'd be the worst thing you could do. If you weren't there for him to see, he'd come looking for you... and then we'd both look bad." Alek frowned. "I really need your help on this Alice. Will you do it? For me?"

An idea struck him. "If you'd like, we can see if there's a middle ground? The night is young - we can into the city, see if we can find something... a bit more your taste, but still suitable?"

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice turned and looked surprised at him. Of all the things he would sugguest it hadn't been one she thought he would.

"Really? you mean it?" She smiled and hugged him. "Oh thank you thank you! I'll get my bag!"

She hoped up and almost ran out the room, slamming the door in her hurry.

[Peeker]

Aleksandr rubbed his forehead. "Yes, you've done it again..." Shopping. With Alice? This would be madness.

Returning to his chambers, Alek went to the smallest armoire in the room - the one with 'modern' clothing. One pair of khakis, a dress shirt, and a sports jacket later, Alek could barely recognize himself. ...being 'well-dressed' was such a strange concept in these times. He went down to the main hall, and waited for Alice to join him.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice came dashing around the corner with her army styled side bag over her shoulder. She was dressed in the overly large clothing and because of her running, her hair looked more like a rats nest then before.

Stopping quickly at the enterance, Alice scanned for a set of shoes and grabbed the first pair of flat sandals that she could find. She was so excited that he was letting her go into town she never notice that she had grabbed a pair of mismatching shoes.

"Come on! Come on!" Alice grabbed his hand. She felt like she was little again and going to Disney Land for the first time. "Lets go!"

[Peeker]

Aleksandr shook his head 'no' firmly. "We're not going to the Salvation Army, Alice! We're going to some rather upper-class shops. Pull yourself together a little, at least."

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice frowed at him, corssed her arms and pouted.

"you said we would go and get something in my taste." She glared at him before raising an eyebrow. "And what's wrong with the way I look?"

[Peeker]

"No-no-no." He corrected with a grin. "Something more your taste than an 18th century dress with hoops and petticoats. Nothing I'll be buying you will be 'casual'. We're buying you 'dress' clothes - but I'd like them to be dress clothes you'll appreciate."

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice looked at him annoyed. As usual she had only listened to him with half a ear.

"I'd rather get something from Hot Topic then a grown," She stated as she fixed her bag on her shoulder. "Even if it's modern. Seriously, what's wrong with the way I dress? Sometimes I time you're still stuck in your time."

She made quotation signs with her fingers and taked her foot in annoyance, which made her realize that one of her sandals had more heel then the other.

"Not a word..." She hissed as she looked for one of the pairs to the shoes. "... not one."

[Peeker]

"Because your Hot Topic isn't proper for this guest. Like I said, you're doing me a favor. I know you don't agree with what I want you to wear, and I've agreed with that... but our guest will have problems. For my sake, Alice, I'd have you dress more like a lady this week, and I'd have you start that habit now." Aleksandr expalined. He grinned. "Also, comb your hair."

No mention of the shoes - just as she'd asked.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice sat down and yanked on one of the sandal's mate, mumbling to herself. The term 'lady' wasn't one she was fond of.

"My hair?" She looked at him as if he was mad. "Come on, Aleks. It's not that bad. Lots of people my age go outside with hair like this. Heck, some people go outside in their pjs all day."

She stood up and walked over to the door, determind to salvage what was left of her good mood.

"Now off we go!"