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"Togorian?" Kam repeated, his tone curious. "What's that?"
Before he had a chance to ponder his own question, she popped off a remark about the pin-ups he had placed around his room. The Kushari's cheeks heated e'er so slightly, though his fur helped hide that. He'd already forgotten about the lovely ladies decorating his walls. "Er, yeah, that they are," he agreed with a nod of his head. "Way out of my league though! Most of these girls are really something else, and I'm just a scarred-up soldier," he said with a hitch of his shoulders. The feline sat upright on his bed and laid his hands on his knees.
"Not that I care!" he added in, his tone less than convincing. His features became moderately serious, and he continued, stating, "Nice curves and assets'll only get you so far. It's just superficial fluff. What's important is the heart. These girls are nice to look at, but they're def not what I'm lookin' for in a girl."
His rambles completed, the feline flopped back on his bed and stretched out until his paws hit the wall. He instinctively kneaded the wall, razor-sharp black claws sliding out of their sheaths to dig into the tough carpet that had been adhered to the walls to protect them from such unintentional attacks.
Before he had a chance to ponder his own question, she popped off a remark about the pin-ups he had placed around his room. The Kushari's cheeks heated e'er so slightly, though his fur helped hide that. He'd already forgotten about the lovely ladies decorating his walls. "Er, yeah, that they are," he agreed with a nod of his head. "Way out of my league though! Most of these girls are really something else, and I'm just a scarred-up soldier," he said with a hitch of his shoulders. The feline sat upright on his bed and laid his hands on his knees.
"Not that I care!" he added in, his tone less than convincing. His features became moderately serious, and he continued, stating, "Nice curves and assets'll only get you so far. It's just superficial fluff. What's important is the heart. These girls are nice to look at, but they're def not what I'm lookin' for in a girl."
His rambles completed, the feline flopped back on his bed and stretched out until his paws hit the wall. He instinctively kneaded the wall, razor-sharp black claws sliding out of their sheaths to dig into the tough carpet that had been adhered to the walls to protect them from such unintentional attacks.