Jack waited patiently for her return, and as she entered the room he turned on the heels of his finely polished shoes, facing her.
He smiled slightly, more than approving of the vision before him. She was beautiful before, yes, but here she was a vision. He could quite easily get intoxicated.
He stood now, head to toe dressed like a man that belonged. He'd even had one of her people bring him the appropriate headwear. A wig to cover his short and out of place hairstyle. The only thing that remained was the strap on his wrist, mostly concealed under the lace of his shirt and heavy sleeve of his coat.
Stepping forward, he dipped his head at her, and then a perfect mimic of the time (if a little tongue in cheek with it), he placed one hand behind his back and bowed to her slightly.
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Date: 2009-12-01 05:03 am (UTC)He smiled slightly, more than approving of the vision before him. She was beautiful before, yes, but here she was a vision. He could quite easily get intoxicated.
He stood now, head to toe dressed like a man that belonged. He'd even had one of her people bring him the appropriate headwear. A wig to cover his short and out of place hairstyle. The only thing that remained was the strap on his wrist, mostly concealed under the lace of his shirt and heavy sleeve of his coat.
Stepping forward, he dipped his head at her, and then a perfect mimic of the time (if a little tongue in cheek with it), he placed one hand behind his back and bowed to her slightly.
"Will I do?" he asked as he looked back up.