[Sampo can tell that exact moment when Gepard's eyes meet his, when his face solidifies into his Polite Captain expression. It's a very effective expression, it masks whatever else is going on underneath Gepard's pretty, well-dressed exterior. When they had first met, Sampo hadn't thought that there was much going on beneath Gepard's Stern Commander face, but he's learned-- the good Captain wears a mask nearly as well as any Masked Fool, he just takes it all seriously.]
[Gepard exits the ballroom after his dances are concluded and he can slip away from the tenacious grasps of hopeful brides-to-be. Sampo follows via a different route, making a brief pit-stop for a wardrobe change into something a little less waitstaff and a little more flattering-- if he's going to potentially take yet another form of Gepard's virginity, he ought to at least be dressed to impress. Put a little effort into it! And, besides, he loves an excuse to wear his Sunday best.]
[And of course he knows that Gepard is waiting for him. Setting a cute little trap, luring him in. And one could argue that it's not an effective trap because Sampo knows that it's there, but... it is successful at getting him to walk into it, so it's not a total failure, either.]
Oh Captain, my Captain! [He strolls down the totally not a trap hall, dressed in a pink suit that the rest of the party-goers would certainly be appalled by. Doesn't the color complement his complexion so nicely, Gepard? He picked it out himself.] Are you waiting for me? You'll miss out on so many dances if you hide away up here. All those ladies will be so disappointed!
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[Gepard exits the ballroom after his dances are concluded and he can slip away from the tenacious grasps of hopeful brides-to-be. Sampo follows via a different route, making a brief pit-stop for a wardrobe change into something a little less waitstaff and a little more flattering-- if he's going to potentially take yet another form of Gepard's virginity, he ought to at least be dressed to impress. Put a little effort into it! And, besides, he loves an excuse to wear his Sunday best.]
[And of course he knows that Gepard is waiting for him. Setting a cute little trap, luring him in. And one could argue that it's not an effective trap because Sampo knows that it's there, but... it is successful at getting him to walk into it, so it's not a total failure, either.]
Oh Captain, my Captain! [He strolls down the totally not a trap hall, dressed in a pink suit that the rest of the party-goers would certainly be appalled by. Doesn't the color complement his complexion so nicely, Gepard? He picked it out himself.] Are you waiting for me? You'll miss out on so many dances if you hide away up here. All those ladies will be so disappointed!