You've been glancing over at the bar from your table for a while now. The target of your attention: a purple and lavender otter, dressed to the nines in a kilt and jacket. Usually otters, especially garish *purple* ones, aren't your type...but the entire package of this guy has a hold on you and won't let go. You wave your waitress over and tell her to get the otter whatever he wants, with your compliments. As she leaves to talk to the bartender, the otter extends his arm, checks his watch and shakes his head. He starts to pull his wallet out of his sporran as the bartender talks to him and points your way. This otter fellow glances in your direction, light flashing off the glasses set on his muzzle, and turns back to the bartender without even a smile. "Hmph," you think, "so much for trying to break the ice."

You turn back to your drink and book only to be startled by a quiet cough. Looking up, the otter fellow is standing there with his hands on his jacket tails framing his belly and by god, this smoldering look in his eyes. "May I join you? My date appears to have stood me up. Our drinks will be over in a moment," the fellow says as you sit there staring. "S...sure," you say, recovering...

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A "To the Nines" commision by Donryu. I wanted to get something I hadn't seen before in these, and wanted something that was possible to see me in sometimes: my kilt. So here we have Syr, looking very dashing, and you've just bought him a drink. The night may be looking up for you.

Fabulous art: Donryu
Syr by meeeee
Kilt and Prince Charlie jacket by the grace of God and Scotland.