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I suppose our captors believe they have quite the sense of humor, what with these miserable costumes.

Hmph. I refuse to allow them the satisfaction of spoiling my birthday.

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*Rachel is wandering somewhere through the village, perhaps in search of tea. Why does she look pissed off? Why, because she's dressed as another vampire loli, and being clad in Remilia's outfit any longer than she needs to be is rather infuriating.*

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*Nah, just hoping that they get him too. Or else she'll be embarrassed. :(*

You say that only because you do not know the harpy who calls this outfit her own.

Harpy? Aren't those some kind of bird-lady things with the big...

It looks nice. Almost like...uh...is it a maid outfit or something?

In mythology, yes. I am using the term metaphorically to describe a quite unpleasant girl I have unfortunately become acquainted with in this place.

It is entirely too pink for my tastes.

Well...you're a "girly" girl, right? With the hair and whatnot. So why not pink? You need a little color once in a while, other than black. And pasty-pale.

I wear red as well as black; is that not enough?

Even so, its pinkness is less offensive than the idea that this outfit is hers.

Well take it off! Come on, do I have to solve EVERYTHING for you? [Why is he still oblivious to the event's repercussions? I do not know.]

Are you daft?! Surely you do not think I would not have already done so were I not able!

If I take it off, it returns immediately!

Then it was meant to be.

I will not wear Remilia Scarlet's clothing. I will find a way out of this.

Okay, CALM DOWN. What about putting something on over it?

I have tried that as well. The garment vanishes.

Uh....can you paint it black? I'm kinda running out of stuff here.

Given that any and all other alterations to this thing are immediately reverted, I doubt that would fare any better.

So just come over and hang out with me and Andrew. We don't care. And we're getting a tabletop campaign together for good times.

*A bit of a pause.* ...a what?

A little roleplaying campaign? A party? Some action with the 20-sided die? You up for it? You'd be great!

*This is the most horrible mental image ever.* I have no idea what you're talking about. If this is one of your perverted teenage fantasies, I want no part in it.

It's a GAME, Rachel. To pass the time! Each player picks a character, and then we send them on quests together. And one person is the dungeon master--or "Game Manager", if you will--and that person organizes the quest and moves it along.

Very well.

And the point in all this is what?

Well that depends on who you are. If you're ME, the point is to have fun. If you're ANDREW, the point is probably hovering somewhere between "I need to preserve my geek cred" and "I actually think I am a dwarven mage." If you're YOU--?

If you were me, you could not see what would be "fun" about this silly little game of pretense.

[There is an audible sigh.] Look, you're steamrolling me for offering you some kind of social "out" while you're dressed like whoever-she-is. What if we let you be the DM? [She'll have to fight Andrew for that role.]

That would imply that I wanted to direct such things in the first place.

...very well. If you insist, I shall sit in and see if this warrants your interest.

Sweet! You won't regret it, Rach.

[[OOC: Andrew's player agrees: a log of this should be done.]

*Dryly* ...you say that as if I am not already.

(ooc: Yes. XD Poor guys. WHAT HAVE YOU WROUGHT, XANDER.)

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