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*There is a dull thud, and then the feed flickers on - it seems somebody has thrown the book onto the ground in disgust. That somebody is a petite-looking blonde girl in the standard New Feather sundress, though her hair is tied up in tails by two black ribbons that some might say make her look like she has rabbit ears.

And she is absolutely livid; all but steaming as she speaks sharply out loud.* --the meaning of this?

Is this some pathetic joke? Have you any idea of with whom you're dealing? To take someone like me and affix these... appendages - not to mention to forcibly change my clothing? How disgusting. I feel as though I shall never be again, thanks to the hands of you perverted, mouth-breathing imbeciles.

Nago, Gii, where are you? Come here at once! Every time I imagine you cannot possibly become more useless, you prove me wrong.

Whatever feeble-minded idiot has summoned me to this place, I demand to be returned this very instant! If you are hasty, I might even deign to show you mercy - the longer you drag your heels, the more excruciating my retribution will become.

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[Don't worry, Rachel. Noel got a strange sense of deja vu when she wore that!]

I'm sure it'll be there; everyone's belongings always seem to turn up in those stores.

[...minus Bolverk.] Um... do you want me to show you the way?

*Rachel is sure she did.* As much as I hate to place even the slightest burden on someone so incapable, I seem to have little choice.

I will follow you, for the time being.

[Rachel joined the party!]

It's not that difficult of a task. [And she'll start walking, expecting Rachel to follow.]

*It just isn't a party until Rachel is there.*

I see no reason to amend my previous statement. *And follow Rachel does!*

[And eventually, the two will reach the...plaza. Yeah. In front of the clothing shop, respectively.]

This is it.

*Sourpuss Rachel is a sourpuss, and just glowers at it* Hardly haute couture, isn't it?

[She opens the doors, looking at Rachel nervously.]

Hardly... what? [... ~~/cricket chirp :|~~]

*If Rachel were the facepalming type, she totally would have.* My point precisely.

Eh? ...R-Right.

[COME ON IN, RACHEL. BEHOLD THE VARIETY OF CLOTHES.]

*Rachel all but glides in, and starts looking at all of the very unfamiliar outfits on the walls* And you say you found your garments here, as well?

*A pause* I'm surprised to see that it wasn't your Librarium uniform.

[Noel will probably... help her out with that. Yeah.] Well, I found that one eventually, but... I don't see any reason why I should wear it here.

[Or back in their world.]

Nor do I. The last thing you should be doing is clinging to that wretched little institution.

[She sorts through some of the outfits... nope, nothing here.

At that, however, she nods. After everything that's transpired...] You're right. [...] I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore.

*Gdit where is her dress.* My, my. It seems that even a kicked stray knows when it ought to have had enough.

[Unsurprisingly, that statement annoys Noel.

She'll just keep looking for her outfit and try to ignore it.]

*And then... outfit find!*

Hm. So it was here, after all. Must they hang it with all of these other rags?

[Oh, yay. B|]

It's good that you found it, at least.

*Look this is HIGH FASHION, Noel.*

Better something that reflects a modicum of taste than this... silly thing.

[Point.]

The least they could do is let you keep your clothing when you arrive. [...then again...]

*Rachel is eying it now. Is she really going to need to make holes for the wings? She hates this place.*

Don't be foolish. If you are meant to be experiments, what better way to slowly try and crush your individuality?

[Yes. ...Or you could always hide it, too.]

I... I didn't think of it like that. [Oh god, she has another point.]

*But that would be uncomfortable :(*

Oh, I know you didn't.

[THEN YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE DO!!! >8C]

... Do you need anything else?

*Rachel does not Make Do. D:<*

Where does this insufferable little world expect us to live?

Well... you saw them outside, right? There's a lot of empty houses and apartments in the area.

[...something tells Noel that Rachel will not like this idea.]

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