summoning

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[she hasn't been around for a while, but her costume has forced her to leave her lab. she's dressed in this, though her skin is only slightly tinged blue, and her hair has only gotten paler, not blue like the summon's. she's seated primly on a table, which has iced over completely, looking faintly annoyed. all things considered, it doesn't look that bad on her, but she's certain that her Other would have been mortified to be seen in such a state of dress. what a wonderful time to not have emotions.]

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*sneaks in a tag before pumpkin carving*

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[lifts an eyebrow when she notices her. she hadn't expected to see a Vexen of all people dressed in less clothing than her costume (http://lostonwallace.deviantart.com/art/ELVIRA-Hostess-with-the-Most-65268488).]

Well now.

oh u

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[well it's not like she chose it. raises an eyebrow right back, looking awfully high and mighty on her perch.]

VII. I see it got to you as well.

*and another* >>

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

So it did. I had wondered if I would see a familiar face during this latest event.

[folds her arms across her stomach, inspecting the other Nobody. all in all, perhaps she got off lucky.]

How's it coming? *downloading spooky music c:*

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

It is rather difficult to continue my work looking as I currently do.

[translation: my fucking hair kept knocking into things.]

\o/

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[smirks - would've found he sight of that quite amusing, actually. at least her own hair isn't that big.]

I can only imagine.

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[have you noticed the longest braid, curled around her side and falling off the table? shrugs delicately.]

I suppose this would all be much more bothersome if I could bring myself to truly care.

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[has indeed noticed it. how precious.]

At the very least you could call it disruptive.

[fakewitch.livejournal.com]

(oh hi, Namine Replica here, dressed like the Blue Fairy (http://www.snipetts.com/ashley/mymusicals/disney/pinocchio/images/blue-fairy01.gif).
she's looking for you, actually, because she got lost)

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[watches her silently, because she's not sure whether or not it's the Replica.]

[fakewitch.livejournal.com]

(oh hey notices her sitting on the table. but. isn't sure if it's her)

Vexen?

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[dips her head slightly in acknowledgement.]

Yes.

[fakewitch.livejournal.com]

(she's glad she found you, and very confused)

What's going on?

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[taps a clawed finger against the ice table, a hint of disgust on her face.]

It would appear we have fallen victim to a spell of some sort.

[of-illusion.livejournal.com]

[that's...certainly new. It makes her own "costume (http://fc16.deviantart.com/fs26/f/2008/039/d/3/Save_a_horse__ride_a_Zexion_by_Rynies.jpg)" look tame by comparison.]

So you are affected as well, IV.

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[nods slightly in response, eying the other with detached curiosity.]

It would appear so.

[of-illusion.livejournal.com]

[the skirt. is. too. short.]

I assume you've already tried to rid yourself of it?

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[at least you've got a skirt.]

Of course. Every time I clothed myself properly, the fabric froze over and shattered.

[of-illusion.livejournal.com]

[the half-sash thing still could count as a...partial skirt? she nods.]

It would be interesting to discover how this magic was augmented to be strong enough.

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[you can see the whatever-it-is that's covering my crotch. it doesn't count as a skirt.]

It would, which is why as soon as this little... spell... is over, I'm going to be looking at the sample of smoke I managed to take.

[zackyoucard.livejournal.com]

[Here's someone in a Moogle costume, you might be able to see faint glowing where the barred eyeholes are, though. The person inside is... well, snickering.]

That doesn't look comfortable, kupo.

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

It is surprisingly so, actually. No doubt more so than your costume.

[sneers faintly, eying her in distain.]

[zackyoucard.livejournal.com]

[She (tries) to scratch her head with her stubby Moogle costume arms... and laughs at herself.]

Yeah, it's starting to get a little stuffy in here, kupo. [she can't really cross her arms, so she just looks warily over at Shiva ice babe's direction.] Wait. Isn't that half of your bikini made out of ice, kupo?

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

Observant of you.

[and yet she's not bothered in the least.]

[zackyoucard.livejournal.com]

[She'd ask to poke it to see if it's actually ice, but she reasons with herself that a. she's a chick and b. chicks are sensitive. Come to think of it, she barely acts like a girl at times.]

It doesn't hurt? Aren't you afraid of getting frostbite there or something?

[femmistry.livejournal.com]

You assume I'm human.

[waves a hand over part of the table, small spikes of ice coming up along the path.]

And that I hold no sway over this particular element.