as you stared, I strapped my helmet on;

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[ Today, this Aqua looks much less pleased than she normally does. Why's that?

Well, it might have something to do with the outfit the dressing room decided to give her - complete with real rabbit ears and tail!

Feel free to bother her; she's distracted by trying to tug the outfit so that it doesn't show so much cleavage. ]

Comments

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

...

[Jaw/floor otp?]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[W-why are you staring, omg. D8]

Terra!

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Makes a choking sound and looks the other way WELL, A LITTLE TOO LATE FOR MODESTY BUT HE'LL TRY.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[SHE APPRECIATES IT. Finally gives up, crossing one arm over the top of her chest. Those ears are totally drooping.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

Um, do you want me to go get something or...

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

...Please? None of the closets would open for me.

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[And he's rushing off to the nearest one he can find.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[Follows, keeping enough distance between them in case it's some kind of spell keeping the doors from opening for her.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[He reaches one door and looks for some of her normal clothes, handing them to her.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Terra.

[Flashes him a smile, turning to look for a bathroom or somewhere that she can change in.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[He'll put his hands in his pockets and wait, then.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[When she comes out, it looks like the DR's let her off fairly easily. She still has the rabbit parts, though.]

That's better.

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Trying not to stare at the ears.]

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

[.....]

Well this is new.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[..........

Wtf is this shit. Staring, sorry.]

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, uh. Brb side stepping back out the door to a closet to grab a blanket. He returns with it in his hands and tosses it to her.]

You might want to. uh. cover up.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[Catches it, draping it over herself so that she's covered.]

None of the doors would open, when I tried them.

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

It's probably another one of those random spells.

[He turns away a bit, crossing his arms.]

A waste of magic, if you ask me...

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

Mm, it is.

[Manages to fasten the blanket so she doesn't have to hang onto it.]

I wonder if there's a way to harness this place's magic.

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

It's a possibility. But considering the amount of magic users here, I would think someone would have figured it out by now if you could.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[Nods thoughtfully.]

Unless someone convinced every magic-user here to work together, it probably wouldn't work.

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

[A shrug.]

It could be worth a shot. Tricky though.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

It would be...

[Trails off, thinking.]

[clavigerous.livejournal.com]

You should give it a try. Who knows, maybe it will get us all out of here and stop--

[He glances down at her.]

--That from happening anymore.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[Is he checking her out.]

I think I might - if nothing else, it'll give me something to do that isn't training.