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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:10:28 GMT -6
"So, you're saying I have a hand in what you psychos dress me up in?"
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:10:40 GMT -6
"No, but we can discuss it."
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:13:15 GMT -6
"What exactly would we discuss regarding it?"
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:14:23 GMT -6
"If you dislike pink," it repeated.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:15:14 GMT -6
"Well, I don't really have much of an opinion regarding the color." Taylor said.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:19:02 GMT -6
It passed a black light jacket over to some Zourima, which pulled it onto her, leaving it open. Black, but with a white stripe up each arm, and ending at around her elbows instead of down to her wrists.
It then pulled out a dark gray skirt and started to pull it up with help from the Zourima, fastening it with a thick, sparkly belt. It stopped for a bit to think.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:19:45 GMT -6
Definitely not quite as bad as she thought it might have been.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:20:43 GMT -6
"When we're done here we're going out," it said, finding a leather bracelet to slip onto her left wrist, and then a gold necklace to slip around her neck.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:22:52 GMT -6
"Going out?" Taylor asked. The other Zourima looked up as well.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:23:23 GMT -6
"I want to take you for a walk. Leash, of course, like a dog." It looked to the other one, "Unless you say otherwise."
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:28:24 GMT -6
"Don't do it somewhere too terribly public." The other Zourima said. "We had one escape when some red Kyoryuger killed the one with her, so keep company with you. And make sure she can't call for help."
"A... a leash?" Taylor muttered. This seemed unreal. Well, even more than it already was.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:30:39 GMT -6
"It'll be ok," it told the other one. It looked at Taylor and ran a hand through her hair, pondering. It drew out a brush, similar to the comb it had had earlier. It was special. It began to comb her hair, leaving the black a blonde now with every swipe.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:32:11 GMT -6
"What are you... oh please tell me that's reversible." Taylor muttered. She didn't like being a blonde.
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Post by Grey on Dec 27, 2013 23:34:33 GMT -6
The Zourima didn't actually know, so didn't answer.
It walked back to the closets and began to look.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 27, 2013 23:38:12 GMT -6
Taylor looked down at her outfit again. She wondered what else it'd do at this point.
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