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Ten Forward Lounge : Halloween Shenangians
Gaila squeaks.
She tries not to do that. People have a tendency to think it is adorable, and while that can be all kinds of fun in the right circumstances, she tries to aim for more professional as a general trait.
But, no. She squeaks. She squeaks, and spills her hot chocolate (laced with enough cayenne pepper to turn it pinkish) over her hand.
Then again, given her clothes have suddenly morphed in this, she has good reason.
If nothing else, she's now over six foot thanks to those heels. And there is a tiara. And...a whip?
"Um?"
She tries not to do that. People have a tendency to think it is adorable, and while that can be all kinds of fun in the right circumstances, she tries to aim for more professional as a general trait.
But, no. She squeaks. She squeaks, and spills her hot chocolate (laced with enough cayenne pepper to turn it pinkish) over her hand.
Then again, given her clothes have suddenly morphed in this, she has good reason.
If nothing else, she's now over six foot thanks to those heels. And there is a tiara. And...a whip?
"Um?"
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Yuna smiled before taking a seat. "What kind of strange things happen here?"
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"You mean beside a bunch of us turning up randomly from all kinds of times and places and dimensions?"
Not that she's objecting to turning up! Particularly as in her case the choice was 'turn up' or 'explode with rest of her ship'
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"How do you get used to it?"
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