Mission Twelve

[skysmirror]

[Xion's Cambot has been having fun catching all the wardrobe changes lately, and apparently they aren't finished, because he catches Xion walking down the hall in another new outfit, carrying her normal clothes.

Here, see, it's pretty.

Though, uh-oh, now she's caught him. She hugs the clothes she's carrying to her chest, as if that can make up for the low neckline. If it's possible look slightly uncomfortable yet resigned at the same time, she does.]

You're recording again, aren't you?

Comments

[virtualunknown]

I could teach you a bit.

[skysmirror]

That'd be nice.

[virtualunknown]

Anytime you'd like.

I think we can actually go ahead with that log--things are less busy than I thought. XD;;

[skysmirror]

Maybe I can come by a little later then?

'k. :3 I'm probably going to head off soon, tho'.

[virtualunknown]

Sure. I'll get things set up.

'Sallgood, just thought I'd let you know.

[skysmirror]

Great--see you then.

Okay. :) I can get it started, if you want?

[virtualunknown]

Bring your Cambot.

That'd be great--thanks.

[skysmirror]

Okay.

[Meanwhile, Cambot starts playing the "Jaws" theme quietly. It's not going to like this, is it?]

[virtualunknown]

...so dramatic.

[skysmirror]

Just a little.

[Now she is using some of the snark she picked up from Axel.

[virtualunknown]

[Grin~]

See you soon.

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Wrong icon.-_-;;

[skysmirror]

Right.

((Thank you~))