Mission 8

[skysmirror]

[The feed opens up to Xion rummaging through clothes on the Theatrical Deck. At least, the person looks like Xion--the same black coat and hair. The hair’s a little bit longer, though, and her coat looks a little too short now, as if she’d grown a few inches. The coat’s also unzipped, to allow for curves that weren’t there before. Fortunately, the t-shirt she always wears is loose and long enough to be decent still, and though her pants don’t look like they fit comfortably, she can at least wear them.

If the apparent “discard” pile is any indication, she’s not having much luck finding anything she likes. Finally she holds up a dark purple minidress and black leggings to herself to check that they might fit.]

I guess these’ll work...

[Her voice is a little different, too.]

Comments

[thesilenthero]

I must warn you that the costumes do not provide what one might consider very good clothing. I should also like to tell you that your Cambot is observing you, in case you were unaware.

[Lexaeus is loath to remind anyone of his clothing fiasco, but it seems fair to point it out.]

[skysmirror]

[Xion starts a bit at the sound of his voice--she hadn't realized Cambot was there. How embarrassing.]

Thanks, Lexaeus, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

[She gestures towards her the obviously too-small clothes she's wearing.]

I can't keep wearing these.

[thesilenthero]

[Lexaeus nods; he understands that one.]

I understand. Good luck with your search.

[skysmirror]

[She gives a tiny smile]

Thank you.