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Character(s): Rise and Noel
Location: Noel's room (B107)
Rating: PG
Open/closed/finished: Semi-open, if you happen to be in the area?
Summary: Rise (accidentally!) ruined her uniform and now she's showing it off.
It hadn't taken Rise long to shimmy into Terra's spare uniform, so after writing a quick note of thanks to her roommate she was out the door and on her way to B107, mysterious lump of cotton in tow.
She found the room with relative ease, and knocked at the door.
"It's me! Open up in there!"
Location: Noel's room (B107)
Rating: PG
Open/closed/finished: Semi-open, if you happen to be in the area?
Summary: Rise (accidentally!) ruined her uniform and now she's showing it off.
It hadn't taken Rise long to shimmy into Terra's spare uniform, so after writing a quick note of thanks to her roommate she was out the door and on her way to B107, mysterious lump of cotton in tow.
She found the room with relative ease, and knocked at the door.
"It's me! Open up in there!"
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"Thanks for inviting me over, by the way. Is your roomie in?"
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"A-Ah...! I think I recognize you... from the ball..." Her eyes dilated at the sudden recollection. She had taken note of quite a few people from that corner of her's ... mostly out of subdued jealousy. "Were you... dancing...?"
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"I danced a little. I had more fun observing, stuff like that. You know?"
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"Do you ever wear makeup, Noel?" She asked innocently, smiling all the while.
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Now things were starting to get a bit more suspicious, but Rise's baby steps plan might have some merit to it. She shifted her eyes awkwardly. "Um... weren't you going to show me something?"
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"What do you think?" she asked, somewhat proud of the mess.
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