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chirpchirpchirp) wrote2018-11-05 07:21 am
chirpchirpchirp) wrote2018-11-05 07:21 am
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Room 221, Monday Morning
Vette had intended to go out somewhere and have breakfast before class, but that plan had been interrupted a whole step out the door as she nearly kicked a little package that had been left for her to find.
It had to be for her to find, since her name was written on it in three different ways; in the High Galactic that everyone used here, in somebody's best effort at writing in Aurebesh, and in runes that she didn't entirely understand. And then there was the note inside, which she read a few times in her attempt to process what was happening here in the first place, before she retreated back into her room, sat down on the bed, and opened the package. As she did so, she went through an interesting series of emotions, from confused, to astounded, to utterly delighted.
He'd even made sure the shirts had wide necks so she could pull them on easily! Nobody ever thought about how she was going to get her lekku through!
Excuse her a little, she was gonna just quietly squeak and maybe hug all the things, now. One of those shirts was so getting worn today. And that scarf! She was totally a scarf person! As of right now.
She was not going to survive this boy, was she? She was pretty sure she was not going to survive this boy.
[OOC: Door and post open!]
It had to be for her to find, since her name was written on it in three different ways; in the High Galactic that everyone used here, in somebody's best effort at writing in Aurebesh, and in runes that she didn't entirely understand. And then there was the note inside, which she read a few times in her attempt to process what was happening here in the first place, before she retreated back into her room, sat down on the bed, and opened the package. As she did so, she went through an interesting series of emotions, from confused, to astounded, to utterly delighted.
He'd even made sure the shirts had wide necks so she could pull them on easily! Nobody ever thought about how she was going to get her lekku through!
Excuse her a little, she was gonna just quietly squeak and maybe hug all the things, now. One of those shirts was so getting worn today. And that scarf! She was totally a scarf person! As of right now.
She was not going to survive this boy, was she? She was pretty sure she was not going to survive this boy.
[OOC: Door and post open!]
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"Yes? Yes! Very yes? Probably yes?" Vette was going to blather in that vein for a few moments before just holding up a shirt for Lana's perusal, and then peering over the top of it. "Yes?"
Help.
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It was a cute shirt, but cute shirts didn't usually result in this level of squeaking. Well, not from Vette.
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Vette just kind of reached into the package and pulled out the other two shirts. And then the gloves. And the scarf.
And then she looked at Lana with wide eyes and mouthed, "From Sidon."
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You were totally special, Vette.
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"Please don't point that out."
She was... quietly squirming. Screaming inside a little.
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"I... I don't know? I don't think so? Why would you say that?"
WHY WERE YOU HELPING, LANA?
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She kind of trailed off, and then sat there floundering for a few seconds.
"I've never done this kind of thing before, okay?"
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She looked back down at the shirts.
"He seems pretty good at it. But maybe that's just Sidon, you know? All confidence, all the time."
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"I think I can do that."
She knew what she could do. Doing was easy.
Being was hard.