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[womanwhofights]

Characters: Cousland, whoever else that might be scrounging around for stuff
When: Several days after arrival
Where: City Square
What: The Warden gets tired of the ratty "I <3 Abax" shirt she found and goes to find a better wardrobe. Fashion sense = zero.
Open or Closed? Open
Rating/Warnings: Pg -13 for language, just to be safe?

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[justhitjackpot]

Being from a newer time of squishier humans and flimsier clothing, Travis didn't have quite the same issues as Cousland did with the clothes selection in Abax. But then again, he wasn't a woman, and his fashion sense was... well, a bit less than practical as far as protection from angry bears went.

Still, hospital scrubs had gotten old fast. Saying he was eager to get rid of the stupid outfit was an understatement.

Today was his--what, second? third day? the perpetual darkness was confusing, he'd need to pick up a calendar--and, likewise, his second or third time browsing the shops in the city square for supplies. Mainly clothes. Sure, the Touchdown wardrobe wasn't terribly groundbreaking, but he liked his funny shirts, and he hadn't quite found a proper replacement for his jacket. He'd already grabbed an armful of clothes he'd deemed decent enough

[womanwhofights]

Hey, angry bear defense is importantThe knight looked up from the rack of tops she was searching through at the greeting to wave back with her free hand. Apparently she'd found a few passable tops - two or three black/grey tees were draped over her own arm. "Likewise. Fancied a bit of a wardrobe change, did we?" Not that the wares were much better than wearing a jester's outfit, honestly. Sigh