Crossdresser's Ball III

[hardlyboy]

[It's a nice, quiet evening in Camp Fuck You Die-- perfect for a spring formal, don't you think? well, Camp sure thinks so, anyway. Near the Center has sprung up a now familiar pink tent, and you will find yourself inexplicably drawn inside; once you cross the threshold, however, your style of dress may have just changed to something rather

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[hardlyboy]

[and standing in a corner near the entrance is one Detective Prince(ess?) wearing this and blushing to her roots. strangely enough, her platform boots are still on.]

[moondropkick]

[DRAPIN' IN ON YOUR PERIPH IN THIS]

[hardlyboy]

[jumps and then relaxes slightly]

A-ah, J-Judith-san.

[moondropkick]

Hey.

[hardlyboy]

[... oh, hey. leans back? can I do that?]

Good evening.

[moondropkick]

[yes this is a++ approved]

I didn't peg you as the fancy party type.

[hardlyboy]

I'm not, exactly. I've had to attend formal gatherings such as this in the past, but I don't consider myself entirely suited for the occasion.

[moondropkick]

So how'd you wind up here?

[hardlyboy]

The same way many do, I imagine... it was not of my choosing.

[moondropkick]

That's too bad. You look nice, at least.

[hardlyboy]

I-I, er... I don't... I suppose... [mumblemumble] It isn't as bad as Camp could have done.

[.///.]

[moondropkick]

I'm not complaining.

[hardlyboy]

[fidgets, glancing at Judith over her shoulder]

You, ah... you look... nice, as well.

[... eyerakes, and when she realizes what she did, turns so red]

[moondropkick]

[laughs, leaning on more]

What's wrong~?

[hardlyboy]

[fjsldg;h]

Nothing-- nothing is wrong. Nothing at all.

[moondropkick]

If Naoto says so, I'll trust her judgment.