"Today we dress our alteregos!" Edna announced, "and before you ask, no what you are wearing right now will not do." She glanced at a few particularly horrifying examples in the class Claudia and shuddered. "Your job, when you are not being a superhero, is to blend into the background! To be completely unremarkable! To have your neighbors, if asked
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Relatedly, they could wrestle his swoopy longcoat from his cold, dead fingers. Ahem.
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He shot her a look. "Not particularily," he said. Kindly. Really.
Mind, he'd have said that to just about anyone in this room. Why couldn't he just make them sort Merlin into all of his classes?
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"Well, I've already picked out something and I don't feel like doing it again. At least take a look."
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And he could go back to glaring at Edna. Much of a profession, that.
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The upside of deciding you hated something before you saw it was that anything that took more effort than indifference was scrapped from the menu, generally.
He glanced sideways at Fiona. "I'm sure whatever you have on will be fine."
Yeah. He was not dressing a woman. In God's name, that was just-- not right.
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"Then I suppose we're both done."
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She looked at the other clothes in the rack. "We could find you something really classic too..."
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