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It has been a couple of months, and the weather is cool enough even on Libya’s coast to warrant some additional clothing. In Medusa’s case, this means a pair of leather trousers underneath her tunic. And before anyone starts thinking that her trousers are stylish, they are not; different shades from different hides, sown together (yes, neatly) to make a decent covering.
She manages to make it to the Bar without looking up through luck, the snakes’ helpful remarks and the fact that the soft chiming of her gold feathers combined with the snakes’ rustling and hissing makes sure that people move out of her way.
(she doesn't notice the costumes, and neither do the snakes)
Medusa rests a hand against Bar’s top, and asks, “Could I have a copy of those shades that Mel gave me?”
Nothing happens.
“Please?”
There is a long pause before, finally, two red lamp shades appear. The Gorgon glares at the Bar.
“Bloody good you are,” she mutters darkly.
[ooc: I have to run to work in two and a half hours, but couldn't resist! I also don't have AIM, so questions, comments and random chat all go here
She manages to make it to the Bar without looking up through luck, the snakes’ helpful remarks and the fact that the soft chiming of her gold feathers combined with the snakes’ rustling and hissing makes sure that people move out of her way.
(she doesn't notice the costumes, and neither do the snakes)
Medusa rests a hand against Bar’s top, and asks, “Could I have a copy of those shades that Mel gave me?”
Nothing happens.
“Please?”
There is a long pause before, finally, two red lamp shades appear. The Gorgon glares at the Bar.
“Bloody good you are,” she mutters darkly.
[ooc: I have to run to work in two and a half hours, but couldn't resist! I also don't have AIM, so questions, comments and random chat all go here