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[mycursedface]

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

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[will_scarlett]

Will is trying to get some food and its not working, so he's grumbling at the Bar and doing his best to hide, well as much as someone wearing that much red can.

[mycursedface]

"I think she is broken."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, yer grace, tis signs 'bout it, which tis just bothersome. Sometimes will work an tis tenders too just na now."

[mycursedface]

"Tenders? Oh, the people who serve."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, yer grace, tis usually some 'bout 'specially with the switch that 'appened."

Will needs more water and food since he's got the remains of an awful hangover and is still in this horrid red outfit.

[mycursedface]

"I will...have to ask one of them, then."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, yer grace, forgive me for bein' so useless today."

[mycursedface]

"It's not your fault."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, yer grace sort o'is cause I drank too much an so 'ave a 'ango'er an I'm wearin' this bloody bright thing."

[mycursedface]

"Someone dressed you up while you were passed out?"

[will_scarlett]

"Oh nay, yer grace, was awake when this 'ppeared, 'asna left since yesterday. 'ad two dogs destroy the 'at an it still comes back."

[mycursedface]

She doesn't laugh.

Nope.

[will_scarlett]

He's used to the laughter and also its kind of good to see Medusa not looking so scared, she's still scary, but well its nicer,

"Tis a stubborn thing, yer grace."

Though he does give a good grin while he says that.

[mycursedface]

"It certainly sounds like it."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, yer grace, but 'pparently tis part o'the outfit, least na one's done a thing to ye."

[mycursedface]

"Wouldn't dare."