[This is Celes.]
[This is Celes looking pissed off.]
[This is Celes looking pissed off while giving a good view of herself in this
lovely costume.]
Honestly. Just what - Damn it. [And now this is Celes realizing that she’d turned on the video function rather than the voice function and irritably switching over. Say goodbye to the nice view,
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That's . . . an awfully kind offer for someone you've never met. [Still unsure.]
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So if you'll tell me where you are, I'll bring you something to wear as soon as I finish it.
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... I suppose it couldn't hurt. [Privately texts the address.]
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[She opens the door at the knock, and notes the bundle of fabric over Caster's arm before she steps back and invites her inside.]
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Please excuse me, then. [ Afterwards, she enters. She knows that it isn't complete, and she's missing a few of the gestures. However, this was, essentially, Canada, and she wasn't even certain whether the young lady was accustomed to those mannerisms. ]
So, I hope this will be to your liking, ah...Miss Celes? [ She utters her name inquisitively, only having her open exchange on the NV to base it off. ]
[ At the same time, she gently slips the fabric from her arm, unfolding it with both hands to reveal a white cloak, trimmed with silver lining. As promised, she had tailored in two, slender openings for the wings. Since she wasn't a seamstress, the edges of the gaps weren't completely even, but they weren't blatantly noticeable. At the very least, she felt confident that they wouldn't cause any problems when worn. ]
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You don't have to call me "Miss." Just Celes is fine.
[She politely takes the cloak, and in all honesty, she rather likes it. A white cloak was not uncommon garb for her back home.] Thank you. [It's a little awkward to put on, but she manages to do it without undue trouble. Having a little more fabric covering her feel rather nice.]
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You're welcome. [ A brief pause as she studies the magic enchanting it, but she quickly decides to keep her thoughts undisclosed on it. ] Oh, by the way, my name is Caster. It is good to meet you...[ Another temporary pause as she reminds herself to omit the 'Miss'. ] ...Celes.
Given the day and timing of this costume that you have on involuntarily, I have a feeling that it will only last until the end of Halloween, so I wouldn't worry about it too much. [ She speaks gently, soothingly, in an effort to sound reassuring. ]
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Caster. That's something of an unusual name. [Sounds more like a title or a profession to her.] It's good to meet you as well.
[A part of her wants to turn up her nose as the soothing tone; she doesn't need to be placated like some child. But she's learned manners and tact to some degree, and stops herself. Caster is just trying to be helpful.] Perhaps. Though it galls me to see magic used for such a frivolous reason. [Forcing people into costumes? Seriously?]
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[Her voice gets more bitter here.] But then the Empire, which sought to conquer every last inch of the world, found a way in, and kidnapped Espers for experiments on how to weaponize magic and also how to impart it to humans. It would give them an advantage no other army could boast.
[A soft snort of disgust and she looks down at her hand.] My own ability is because of the infusion of an Esper's essence into my body. It had to die for me to be able to do what I can do.
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