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[the_bloody_road]

[Dias stirs in his sleep, and immediately detects something wrong. He usually sleeps in his clothes - he still feels uneasy about anyone seeing his scars, even though Celes got a good look at them the day they arrived - but what he's wearing now isn't nearly as comfortable as his own clothing, so whatHe sits up and finds himself in a tuxedo. He can

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[lady_general]

[Celes awakens shortly after Dias does, her brain entering High Alert when she realizes the room they're in is not their bedroom. In fact, the distinctly romantic tilt to the place grates upon her nerves. Perhaps even worse, the dress she's been wrapped in is even more diabolical than usual. Not only that, she can barely move her legs in it.] ...For the love of the Triad.

[Oh look, it's Dias. Eating food with a level of intensity that she was certain was only supposed to be reserved for battle and perhaps a good game of chess. With some difficulty, trying to balance in the tall heels she's wearing and the impossible mobility of the dress, she shuffles over.] Please tell me this is some sort of mutual nightmare.

[the_bloody_road]

[The food gives him a good reason not to look at you, Celes. Or what you're wearing. Or anything else in the room, really, including the outfit he's in...although actually he looks kind of good in a tux. Tall, dark, and brooding.]

...No. In my nightmares, the food's a lot worse. [He seems to have kept that dry sense of humor intact, at least.]

[lady_general]

[Don't remind her about the tux, Dias. She knows all about tall, dark, and brooding. It's why she's currently boring holes into your head instead of looking anywhere else.]

Lucky us, then. [Why, no, that isn't sarcasm you hear. She takes a seat across from him.] Did you try the door?

[the_bloody_road]

Didn't bother. Somehow I don't think they dragged us here and dressed us up just so we could walk on out whenever we feel like. Knock yourself out, though.

[He lifts another bite of meat to his mouth and...pauses. Something Celes just said seems off, and for a moment he can't quite figure out why, and then it hits him.] ...wait. Your world worships her too?

[The diety of Dias' world is named Tria. Time for hilarious misunderstandings!]