The first thing they (the dwarves) had done, was make sure that their new team member fit in properly.
This involved a bit of time hopping about just to get the right outfit done. And, of course, some little small-time robberies. Some baubles here, a golden calf there, it was all good.
After that, Cally was a full-fledged member. Especially after she'd fleeced a guy out of his golden breast plate and helmet. Randall was starting to see a real benefit to having a woman around.
Especially after seeing the mix-and-match outfit she'd assembled. Her outfit, from head to toe, started with a black, genuine WWII
Stalhelm, lifted straight from an unfortunate soldier's head, a dark green
Safari Jacket worn open over a pair of tank tops (grey and black), a
Black Watch tartan kilt (with a pair of black bike shorts underneath, for practicality's sake. She was surrounded by men who were quite short, after all) and ended with a pair of black leather WWI Russian
tanker boots.
Soon, they'd be off to Tokugawa-era Japan. Randall had ideas about stripping
Matsumoto Castle bare.
Cally was really starting to miss Mac. And she noticed the way Randall was starting to look at her. She really, really hoped she could find a way home, soon.
[ooc: OOC commentary welcome, IC stuff not possible, weee.]