Let's Play Dress-Up

[ladycoderring]

Um... Okay, when did I become a ballerina? Or a baker?

[Today, possibly somewhere near the center of camp, there is a confused-looking girl dressed like this and standing in front of several long rows of unusual articles of clothing, hung up as if they're waiting just for you! Drr drr d- No wait, we already had that post. Anyway, there's nothing

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[easybreezyidiot]

[BUMPING INTO YOU because Magneto's helmet covers her eyes]

My bad.

[romeowned]

[what even just happened]

It's alr-- ...

... Does Magneto know you have that?

[easybreezyidiot]

Duh! Like I'd steal from Magneto.

[romeowned]

So he just let you borrow it?

[easybreezyidiot]

Yeah. He's so cool!

[romeowned]

[trying to reconcile "cool" and "Magneto" in the same thought]

[easybreezyidiot]

[pulls the helmet up so she can see his face]

What?

[romeowned]

Uh, nothing. I've just never heard anyone talk about him like that before.

[easybreezyidiot]

He let me race a bullet.

[romeowned]

He what?

[easybreezyidiot]

He shot a gun and let me see if I could outrun the bullet.

[romeowned]

That sounds incredibly dangerous.

[easybreezyidiot]

No, it was fine. I'm the Breeze, so stuff like that's a piece of cake.

[romeowned]

I still don't like the idea of him shooting a gun around you.

[easybreezyidiot]

He wouldn't hurt me.

[romeowned]

He-- you're right, I don't think he would, but I don't think he's quite as... cool as you seem to believe he is, either.