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Parker would have been prepared for a fairy princess costume. Thanks to her association with Amy, she actually has practice with long, sweeping gowns, ribbons, and circlets.
Instead, she finds herself in slinky, inky black. Black boots, black pants, black shirt, high-collared black leather jacket. Parker frowns. The last time she saw a get-up like this, she’s pretty sure she was passing through Manticore.
She also finds that she is being poked by objects in odd places, the most uncomfortable one being at the small of her back. Parker automatically reaches around to remove the offending item.
“Holy GOD!”
The pistol is now being held by the butt between Parker’s thumb and forefinger, barrel carefully pointed at the floor.
And she looks remarkably like someone who has just found a slumbering rattlesnake tucked into her waistband.
[OOC: Because this is a costume, the gun is, in fact, a very realistic looking fake. Parker's not a weapons person so she's fooled for the moment. Someone who knows guns wouldn't be once they see it up close, though.]
Instead, she finds herself in slinky, inky black. Black boots, black pants, black shirt, high-collared black leather jacket. Parker frowns. The last time she saw a get-up like this, she’s pretty sure she was passing through Manticore.
She also finds that she is being poked by objects in odd places, the most uncomfortable one being at the small of her back. Parker automatically reaches around to remove the offending item.
“Holy GOD!”
The pistol is now being held by the butt between Parker’s thumb and forefinger, barrel carefully pointed at the floor.
And she looks remarkably like someone who has just found a slumbering rattlesnake tucked into her waistband.
[OOC: Because this is a costume, the gun is, in fact, a very realistic looking fake. Parker's not a weapons person so she's fooled for the moment. Someone who knows guns wouldn't be once they see it up close, though.]