WHO: Penelo, and any ladies getting ready for the Masquerade Ball! [[ooc: See
here and
here.
WHAT: Pre-Ball Primping!
WHERE: Housing district- in a townhome of a very, very tolerant friend
WHEN: A few hours before the Masquerade ball!
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All eyes on me, and the things you choose to be... )
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Max had been helping, of course, so it was only too easy to drag her along to 'get a few extra things' only to take a detour to a townhouse in the housing district.
Yes, this was necessary, Claire had persisted.
One hand wrapped around Max's forearm, she was carrying too large bags in the other, slowly coming up to knock on the door.
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"Hi, welcome!" She chirruped, cheeks already flushed, even without blush powder.
She paused as she surveyed the faces more clearly, recognizing the little pictures in her journal.
"Oh, Claire! Hello! Welcome! And you must be-"
Penelo's cheery face seemed to pale a little, though her smile didn't change.
"And Max. Good evening!"
She stepped aside, holding the door open.
"Come on in!"
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"I'm not going to have fun at the dance, and you know it." She grumbled. Especially since she didn't know how to dance. It had never really occurred to Jeb as something to teach runaway mutants.
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Oh yes. Hair time.
"Actually," she said then, both pin and brush poised, "you might want to put the dress on first. So we don't mess up your hair when you try to put it on. Just in case."
With her grinning like that, Max would probably only be all too aware of the fact that this was further punishment.
Max deserved it.
Hell, Max deserved to be stabbed by these hair pins after what she'd done just the other day. Honestly. Was that. Even. Necessary.
"You'll have fun, whether you like it or not," Claire said matter-of-factly. Oh, the ball would be payback time. More than.
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"You didn't have to do that." Max grumbled. She didn't want to be primped. She didn't want to go to the ball. She really didn't feel the need to girlify herself like Claire did.
Maybe some growing part of her really did want to be seen as a girl, but as of now, Max was safely rooted in her tomboy habits.
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She fidgeted. "Aum. Make yourself at home!
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There was a huge commotion just outside of Penelo's house. A grown woman with her wavy brunette hair tied back in a ponytail wearing an apron was dragging - with all of her might - a young man in his mid-teens down the street.
This was indeed how Hamano Jennifer treated her youngest son.
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"It's for girls, Mother," he tried, squirming against her grip. "I can't - GAH - go in!"
'Mortified' was nowhere near strong enough to describe how he felt at the moment.
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Wait, were they coming toward their house?
Oh, dear.
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She had him around the chest and shoulders, slowly walking backwards as she made her way towards the house.
Really, he should have been thankful she hadn't just knocked him out already with her defense techniques.
Heaven help Rivelata if she ever found a rapier with which to defend herself.
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"Penelo-san?" She called softly.
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"Hello, Kisa!" She smiled and offered her hand to hold, to lead inside, "Are you excited for tonight?"
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It was true, she was unused to being so accepted and her presence desired at a function. Her world was usually that of peers that shunned her, and quiet days with the few who truly loved her.
But here people were so nice! Kisa laughed, purely out of excitement as she was led inside.
"This is going to be so much fun, isn't it Penelo-san?"
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"Yes! It'll be a blast! I hope more people arrive soon...
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She pulled her bag further up on her shoulder and finally seeing the house she was looking for made her way over. Ploping the bag down on the step, Yuffie knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer.
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She turned, fell into a fighters stance and put up her fists. She didn't pull out a weapon because it was most likey a friend with a worring streak....or it could even just be another girl comming to the party, either way better to be safe.....then dragged to where ever Cloud was staying and chained to something. Or killed...there were still cats and this had been advertised and....
Finally Yuffie looked at who had set off her awareness. It was only another girl. Who...was now walking away? That set her off again. Could it be a spy? Or one of the Cats....with a giant...Axe? Totally not useful. The kid was shorter then she was!
"Hey!" Yuffie called out to the girl. "You there! Where are you going?"
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So, she chose an option, and it was a terrible one. Because she turned on her toes, gracefully spinning to face the girl in the distance and called back, "This way!" Then, Subaru turned this way and began to walk in it, far away from that house. And if makeup was too beyond her to do by herself, then she would change her costume to being a jester instead of an angel.
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