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 Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 9:30 pm
After the dying process, Abbi wasn't going to push it. She held her hands up, palm out to indicate she wouldn't argue and hastened to follow instructions.
The leggings were grabbed and handed over, watching carefully as a white shirt was pulled out next.
Was this... Was Chel going to do what Abbi thought she was?
"Do you need a fake gun? I might definitely have one in my room I grabbed once to use for a potential cosplay." Because yes Abbi kept telling herself she was going to cosplay one day.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 9:35 pm
"That'd be awesome," Chel replied, "We can run down there before we go?" Abbi's dorm was just a floor down after all.
The leggings were hastily thrown on, and the vest on top of that. "Hand me those," she instructed, pointing to the hip belts and bags she used for missions. They weren't brown, but they were going to have to do. The same went for the black boots she put on- not perfect copies, but they were all she had.
While Abbi grabbed the bags, she moved back to her wardrobe, snatching a pair of pink (of course) shutter shades from where they hung on top of the mirror. She sat them on her head for now, so she could see what she was doing, but rest assured they would be on her face for most of the night to cover what she could of the scars.
Then she began digging around in her drawers for something. "I know they're here somewhere..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 9:53 pm
"Totes!" Abbi wiggled excitedly back and forth, not at all bothered by Chel's undressing. They were both girls, why should she be bothered? She was kind and looked uninterested, not that she thought Chel would mind being gawked at but more for privacy's sake, and hastened after the belts and bags indicated to her.
With a grin she offered them out, looking downright devilish.
"You're totally being Lady Solo, right? Er, Lady Han Solo? That's amazing, epic. Never would have expected less of you. Totally wish I had gone so nerdy." She sighed and motioned to herself. "Alas, I had to show off... All of this I-D-K."
"Whatcha lookin' for now?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 9:56 pm
Chel zipped up her pants with a grunt and only stopped searching when Abbi gave her the belts. Then began the annoying process of hooking the contraption up to herself.
"Not Lady Solo," Chel corrected. "I ain't no lady." Important differentiation that Chel repetitively had to make it seemed.
Nerdy? Her costume was not nerdy. Star Wars was definitely a non-nerd thing at this point. Maybe Chel was just sore- she didn't consider herself a nerd, and treated the word like an insult.
Once the belts were hooked up she went back to digging in her drawers until- aha! There they were.
Glowsticks!
She looped them around the belts, tying them and sashaying her hips a few times to make sure they'd stay hooked on. "Han YOLO."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:09 pm
Maybe Abbi had a more fluid definition of the idea of a 'lady' because really she considered anyone who defined themselves as a girl as a 'lady'. But she wasn't going to argue with Chel just in case her friend had a tenuous grasp on really wanting to attend the party.
So instead she watched quietly and waited, made no mention of noticing that Chel was off put by her use of the word nerd. That was another word she held in higher regard, used frequently and happily but would not bring up an argument on.
"Han Yolo... HAN YOLO AYYYY!" Abbi got it as soon as she said it and burst into laughter. "That's boss, I love it." She grinned and saluted her friend. "Maybe you don't need a gun with all this boss-ness going on."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:13 pm
"I want the gun," Chel said with a nasty grin on her face. Why would she pass up something like that?
The last step was makeup, because Chel was the type who couldn't leave the house without her battle armor. She especially wasn't going to greet Jack in this test of endurance without anything less than her perfection. It took a bit of patience, but she pulled out all the stops, even fake lashes with pink weaved in and tiny glitter bits glued to her face.
"You want anything done on you, miss nurse?" she asked when she was finished, batting her eyelashes to make sure they were going to stay in place.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:34 pm
Of course she wanted the gun.
But, as before, Abbi was not in the position of denying Chel things when she was pushing her to attend a party.
Instead she stood by, leaning against a wall and watched her friend apply a glittering amount of shades to her eyes, watched with interest and curiosity and studied looks to the way she flicked the brush into the colors and onto her skin. Maybe one day Abbi could learn the same, but she smiled when Chel was done and gave her a resounding thumbs up. It looked like art on her eyes and she was no judge of beauty if Chel didn't receive at least ten compliments on her make up by the end of the night.
"Uhhh... You have any suggestions? I got the false eyelashes on myself, that was the extent of my knowledge." Secretly Abbi wanted the attention of being dolled up again and batted her extra long lashes at her friend, hoping she would understand. It felt selfish to ask for makeup when she had already procured a partner for the evening, but Abbi was nothing if not dreadfully childish enough to want more.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:39 pm
Chel blushed in spite of herself. She wasn't used to receiving a lot of compliments, and even a thumbs up from Abbi had her through the roof.
"How 'bout some cherry red s**t? Nurses in porn always got that red 50s s**t goin' on." Chel was not very secret in her hobbies, but she did have the best intentions for Abbi. She gestured for Abbi to come closer, pushing her blues and purples out of the way in lieu of reds and whites. "Also, the false eyelashes look great dude." They didn't, actually. One was a little lopsided. But Chel knew that putting them on must have been hard for Abbi, and she knew what that felt like. "C'mere, we'll just add to 'em."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:46 pm
Wait, if this was going to veer into porn territory Abbi wasn't so sure she wanted to necessarily tread there. She hadn't ever actually seen any of that particular genre, so she couldn't say if she liked it or not (she was fairly confident she didn't), but well... If Chel thought it was a good idea...
"I trust your judgement!" She squeaked, and went quiet and still for her friend's better eye and use of color palette.
There was no doubt her make up was flawed, but she appreciated Chel's praise.
"I'm really glad you're coming to the party with me... I was kinda nervous to go by myself, yanno... I'm not uh... Usually dressed like this..." Freckled hands pulled up one of the thigh highs. "But with you along... I think its gonna be fun."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:51 pm
Makeup was applied and Chel gave her a smirk. No Chel would not make Abbi look like a porn star (she could, mind you, but chose not to). Instead she gave the girl some light, flossy, candy-red razzle dazzle.
"Don't worry pretty lady," she said quietly. It would have been gentle, had Chel's voice not been low and husky, damaged by all sorts of things. "I got ya." Chel was oddly focused, setting her scope on Abbi's lips and carefully applying the makeup like Abbi was a canvas and not a person. "You look fly as hell, and don't ya dare let people tell ya otherwise."
She used a little eyeliner to fix the lopsided fake lashes, doing her best to cover it up. The makeup job was relatively quick since she didn't want to force Abbi to sit for ages to let her touch up the contours. "Awright. Take a peek," she said, turning the girl around by the shoulders to face the mirror. "If it's good, we'll bounce."
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 11:41 pm
"I trust you!" So maybe it was said with a great deal more emotion and drama than was necessary, but Abbi felt far more joking tonight than normal, and only half of it was a front. Part of her was playing because she was in a revealing costume, but the rest of her motives were solely for making this night the most fun she could. Normally, Halloween was a night of hiding or wearing a costume no one got the reference to, and if Abbi thought about what happened this time last year she would find herself severely lacking in the same ideals. No handsome man was going to take care of her, so it was probably better to tend to her friend who needed the extra push.
"Woooooooow. You're like... A master of make-up! I look... I look, excuse my French, damn hot." Wow Abbi. Really vulgar there. "I am so good to bounce. I'm gonna bounce all night. This bra is crazy padded I'm gonna bounce like... I-D-K something mega bouncey cause look at this noise." She poked out her chest, which was pretty impressive from last year. "Autobots... Transform and......... ROLL OUT!" Yes, always references. Not sorry.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 11:45 pm
A reference Chel actually got! For once! "Starscream was always my favorite~" she cooed, picking up her runic daggers and tucking them into the belt. They didn't go with the outfit, but she didn't feel safe without them. Then again, she didn't feel safe even with them.
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They scooted to Abbi's dorm wherein Chel picked up the gun and struck a pose. Then they were off to the party.
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