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"Believe you me, Sir Bard, I make one FINE pirate wench!" She grabs the costume and wanders off to the change rooms, deciding it would probably be more fun to let Rayne chose his own crazy costume than to dress him up like the others.

"You're the only one who hasn't got a costume yet, ashke." Wind says, hoping Rayne we'll leave the women's section before picking out a costume for himself, but not entirely sure that will actually happen.

Winddance sighs, "I know, I know. I'm going right now." He goes to a change room and changes into the costume, grumbling the whole time.


and DarkFlower hears the grumbling, and giggles, "Wind-dear, you don't sound too happy. Is it not showing off enough for you?" She gets out of the change rooms first, maybe a little too adapt at putting on the pirate wench costume. It's almost IMPRESSIVE that this thing manages to show off more than her normal outfit. The skirt was, at longest, as long as the one from the dress, but it was also ragged, and the one thing her dress didn't show off was cleavage... and this dress has AMPLE amounts of that.

">Don't make me have to injure you.<"

"Oh, but this wasn't even a challenge, since it's supposed to look sexy. You know, evil mad hatters shouldn't smile so much, it ruins the effect." She giggles, knowing she has weird taste, but enjoying it all the same. It certainly wasn't her attitude that got her the name Darkflower, "That suit could stand to be more fitted... but I made a pretty good guess with the size ^^"

"You've always had an eye for size," Wind yells out, still in the changing room, "Which is why it's such a pity you can't fix a button, let alone sew."

She sticks out her tongue in the general direction of the changing rooms, "Just because you don't like being a slutty cowboy, don't take it out on me."

"Ooh~ Now that's more like it!" Flower declares, not even trying to hide how much she was checking him out... after all, that was in character for a pirate wench, right? "Maniacal laughter would work too ^~"

"Eee, you look so cute like that, don't you think so Wi-- That bum isn't out here yet? It doen't take that long to change. I'm going to go fetch him." Flower goes over to the dressing room Wind is in, and observes it for a moment. The door doesn't go all the way to the ceiling (as dressing room doors rarely do) but it does go all the way to the floor.

She shrugs, and grabs hold of the top of the door, pulling herself up through that gap... not without having to stop part way through, which probably resulted in quite a nice view for everybody in the store. She tumbles and falls right on Wind, who's only about half done changing, since he's purposefully being very slow about it.

What follows is an impressive 'argument' which consists entirely of Jkathan and Tayledras cursing, which then includes some bumping up against the stall walls as Flower dresses Wind, rather against his will.

"I'm glad you wore your hair in a braid today, it goes with it so well ^^"

"I'm so too tall for this."

"Nobody's going to be looking at your ankles, silly. Now," She puts the cowboy hat on him, and adjusts some of the strands of his hair that weren't in the braid. She then opens the door and shoves him out into the store.

Flower comes out and shrugs when Wind glares at her, "Fine, so your boyfriend's a freak who looked to your ankles, I can't help that. That was the longest one too. I guess we'll have to find something that shows off more leg for it to fit you."

"Must we?" Wind asks, wrapping his arms aroudn Rayne when the bard jumps on him.

"We should SO go to a club in costumes! But, I'm not wearing this then, I don't think I could have fun dancing in somethign this loose up top," She adjusts one of the shoulder straps that had slipped part way down her arm, in a 'see what I mean?' kind of way.

"I'm so not wearing this." Wind declares, "And you aren't allowed blackmailing me into either, Flower."

"I wouldn't! Even I'm not cruel enough to make my dear brother go out in something that didn't fit him. We're Tayledras, we have a reputation to uphold, and too-short chaps don't work into that reputation."