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 Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:24 pm
Jerry had no idea what was coming out of Allen's mouth, but after having successfully changed and oblivious to the bras and panties flashing around him, he instead stared starry-eyed at his Leader. Oh my god. He liked to sing. He wasn't very good but. it was always the ENTHUSIASM that counted! Oh man oh man oh man... 
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:25 pm
The look of relief on her face was hysterical, but Syd quickly dragged the strange outfit on over her usual clothes, letting her heartbeat slow from the panicked pounding to a rapid tempo.
"Thank you," she said gratefully. "I was... ah... caught off guard," said the girl that had been grabbed by a Yeti and still managed to shoot him straight on before puking her guts out.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:27 pm
Davey watched the drama unfold, chin propped in one hand. He'd been surprised - and ready to clear the room - when the fight broke out, but it died off just as quickly. To his displeasure, it seemed like at least one of these guys was a division captain. "Is there a sanity test you have to fail in order to be given your own division?" he wondered aloud. When the black material was thrown at him, Davey had to sit up properly to grab the robes before they hit his face. He watched as others shook them out and held them up. Davey wasn't pleased. "Seriously? How the ******** am I getting that on properly?" he asked Marcus and Gale, the only people sitting nearby that he knew. Trying his goddamn shoelaces was hard enough, now he was expected to master the art of Japanese traditional wear? This guy made him miss Dr H and Clarice - they never let up about his disability, but at least they (rather, Clarice) tried to make things slightly easier on him. ... And then the singing began. Davey closed his eyes and prayed for patience. Suddenly he was very glad that the Moon division didn't have a leader at the moment.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:28 pm
Aleister at some point had slipped in before Caelius stormed out and sat there quite the whole time. His eyes were on the phone and not at the death leader. Perhaps the trainee had figured out how worthless he was?
Not likely the phone was in his hand as he looked at the text. Of course, eventually he glanced up when Allen had stirred and then the whole splitting the table in half deal. Aleister slid his chair back staring at the chaos. He frowned and then shrugged.
Allen then pulled out the robes and demanded they put them on. He stared at them and the tag giving a small frown. This wasn't even real. "Uh.... are these suppose to be cosplay outfits." He said looking a little confused. Was this why Caelius was in such a bad mood.
He honestly preferred his uniform.
Pooka sighed in his head, <Is this leader one of those.... fanboys?>
"Prolly...." Aleister muttered in reply to Pooka as he sighed just pulling off his coat and just putting on the outfit over the rest of his stuff. He wasn't about to take off his actual uniform for fear that Caelius might actually decapitate him. At least this stuff was loose, easy solution. Plus it was a costume, so that meant he wasn't about to wear it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:31 pm
His eyes. His ears. They burned. He had no wish to see everyone naked (Just the ladies. Hey he was a guy ok?) and he did not wish for them to see him naked either (Just the ladie- ok you got the point.)
But one of them had his guns out and he was pretty sure that singing counted as a form of torture that would only stop if he bit the bullet.
Michael sighed, before striping off his jacket, vest and shirt and outing the weird robe thing on like he saw the others and then shimming his pants off.
Mission I'm not showing any of the guys my undies was a success. Ha! Take that Sun dudes.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:40 pm
Wash wasn't sure what was going on. Yeah he'd been handed the rather frumpy looking house dress, but surely no one would wear- He looked around, speechless.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:41 pm
It did not help that suddenly people were undressing and just- WHY. WHY. WHY.Looking at all the sun trainees he just couldn't help it. "I am so sorry." He shook his head. "I am so, SO sorry." Marcus was guessing the Moon division leader was into baking and bedazzling if Julie was anything to go by. Looking at Davey he groaned. "I don't even ******** know. Maybe just keep the top half undone? Just-" Marcus got as far as taking off his shirt before he sighed again. " It's a nerdy Julie." Could be heard by a few around him. He was glad he wore his more 'average' boxers that day. No one needed to know about his underpants. No one. In any event he put the uniform on and got to folding his clothes in a neat pile. "If-" He shrugged. "If you need help Davey I'll help just- This guy- ********-" Marcus knew there was no point in arguing. "Just think of it like this, better these outfits than getting stuck in what Julie wanted us to wear for Christmas." A look at Wash. "...Just do it. The fast we get this done with the better."
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:46 pm
giggled Tooley while her Hunter Trainee just stared, baffled. This was really. Really surreal. Yeah, he managed to change into his new.. uniform with a little bit of a struggle but that did not stop him from wondering once more if he was dreaming. This couldn't be real, right?
For one thing, he felt like he was at an anime convention all of the sudden. Which was kind of cool, but at the same time... really? He would have preferred wearing his coat, though. AC > Bleach in his mind. But. Whatever. This was.. kind of cool still? He didn't know how to feel about this!
"Someone tell me if I'm dreaming, Yes? This really happening? Is this real life? Or is it just fantasy?" he asked while scratching his head.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:48 pm
Why today, God? Wash wondered. Why?Unhappily, he slipped off his shirt, revealing a rather average physique, but the real show didn't come until he unzipped his pants. His wife had gotten them to be funny. Well the joke was on him, literally. Damn you, laundry day.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:51 pm
Wilson turned toward Deryk. He gave his friend a sympathetic look before reaching over to pinch him on the arm. Hard. When the two of them failed to exit the dream, Wilson shook his head. “Sorry. Looks like this is reality. Unfortunately.” He muttered the last word to himself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:51 pm
Wait...
"I... can't wear my coat?" Syd asked, her voice tiny as she held up the coat she'd slipped off to put the strange outfit on. She was literally hugging it, like a child's blanky. "But--"
She LIKED her coat. It was by far the coolest piece of clothing she had EVER OWNED--
You're not clothing, you're my partner.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:53 pm
Oh...uniforms? Lifting the article of clothing up with both hands, she eyed it briefly before giving a little shrug. Definitely not her type of clothing but it looked like they didn't really have a choice in the matter. Though er--was she really supposed to strip in the middle of this room? Frowning, Eva glanced around to see how the others were doing it and...yup. It looked like people were either putting them on over their clothing, or stripping altogether. Unfortunately, the former didn't seem very practical for Eva since she was wearing a skirt, so...
She was careful to fold each article of clothing as she peeled them off, seeming generally unfazed by the fact that she was half-naked (and had purple underwear--who was surprised?). Then again, the fact that the majority of the room's occupants were in a similar state probably helped with that.
Overhearing Marcus, Eva laughed loudly. "Christmas...you're talking about those costumes, right? At least these look more comfortable." They looked very...roomy and breezy, at least, which was better than those full suited costumes that Julie had sent out. "And just shrug out of your jacket and pull on the robe maybe, Davey? One of us can help you tie it."
At least, that's how she thought that you were supposed to wear this thing. As she spoke, she was holding the robe out at arms length, staring at it with furrowed brows.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:55 pm
Bix had no problem stripping. Most of the trainees had seen him in the halls in his robe or boxers anyway. The albino was quick about it and in moments seemed to be adequately sporting the new uniform.
He also may have a bit of a puffed chest. You'd almost think he was prancing.
As soon as Allan began to sing, Bix's eyes jumped to Jerry. He sidled up alongside the other Sun hunter and elbowed him lightly.
"This is awwwweeeesoooome." he whispered.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 8:56 pm
Rep shot a glance over at Jordan and felt rather hard done by to notice the other Sun was clearly still wearing his clothes under the damn dress thing. Well that just wasn't ******** fair. Here he was itchy as hell and looking like a ******** drag queen while other people were just /fine/. He didn't /move/, Simon was still an imminent threat. But he did try and get the other guy's attention and state.
"Scared of following orders?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 9:00 pm
Only reminding himself that Rep was looking to get a rise out of him kept Jordan from just flipping the guy off. Instead, he counted silently to five, then turned to give Rep a humorless smile. "More like worried about chafing," he answered.
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