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The flyer said they needed people able to make costumes. Costumes. Making. Sewing. Cosplaying. Costumes! Costumes.

Solia screeched in joy. She'd missed making cute things, stupid outfits, fun outfits. She missed her sewing machine and just the therapeutic joy of crafting something special for an event. It wasn't the same, wearing a costume for a mission. Just not the same. Making costumes for others? For a play? HELL YEAH.

Hunting down the room number, Solia knocked on Jerry's door.

Then she pounded.
Then stood, waited, flyer in hand vibrating with excitement.

Solia shoved the flyer right into the tall man's face.

Just right there.

Into his face.

"I WANNA DO IT."

She was practically screaming. "You need a costume maker and I make costumes so I wanna be your girl and make the stuff for your thing and oh my god Please I haven't been able to find a reason to make anything in weeks I need to sew and stitch again let me be that girl againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."

Solia just rambled, sounded extra dramatic at the end.

"Like holy ******** s**t I want to make a s**t ******** tone of things please let me have the part I will make you a nice not weird looking Hawaiian s**t I swear to god just please let me do it."

Solia got right to the point.

Solia got worried when he seemed surprised. Did she come off to strong? Had she'd been too wound up? High energy. She should have calmed down before she came she should have relaxed, taken mature steps and approached him more politely and-

"I- Well yes! Of course I want to do that costumes that's what I just said." She gasped then covered her mouth. "Er sorry that was rude of me, I mean, I REALLY DO want to do the costumes! I used to cosplay but I haven't had any reason to make anything in ages aside from a few pet projects here and there. You still need a costumer right?"

She hoped he did.
She she REALLY hoped he did.

He.... he actually didn't have that many volunteers? "What? That- how- It's a play! Why WOULDN'T people want to join oh my gosh."

She'd have to recruit or something. There was a play to be done and the show must go on.
Even if it hadn't technically started yet.

"The budget isn't the problem right now. Until we have a cast list I cant sew or do fittings so- For now- give me your thoughts wise one and I will make you the designs and then we can pick the best ones to dazzle with." Solia was 'kirakira'ing as it were.

Don't mind her Jerry she was just going to come in anyway.

Because hallways were boring. Dorm rooms were not. Waltzing in she looked around, half inspecting, half just curious as to what a sun hunter who wore such... outfits might have in his domain.

Overall?
She'd seen worse. Mark was forever the worst and she'd only ever seen his office but she was 99% sure he also LIVED there so she figured that it was a good 'your dorm can never be as bad as that or I'm going to judge you so much'.

Sitting down on a nearby chair she folder her hands into her lap, waiting for Jerry to gather whatever it was that he needed. "I must ask- you looking for a more... stylistic look or setting with traditional. Because I love me some colors and clashes and crazy challenges sometimes."