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Argos Street (Harbour)
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Argos Street (Harbour)
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You Shouldn't Mess With Dark Arts or (Black_magic)
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"Good girl, yes that was me. Some of the children there, well, they're never going to get to see things outside of the hospital like you and me. So, I wanted to show them someting they'd never come across, and a Magician's Duel fit the bill nicely I thought. Colt was kind enough to go along with the idea, and I think we brought a few smiles to them today. "Now, though, we're going to play a little game of pretend. If anyone asks, you're going to be my great grand daughter, Lisa, visiting from out of town." The ol man paused t look Tory over. "That is a lovely outfit you have there, my dear", he said kindly. "I wonder though, do you have anything a bit more normal like a shirt and pants? We don't want to draw attention to ourselves after ll, and subtle grab is better for that."
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Living Fabric (Fabrique)
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Fabrique laughs "Tory, first of all...I can see actually, though not the same way I used to....well, couldn't see or hear when my powers were neutralized, but you're in luck. My apartment is here in the harbor area as well. I lived in the Shettfield...couldn't afford to buy in Sunshine, and didn't want to rent....turned out to be a good call on my part. This street toward the water, then left. My place is actually to the right, described as waterview...hehe, it was until they built Sunshine" ((OOC: I had previously posted about her apartment, so this is not made up, she would know the area))
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Living Fabric (Fabrique)
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"If the board is really hidden well...then stash our other clothes in the other bag...just like we are carrying two shopping bags, make sure you fold the stuff on top, so it looks good....then, find...well...." pausing, realizing she is a kid, no matter how old Fabrique was as a person..."Um, Tory are you ok if we look, well, older, and er....um...well, uh....more um, you know....er...sexy?" embarassed, but figuring to hide in plain sight, by reverse psychology...by garnering looks instead of trying to avoid them.
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Living Fabric (Fabrique)
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"ok, then, pick out one of the leotards, and then put on some pants over top....and well...here we go" and with that, Fabrique concentrates on their form, growing them 2 inches, making their limbs lithe and lean, skin tone a deep tan, their hair gets wavy and blonde, and well...their chest swells to a C cup, looking like a 20-something starlet almost. Fabrique thinks to Tory.."Sorry about that, but figure that people will stare at us, even the cop, and be easier for them to dismiss us, don't ya think? Otherwise, not sure what to do, other than duck into a clothing store and turn ourselves into an outfit to be bought"
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