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[othersdie]

[All Justin had wanted was lunch. Unfortunately, the café seems to have embraced a clothing-optional philosophy... along with the rest of the City. So much for lunch or, for that matter, ever leaving the apartment again once he gets there.]

There's a... a curse today, I assume. If you're not affected and you haven't been out today--if you haven't seen anything yet--just stay at home.

Don't check the network, either.


[ooc: Decidedly not cursed. Mortify at will, action as you like if your character is in the vicinity of Café Juliet or just running around outside.]

Comments

[dulcisnuntius]

Two years! Wow! I'll have been here a year in April.

[othersdie]

[He finally settles on staring at a point on one of Dulcie's wings. That's safe.]

Is that a bad thing or a good thing?

[dulcisnuntius]

Awesome thing! I love this place.

[She notices where his gaze is fixed. Her wings flare open before settling back down again.]

You know you can look if you want to. I don't mind.

[othersdie]

It's not as bad as some people think.

Oh, it's--thank you, but it's not... it's the--I've never seen... it's the clothes. The lack of them.

[Congratulations, Dulcie. Your boobs are the first he has ever seen in person.]

[dulcisnuntius]

Half of the population has them. And you're only supposed to be embarrassed about them because of social constructs. It's totally not a big deal.

[othersdie]

Agreed, I just... it's different. In practice. In person.

[dulcisnuntius]

We can do one at a time if that's easier!

[Dulcie is now practicing cross her arms over her chest and slowly reveling one boob at a time.]

Okay, I laughed.

[othersdie]

Uh... [For some reason, that isn't helping.] I think I just--just don't need... what I came here for. Food.

[He steps out of line with every intention of hiding in his apartment for the rest of forever.]

Dulcie. It was... it was nice to meet you.

SUCCESS!

[dulcisnuntius]

Okay! See you around, Justin!