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[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

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Commander Atlanta Hunter
Trans female ❇ Bisexual ❇ No power
Tags: Recruits

-----Once all the recruits were gathered in the training center, Atlanta did a quick head count. All of them were here, all wearing identical scars on their heads. No tagalong teenagers had snuck into the meeting as she'd originally expected. She would need to be quick, because no doubt people wanted to train. The Council ended up booking the entire, enormous training center for this debriefing... Atlanta would need to find a different meeting place next time.
-----"Alright. First thing first, I'm proud of you all for being here." Atlanta started off with a welcoming smile, her voice firm but not unkind. "Being part of the Phoenix Squad is a great responsibility - but participating is a choice. I will never force you on a mission you're not ready for. I might be your commander, but I want you to think of me as a friend. Okay?"
-----She scanned the room, trying to meet everyone's eyes in turn. Atlanta liked to think the Council entrusted her with the Phoenix Squad for a reason. She wasn't here to be their nagging mother or screaming drill sergeant. What they needed, more than anything, was patient guidance and support.
-----The commander gestured to the blackboard, on which she'd drawn a crude map of Delra. The nine provinces - Oneta, Twodor, Thrinton, Forell, Fivana, Sixney, Severin, Eighnes and Ninon - were marked with their corresponding numbers. Three yellow stars had been drawn across the map.

-----"This is headquarters." She pointed to the topmost star, located in Severin. Then, her finger traced down to Fivana's star. "And this is our first mission. The city of Hesenia. The province Fivana is known as the 'District of Gold' for a reason, and unfortunately, that wealth has tempted a few from our side. We've intercepted communications from four rebels who plan to sell maps of Headquarters' location. They meet at 21:00, so we need to reach Hesenia first."
-----"The tunnels can take us to a nearby city. We'll board the train and buy one-way tickets to Fivana's trade capital, arriving around 18:00." Atlanta then gestured to the racks of clothes, taking a huge pink-and-orange poofy dress off for show. All of the garments were obnoxiously colored. "These are our disguises. They're gaudy, but trust me - we'll blend right in as Fivana natives, going home to our province."
-----She hung the ridiculous bouncy dress back up, then pointed to the table where shiny new weapons lay. "Also, carrying a weapon is expected in Delran culture. I had these made to your dimensions - once you pick it up, you'll know it was made for you. They're yours to keep, by the way."
-----Believing she'd said enough, she took a step back. "Alright, I'll give you fifteen minutes to pick your clothes and try out your weapons. There's some old training dummies on the other side of the gym. Have fun!"

(I skipped forward a little, debriefing has finally started. Feel free to join in, pick your outfit/weapon, start getting ready for the mission ahead! Sorry the map took so long haha.)

[marimo.]

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~18~Female~Werewolf~Mood: tired~Location: training room~Tags: everyone I guess~Mentions: none~

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As soon as Arys sees other people filtering into the training room, she slows her pace to a walk. Sweat drips down her forehead and she wipes it away, panting. The werewolf gradually makes her way over to where Atlanta and the other recruits are, settling down in the back of the crowd. She stares down at her hands for a while, not really making eye contact with anyone, but when the commander begins to speak, her slightly sweat-soaked wolf ears twitch in recognition and she looks up. Her fists clench in anger as Atlanta describes their first mission. There is almost nothing she hates more than traitors. A rush of emotions flows through her, and she feels her teeth begin to lengthen and grow in her mouth and her face begins to lengthen into a snout. Her eyes widen in panic and she struggles to gain control of her emotions. I'm glad I sat in the back, As Atlanta goes into more details about the mission, the commander holds up a... honestly, Arys isn't quite sure what it is. To her, it looks like something very colourful died and someone tried to make something fancy out of it. When Atlanta tells them it's a dress and they'd have to wear it, Arys groans. "No offence, Commander, but I'd rather die than wear something like that." The werewolf silently plots to steal a male outfit and wear that. At least she wouldn't have to walk around wearing who knows what all day. The dresses look like they could be hiding multiple dead animals, they're so frilly. Maybe Ardai will help disguise me as a guy. Smirking briefly, she walks up to the Commander after she dismisses the recruits. "Um, do you have anything to hide this?" Arys points at her sweaty wolf ears. "I'm sorry to cause you trouble. I wish I could control the wolf better." She knows that the Commander wouldn't blame her, but Arys can't help but feel like dead weight. Sure, she's good when brute force is needed, but stealth? Not only is she awkward in social situations, but she has ears, fangs, and a tail for a quarter of a month. Not exactly the best way to blend in.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

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Commander Atlanta Hunter
Trans female ❇ Bisexual ❇ No power
Tags: Arys

-----The commander chuckled fondly as Arys showed her disgust at the outfits. She was half expecting a revolt from some angry squad members, so this was at least manageable. They had trained to take down soldiers and infiltrate government buildings, but they never trained to strut around in outrageous frilly getups.
-----After the debriefing, Arys ended up approaching her. Atlanta was prepared to address the ridiculousness of the outfits, but the werewolf brought up something else entirely. Her wolfy bits were sticking out in plain sight and she was concerned about that.
-----"It's no trouble, Arys. I admit this mission comes at a bad time for you, but I trust you can handle it." The commander smiled as she started picking through the ridiculous clothes. Most of them were spread out on a large folding table, with a few longer dresses hanging on a rack close by. Judging by Arys' prior words and general tomboyish preferences, Atlanta decided not to even consider the dresses.
-----She grabbed a large pair of bright blue pantaloons with vertical red stripes. Hopefully nobody on the train was prone to seizures. "You might have to wear pants and tuck your tail into them. As for the ears..." She picked up a couple of hats. An array of plastic fruits towered atop one of them, and the other had a rainbow of fiery feathers resembling a phoenix's tail. Atlanta would know - High Councillor Senegal's young daughter, Sycamore, had a tail just like that. "I think a hat would do, or maybe a wig? If someone does see your ears or tail, though, it won't be too bad. The Fivanians would assume it's another silly fashion statement."

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Lanette Lane
Female ♟ Pansexual ♟ Pacifism
Tags: Jen

-----Lanette furrowed her brows as the commander explained their mission. It was difficult to imagine people betraying the cause for profit - who could do such a thing? Fortunately, Atlanta brought up their 'disguises' and this lightened the mood. Lanette stifled a laugh at the outlandish outfits, garish pant suits and enormous dresses that would barely fit through a doorway. Once Atlanta let them go, Lanette went to those silly clothes before anything else.
-----Her friend Jen would probably burn these things to a crisp, so Lanette made it her personal mission to find a reasonable outfit for Fire Girl. She turned up her nose at a spring green gown and a pink cape before finding something that maybe worked. One of the full-length poofy dresses was patterned with bright flames in red, orange, yellow and even blue. It was still garish and outrageously bright, but at least it looked like fire.
-----Satisfied, Lanette brought her catch to the taller girl. "Hey, Jen? I had a feeling you wouldn't like these colorful things, but I found one that might work. Could you survive wearing this?" She asked, holding the dress up in the air. It was so tall, it blocked Lanette from view completely.

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Gavotte Lane
Male ♫ Heterosexual ♫ Hydrokinesis
Tags: Naevys

-----Gavotte listened throughout the entire debriefing with an emotionless face. He couldn't show his nervousness at the thought of confronting traitors, hardened older rebels backed by perhaps decades of training. His worry would spread to others and that wouldn't be good.
-----Once Atlanta was done, Gavotte rose to his feet and immediately approached Naevys. The telekinetic boy was one of Gavotte's most trusted brothers-in-arms, and had earned his respect many times over. Hopefully Gavotte wouldn't be distracting him by approaching him now.
-----"Traitors... I'm not sure what to feel," the water-wielder confessed. "I'm almost convinced this is a set-up. The Uprising could be staging this for a training mission, or we could be playing into an ambush. I'm sorry for bothering you, but I just feel like we don't have the full story."

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Ardai Fairchild
Male ➹ Heterosexual ➹ Invisibility
Tags: Riley

-----As the commander spoke, Ardai remained standing behind the weapons table awkwardly. He was kind of stuck - it'd be more awkward to sit down now. So, he put on a show instead. When Atlanta talked about the traitors, he turned up his nose in an exaggerated gesture of revulsion. He licked his lips in anticipation as she showed the array of colorful outfits. And when she mentioned weapons, he grinned evilly and rubbed his hands together. Once the commander finally dismissed them, he put his hands on his hips and nodded like he was dismissing them, too.
-----Wow, he was going to get punched in the face for sure. Even Atlanta gave him a brief glance that said 'what were you doing'. Ardai just grinned and brushed it off. He left the weapons and went straight to the 'disguises', grabbing the most outrageous pair of heels he could find.
-----"Hey Riley!" He called across the room. "Check this out!"
-----Ardai took off his shoes and slipped his sock feet into the six-inch, bright crimson stilettos. Looking like a complete moron, he waddled over to his ridiculously tall buddy while laughing at his own stupidity.
-----"Man, I'm taller than you now, aren't I?" He boasted to them. Immediately he slipped, and grabbed onto their shoulder for support. "Gee whiz, is this how you feel all the time? I don't blame you for being klutzy!"

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Sonata Thornwood
Female ❁ Pansexual ❁ Botanokinesis
Tags: caleb? i think? ohgosh help

-----Sonata was so excited, she wanted to start singing. They had to face traitorous rebels, yes, but she wasn't worried. The Phoenix Squad had a huge numbers advantage and were stronger. No way those traitors could stand up to Jen's fire or Arys' claws. Their first mission would be a huge success - Atlanta even promised she would only take them on missions they were ready for.
-----Once debriefing was over, she made a run for the outfits. Lanette was already there, picking up some green and pink clothes. Sonata's heart sank... but her hopes rekindled when the smaller girl put the items down. Lanette picked up a huge fiery dress that was too big for her, and left the table. Sonata wanted to thank her for leaving the pink cape behind, but by the time she figured out the words, Lanette was long gone. Oops.
-----Sonata grabbed the cape and spun it around. It was a lively salmon pink, embroidered with golden floral designs. She was in love. The bright green dress Lanette discarded seemed perfect, too, until Sonata held it up and realized it was the wrong size. She couldn't squeeze into that. It made her slightly self-conscious, but she just put it aside and looked for a dress instead. She finally settled on a big, flowery dress with layers of green, pink, yellow and orange. It looked like a gigantic, overly decorated birthday cake. Eh... she wasn't sure about this.
-----Shoes could wait. Sonata wanted to see if this dress was okay to wear in public, even in Fivana. She left the table and sought out the nearest person, who happened to be Caleb. Gathering up all her courage, she approached him awkwardly and held up the dress in front of herself.
-----"Um, Caleb...?" There was a long, uncomfortable silence before she finally tilted her head up and made eye contact. "Do you t-think I can wear this? Uhh, sorry, that was totally random. I just, uh..."
-----Her freckled face was becoming just as pink as her cape. Why did she have to be so awkward?

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Councillor Evelina Gardener
Female ❦ Homosexual ❦ No power
Tags: Ella

-----The Councillor of Intelligence didn't want to interrupt the brief reunion between Ella and Lanette. Moments like these were rare and difficult to capture, and deserved to be enjoyed to their full extent. It was difficult to say when they'd see each other again.
-----Once Lanette left for debriefing, Evelina stepped forward and approached her subjectively most successful spy. Being the head of the Intelligence Department meant this wouldn't be her last mission debriefing today, but it would be the most important. Ella had secured a position no other rebel could have dreamed of. So much influence, so much information was at her fingers.
-----"Good to see you, Princess Delra," Evelina said with a smile, but didn't bother with further formalities. She dove headfirst into what she was here for. "How much time do you have? No need for a full mission report - you can tell me of any pressing matters on the way to my office. Council has decided on your next mission with the Prince, and a lot depends on it. I'll tell you more once we're there, but we should be quick."
-----Without further ado, she began leading the way downstage. There was no time to waste - Ella had places to be, and Evelina had other spies to debrief. So many rebels had come home for Marking Day and wanted to use this time to report on their missions. Of course, she didn't mind taking more time with Brie... but Ella herself probably wanted to see her family.

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♠︎ // Phoenix Squad Recruit // Beast Summoning // Tags: Apollo, Naevys, training center, Sonata

Caleb lifted his head to make eye contact with Arys briefly, wondering if she had witness what had gone down, but looked away once she left for the dorms. Perhaps he’d get a chance to talk to her about it later if he felt the need. Seeing a strange but not exactly unexpected sight when he blinked, the recruit turned his attention back to the moth-scout he had sent after Apollo. It must have noticed the folded up clothing in the storage room and had fled quickly to it, landing on the partially open box up until Caleb had control again. It stood at the edge of it now, looking down to their teammate. Caleb’s brow immediately creased at the sight. Barging in there was no good, as Apollo would never forgive their spying or any kind of sympathy. The little moth could barely do anything by itself either; though it was a long shot (and quite risky for both Caleb’s insight and the moth) the teen allowed the insect to move around in a series of patterns on the wall in an attempt to distract the fire wielder from whatever thoughts were plaguing him.

Caleb opened his eyes again upon hearing Naevys speak up. The other was always objective about situations- something Caleb usually had in common with him and was proud of, but it seemed he had allowed his own assumptions about Apollo aware in his words to him. He gave a thoughtful nod to Naevys’ comment. “I... do agree that that might be the reason he’s acting out towards us.” Caleb worded his response carefully, looking at the other with trusting expression despite finding his words a little brutally honest. “I just wonder how it happened... I mean, we’ve all known each other for our whole lives. Everyone has their issues but I don’t really recall anything that could have happened to cause it.” Caleb knew his ideas were limited, especially since he was one of the few that was raised without any real parental guardians. He truly had no idea what family was like, the pros or the cons, which made Caleb wonder if he should just leave the sensitive topics of them to those who had the experience.

These thoughts drained from Caleb’s mind when he saw Naevys wince. This is exactly one of the topics he usually would have avoided since he knew nothing about it, however after Apollo had made that jab he felt as if he had to make up for it. From Naevys’s response though, it appeared he had his head on straight. The beast summoner nodded in admiration after he finished. “Yes, you definitely have that blessing. And in my personal opinion the mind is what matters more.” From what he knew of the other guy, along with what he had said just now, Caleb trusted him whole-heartedly for the mission hey were about to go on. The two had a lot of similarities and what was not tended to complement each other anyway. Though they may not have talked much the darker haired boy relied on Naevys as a crucial part of the team.

When the discussion returned to the moth, Caleb pressed his lips firmly together. “I won’t. For now I’m just making sure he won’t do anything drastic in the spur of the moment. I don’t plan to share what I see- especially with him- unless I fear he’s going to hurt himself or someone else.” He assured in a low voice, straightening up upon hearing the announcement. “Ah, that’s us. We’d better get there before Commander Hunter starts the debriefing.” He commented without any trace of their conversation aside from a quick, knowing glance to the other recruit. “It was loud enough for him to heard it too, so I hope he got the chance to cool off.” With a nod of farewell, or at the very least a nod of ‘see you in a few seconds’, Caleb headed casually over to the training center.

He stood in a position near the middle as to blend in, eyeing Ardai as he played out his antics. When Commander Atlanta’s gaze reached him, Caleb shot her a friendly grin. It quickly faded when he realized the reason for the rack of clothing being there, and when Arys protested he couldn’t help but silently agree. He had a concerned and slightly hesitant look about his face as the dress was held up, and even gave an unsure hum as he less-than-eagerly made his way over to their choices. He plucked up the first outfit he could reach, then promptly left for a more open area to put it on. It was an overcoat or various shades of blue boasting a large, white-webbed collar that made it seem like a vaporeon cosplay. As if that was not enough, it was paired with violet trousers that seemed to have more silk than its maker knew what to do with. Luckily the areas near the feet did have some string so he wouldn’t trip over it, and it was a size too large so he could easily slip it on over his current clothing. Despite the fit, however, Caleb refused to take a look in the mirror.

He couldn’t help but grin at the absurdity of the fashion as he realised that he couldn’t even look down at himself with the collar. Just as he was about to look around and make a comment to someone, he heard his name timidly called out to him. “Hmm?” The dark-haired teenager turned, then settled his eyes on Sonata peering at him over a dress. He waited patiently for her to speak up again, fixing his stance so the outrageous neck accessory wasn’t in the way. When she finally completed her thought (in a short amount of time, compared to him) a small, kind smile moved on his face. “There’s not a lot of people that could pull it off, but for you I think it would work.” He gave a small ‘mmm hmm’ of approval with a nod, then laughed off her apology. “No worries! It’s the first thing that isn’t he usual grey outfits we have to wear, plus the styles are definitely...” he trailed off, lifting an arm to look at the sequins-sewn fabric. “I mean, look at me. Although...” Caleb had a thoughtful look on his face as he admired the dress again, then looked to Sonata. “Won’t... it be a bit hard to walk? You could always hold onto my arm, but this dumb collar might be a hinderance if we want to talk.”

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♣︎ // Phoenix Squad Recruit // Acrobat // Tags: Atlanta, everyone, Arys, Ardai

Onyx stretched and made off handed comments to those around them during the debriefing, about anything that came to their mind and the mission at hand. The recruit clearly wasn’t interested in listening despite how that may affect their performance, yet still managed to hear what they were all supposed to do whilst starting conversations. When they found that their attempts were in vain (as most of the others did, in fact, listen to their commander), Onyx quieted down with a troublesome smirk still streaking their features. Their attention was certainly caught by their obnoxious redhead friend during the rest of the speech, flashing Ardai a thumbs-up when he noticed Atlanta’s pointed look towards him.

Their eyes drew immediately to the new outfit that their ‘big sis’ pulled out when the objection of the mission was presented, snorting so loudly the character erupted into a small fit of giggles when Arys spoke up. “I’m on her side here- those colours should not go with each other.” Onyx considered pointing out that they would perhaps look better if they were more pale- such as if you intentionally left it in the sun for a little bit- but then quickly remembered that they were underground and the process would be more trouble than it was worth.

After their orders were given, the ‘acrobat’ took their own sweet time stretching out before heading over to the weapon rack and swiping a set of twin daggers for themself. Hopefully no one would notice that they swiped more than one- though there were a lot of them, it was possible that there could be a shortage as they were, according to commander Atlanta, sized specifically for the Phoenix Squad. Why wouldn’t there be one for each of them? Onyx ignored that fact as they slid both into their belt, then used their ability to easily slip through their peers to where they could overhear Arys’ concerns. They didn’t mean to eavesdrop in all honesty, they really were looking for a decent outfit that would accommodate their ability. The mention of the werewolf’s tail and ears merely made Onyx look over to the features in question. “Ah, Wolfie, you should definitely keep them out! Heck, I could find something to match it!” The teen suggested eagerly, already pulling out a deep magenta feathered scarf and winding it around their waist as if they had a tail. “It’s stylish, see? Plus if it catches on, then when we go after the prince you won’t need to disguise yourself as much,” Onyx pointed out. Though they kept the ‘tail’, finding fuzzy ears that were the similar to the wolf’s was a more difficult task. There was a flashy black top hat with rabbit ears though, and while it looked straight out of Alice in Wonderland the dark-haired acrobat made an “ah-ha!” sounding hum before placing it atop his head. “I do hope these are straight from there- I could use one of these in all the main colours.” They snickered, knowing full well that their tone did not imply wether it was a joke or not.

Onyx listened loosely as Atlanta suggested a few outfits for Arys, using that chance to search for anything that could have a similar shade of hot pink as the feathery scarf. It took some digging for them to pop out of the rack with a diamond-patterned magenta and green sweater vest. “Oh I am gonna look so good.” They muttered quietly, slipping the clothing piece on top of a light blue dress shirt. They continued to snicker throughout, quickly settling on some shiny silver shorts. Just as they were about to choose a pair of extremely large boots, Onyx looked over to see Ardai in heels that didn’t even look like they were for walking. “Boooo!” They shouted playfully as the redhead stumbled before quickly digging into the pile for anything more outlandish. There were a good amount of unrecognisable gadgets and structures of shoe, though one design in particular was good enough for Onyx. The clonky design of Moon ShoesTM were nearly the perfect fit and the teen put them on, slowly moon-walking over to the pair. “Everyone knows these are the choice of champions!” They declared, their voice lowering a few octives for dramatic effect.

(I literally wrote Onyx’s post at 4:40am so idk how close to character it’s gonna be rip)

[marimo.]

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~18~Female~Werewolf~Mood: tired, absolutely disgusted~Location: training room~Tags: Atlanta, Ardai~Mentions: none~

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Arys looks visibly relieved as the Commander holds up something that isn't a dress. While it's still completely outrageous, it's not frilly and wouldn't make it completely impossible to move. "Yes, I think that will work, thank you. That's a good idea! If someone sees them, I'll be sure to tell them it's a new trend." The girl grins lopsidedly at Atlanta. "And I'll take a look at the hats and see what I can find." She moves away towards the hats Atlanta pointed out. While rifling through the hats with disgust, she can't help but hear Ardai's loud voice boasting about being tall. Man, can that kid project. Turning around, the werewolf shakes her head at the sight of Ardai in six-inch heels. She expected nothing less from the guy. Suddenly, she has an idea, and her eyes light up as she smirks good-naturedly at Ardai. "Hey, Ardai! You know what would go good with those heels?" She calls, almost sarcastically. "A giant, frilly hat! And since I'm gonna need one to cover my ears, wanna twin?" Glancing back down at the assortment of headgear, she notices a fruit basket themed hat. "Or, I could be lord of the fruits...." She jokes, more to herself.

[hellb0und]

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xxxxxxxxJennifer sat quietly throughout the duration of the speech, not the least bit surprised that there had been traitors. Nor did she doubt that there were more among their ranks, right underneath their noses. Disguised as well as they would be in the disgustingly bright outfits. She had managed to bite her tongue and keep her distaste to herself at least after witnessing firsthand just what she was getting into. The follow-up involving personalized weapons made up for some of it, but that didn't change the fact that she was everything but eager to slip into some ridiculous costume. When Atlanta was finished, Jennifer got up slowly and walked over to the rack where she was greeted by Lanette, Gavotte's younger sister who was easily the closest to a friend she'd gotten, other then Gavotte himself. "Guess I'll have to," she replied with a roll of her eyes, taking the dress from her. She didn't even want to see what she looked like in it, but at least it maintained some kind of resemblance to fire. After retrieving her outfit, having not felt the need to look any further as this would do, she went over to the weapons where her gaze settled on a sleek, matte black bow. Jennifer picked it up and admired it, running her hands over the metal. She still had yet to get a full feel of it, though. There was a quiver with custom-made arrows tucked inside beside the empty space where the bow once sat. She picked up the quiver and slung it across her back, then moved to the practice dummies. Her stance, draw, and release were all consistent, and therefore the arrow pierced the dummy directly where the heart would be on a human. Satisfied, she checked that the area was clear before plucking her arrow out and sliding it back into the quiver that comfortably sat against her shoulder. Despite being confident she'd have no issue, Jennifer continued her shooting. In the end she had a beautiful group of six arrows.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

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Commander Atlanta Hunter
Trans female ❇ Bisexual ❇ No power
Tags: Onyx, Arys --> open (weapons table)

-----Atlanta wasn't surprised as another trainee interjected into the conversation. She loved Onyx's enthusiasm, and their ideas were admittedly brilliant. The commander crossed her arms over her broad chest and chuckled fondly.
-----"You want to start a trend?" She said, tilting her head at the rabbit-eared hat. "I'm sure we'll run into a clothes market on our way back. You can buy some ears with a share of the money I confiscate from the traitors. Maybe even buy a few pairs for them, too. When they answer to Senegal for treason, she'll take pity on them for being mad like the Hatter."
-----This kid was a genius, and Atlanta didn't mean it sarcastically. She suspected they were the brains behind all the kids' prank operations. Despite this, she still raised an eyebrow as they selected those gigantic shoes and moon-walked away. Atlanta had personally never tried that brand - did they actually give that much lift or was Onyx exaggerating?
-----Shaking her head, she turned back to Arys and gave her a good-natured pat on the back. "Sounds great, pupper. Ah, you can also wear a wig with the hat as insurance."
-----It would be interesting if Arys wore a hat with ears attached, and a regular wig to hide her actual ears underneath. That would guard against nosy Fivanians who wanted to take a look for themselves. Some of them had no sense of personal space, and were almost as bad as Twodorians, who hugged the living daylights out of strangers.
-----"I'll leave you to your own devices now, but I'll be over at the weapons if you need me. Let me know, alright?" Atlanta smiled before heading to the other table. Deadly sharp weapons needed to be supervised a little more than a table of silly clothes. When she got there, Jennifer had already taken her bow and left to practice. Atlanta smiled at the sight. Ah, a girl and her weapon... truly one of the most beautiful of relationships.

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Lanette Lane
Female ♟ Pansexual ♟ Pacifism
Tags: Jen --> Atlanta, Leo

-----Lanette was relieved when her roommate didn't burn the dress to ashes. She seemed to tolerate it, although of course her attention was on the weapons. Jen was a talented archer and Lanette smiled proudly as she retrieved her newfound bow.
-----Now for her own outfit. A few others had come and gone from the table, and Lanette decided to watch and learn. After a minute or two, she felt ready to dive into the depths of Fivanian fashion. It was a perfect opportunity to try out a completely new style, so she selected some bright blue pants with spatter patterns of what could only be described as 'angrily hot pink'. A row of spikes lined the outside of the pant legs, flaring out dramatically at the hips. The spikes were also tipped in the same blinding pink. It appeared the designer wanted to make some intimidating bloody get-up, but forgot what color blood was supposed to be.
-----To match, she plucked out a purple top that looked like a failed pinata. Her skinny arms would ruin the whole 'bloody Fivanian gangster' look, so she decided to cover those with a jacket. An enormous, oversized pink jacket with white wing-like appendages flaring off her shoulders. On the back was a decal of a man's hand sticking his pinky finger up, the nonverbal way to tell someone off in Delran.
-----She headed into the empty hallway to change, and once she returned, she was strutting her stuff. She wondered if her friends even recognized this steel-clad punk as she marched up to the weapons table. As soon as she met Atlanta's eye, she could tell her commander was fighting hard not to laugh.
-----"Hand over your weapons, punk." Lanette tried to sound intimidating, but her voice didn't fit. She giggled and decided she was best off playing the strong silent type. Atlanta seemed to agree, as she was shaking her head and smiling ear to ear.
-----She picked up the sword Ardai was admiring earlier, but immediately realized it was too heavy to wield effectively. The much lighter spear was also much longer - too much. Onyx had already taken a nice set of twin daggers, but they were probably fitted for them rather than for her, so her weapon soulmate was still somewhere around. The problem was that Lanette considered herself a jack of all trades, master of none. So which one was hers?
-----The commander seemed to tell she was struggling, and tapped her on the shoulder. "Try this one out." She gestured to a small knife, sized perfectly for Lanette's tiny hands. It was essentially a weaponized version of a gardening knife, and Lanette couldn't help smiling. She was more talented in the underground greenhouses than in actual combat, and Atlanta knew.
-----"Thank you," Lanette said and gave her commander a big hug, careful not to accidentally spike her with the gangster pants. She took the weapon in her hand, and as her small fingers closed around the handle, she realized it was indeed made just for her. It felt weightless.
-----"Don't thank me. There's few things more precious than the moment a soldier finds her perfect weapon," Atlanta chuckled and patted her on the back. "You've changed already, so there's plenty of time to practice. Go have fun!"
-----Lanette nodded, wearing a wide smile before waving goodbye to Atlanta. She approached Leo as soon as he seemed free.
-----"Hey, punk." She said with the 'attitude', then dropped it and laughed. "New look, hmm? I was wondering if we could do a little training once you're ready. I want to see if I can fight in these clothes, and honestly I'm excited to try my knife. If you're alright with it, could I practice against your mirage?"

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Ardai Fairchild
Male ➹ Heterosexual ➹ Invisibility
Tags: Riley, Onyx, Arys

-----Once Ardai straightened back up, his jaw dropped because Riley was still a teeny bit taller than him. This was just cheating. "Man, I'm outta here. Only coming back when I beat your blonde butt in the height department!" He announced before turning tail and strutting away. He looked like some demented ostrich.
-----A loud "Boo!" startled the dude out of his wits, and he nearly did the splits as he fell. "Aw, get out of here! Pick on someone your own size!" Ardai put his pinky finger up at Onyx, but he was laughing too hard to sound actually angry.
-----As he staggered to his feet with as much grace as a de-hoofed horse, someone else called for him. It was Arys, offering fashion advice and to be twins. That was an offer he couldn't resist. "Do you even need to ask, beautiful? I call dibs on that one! I'll kick Riley's butt sky-high, literally!" Ardai pointed to the phoenix-tail looking hat (which would definitely put him taller than Riley) as he clunked over. He was not taking off these heels - he needed some practice.
-----He nearly fell into the table as he approached. Catching himself, he came face-to-face with a gorgeous tangerine hoop skirt. Ardai stepped into it right away, then twirled around... well, more like a spinning waddle. "You sure you wanna wear pants? This thing is great! We should wear skirts more often."

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Sonata Thornwood
Female ❁ Pansexual ❁ Botanokinesis
Tags: caleb aah. help me

-----"Oh, phew... thank you! I w-wasn't sure, but if you say so..." Sonata was visibly relieved when Caleb approved of her outfit choice, although her mind immediately wandered to what his words could mean. She tried to push her overthinking aside and focus on surviving this conversation without looking like a cooked lobster the entire time.
-----She quickly failed that mission. When he offered to let her hold onto his his arm, she froze completely. Sonata was at a loss for words - or any dignified reaction, period. She flushed red and attempted to hide behind the dress, to no avail. Her prayers for a second superpower to surface and teleport her a hundred miles away also went unanswered.
-----What was she supposed to do in this situation? Her instincts were screaming to drop this whole mission, run out of the training center, and go hide in her room. But she couldn't do that. She was a soldier, a member of the Phoenix Squad, so she had to confront her fears. The ever-present dull sting on her forehead reminded her of that. So, Sonata decided to woman up and do what seemed impossible: speak. If she could even get one word out, she would consider it a success.
-----"Uhhh, okay!" There it was, a great start. She peeked out from behind the dress, gaining a bit of confidence after that first word was out of the way. "I d-don't mind, and umm... the collar? I mean I actually love it! It's soft and I kind of want to touch it but that would be awkward?"
-----Oh. Oh, no.
-----Did I just agree to hold his arm and say I want to touch his collar? What is wrong with me! Sonata thought, wishing life had an 'undo' button she could press right now. What if he hates me! My stars, facing Emperor Brungard would be so much easier than this mess.

[marimo.]

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~18~Female~Werewolf~Mood: tired, absolutely disgusted~Location: training room~Tags: Atlanta, Ardai~Mentions: none~

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Arys looks back at Onyx as they say something to her. "Perhaps, but my lack of loudness and enery would give me away." She jokes. Turning back to Ardai, she rolls her eyes as he calls her beautiful and replies, "Pass me a relatively normal hat, then, and some heels. If I'm going to throw my dignity away, I may as well do it with heels." Shaking her head as Ardai wobbles over to the hats, she gawks as he picks up a hoop skirt and--she thinks--seriously considers putting it on. "Oh my gosh, please tell me you aren't thinking of wearing that. And to answer your question, I find pants much easier to maneuver in. I've worn skirts before, and they're torture. But have fun trying to behave properly in that." She smirks.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

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Ardai Fairchild
Male ➹ Heterosexual ➹ Invisibility
Tags: Arys

-----The brainless moron pulled the ridiculous skirt up to his armpits. Now he looked like an enormous, incandescent orange lamp on high heeled feet. "This is how you wear a skirt, right?" Ardai said with a gigantic grin as he waddled closer to the werewolf. "I love this thing. I've never felt so visible! You can wear pants if you want, ya furball, but I am not taking this off."
-----Arys said something about behaving properly. The redhead threw his head back and laughed, loudly and obnoxiously. "What is a 'behave'? Never heard of it!"
-----She did ask for a hat and heels earlier, so Ardai rummaged through the pile. He snatched up a pair of black-and-white platform heels that were thankfully more platform than heel. The idiot tossed them carelessly at her feet, then grabbed the first hat he saw. It looked like a cowboy hat... except it was green and a giant sprig of 'broccoli' sprouted from the top. Ardai squished it and laughed at the squeak it emitted.
-----"A wolf who likes her veggies! Who would have imagined?" He laughed as he placed it on Arys' head. "You better grab your weapon so you can fight off those darn vegetarians. I heard they murder innocent broccoli by eating them alive."

[passione]

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male ● eighteen ● telekinesis ● training area ● tagged - caleb, then gavotte


"i trust you. you're smart," naevys says to caleb, before he turned towards the source of the announcements. he nodded back at caleb's curt farewell and wandered over to the training area, taking a place next to the other recruits. it truly was 'see you in a few seconds'. naevys wasn't too far from caleb at all. finding that he had made his way to the clothing rack, naevys decided to wander a while and watch from afar now seeing that sonata had joined him. the trainees only had fifteen minutes to choose everything out but naevys wasn't very picky, so he just grabbed the first thing he saw.

"i— i don't know what this is," naevys stammered, pulling a neon blue frilly dress from a hanger. he didn't care much about gender conformity, and he was sure that fivana natives wouldn't either, considering their fashion sense— truly an eyesore. it wasn't as if naevys had to wear the same thing for every mission, this was likely a one-time thing. so it wouldn't hurt if he decided to wear a frilly mermaid gown with eyeliner that could leave a mark on the emperor.

so that's what he decided on. he paired the dress with sequiny flats and a fuzzy white vest. naevys is sure it wasn't animal fur of any sorts. the commander would never provide real fur coats.

gavotte approached him, just then. it was a strange, yet reasonable topic to bring up in this very moment as the recruits were about to set off on their first mission. gavotte wasn't wrong, though. the full story wasn't being told.

"i think you're right. but do we have a choice? we'll see how this mission plays out and keep our ears and eyes open. rest assured. as long as we have our suspicions, we're cautious enough to slip out of any ambushing that may occur. i don't have my full trust in anyone i didn't grow up with. it would be best if we could be partnered up for this mission."