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[fabrecation]

[Sup, Luceti. There's a certain redhead walking to the bakery.

A certain redhead who's wearing nothing but briefs.

Every now and then, he appears to tug at something below his wrist with a little frown before moving on ahead casually, as if he doesn't even realize that he's pretty much half naked.

At least he's got the body for this kind of thing.]



((ooc: Luke is following The Emperor's New Clothes, although instead of believing his clothes are invisible to those who are stupid or unfit, he just thinks he's actually wearing very nice clothes.))

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[fabrecation]

Don't you think I would have already? [To prove his point, he tugs on the buttons in the front, only to make a frustrated sound and drop his hands to his sides.] I haven't been able to get this thing off since I put it on!

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Oh... huh.

[Well. Nami stands up and wanders on over, firmly keeping her eyes on Luke's face. And pokes him in the shoulder.]

How does that feel?

[...look, she has a good reason, okay.]

[fabrecation]

[Luke frowns at that and idly reaches up to hold his shoulder. That... felt a little too much like getting poked in the skin, but.]

It felt like getting poked!

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. [Now she puts her hand flat on Luke's shoulder in one blunt movement.] Feel any cloth between me and you?

[fabrecation]

Yeah... [He says it slowly, as if he's unsure of where Nami is going with this. Maybe there's some doubt with himself, considering how she's acting... After that, though, the thin fabric seems to disappear between her hand and Luke's shoulder, which prompts Luke to look down at the shoulder. His... bare shoulder.

He doesn't bother looking down at himself again. Instead, he just leans his head back and lets out a mix between a sigh and a groan.]

... No.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Pfft. You poor guy. Nami removes her hand and takes a step back, pointing across the plaza.] There's a clothing shop right there.

[fabrecation]

R-Right... Thanks. And sorry.

[At least he doesn't seem too mortified. He just gives a helpless, somewhat awkward smile, then walks at a quick pace to the clothing shop. Jeez, it's going to be weird to put clothes over his perceived clothes...]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

It's okay.

[She'll just buff her fingers and go back to sitting on her bench. All in a day's work, right?

...you will come out wearing clothes, right Luke :|]

[fabrecation]

[Yes!!

... A jacket and pajama bottoms. Since that's all he felt comfortable with putting on over his noble clothes. But hey, at least he's mostly covered up? ... Even though the jacket's open and still showing off dat torso and dose abs.]

There... That should be okay. [He says it mostly to himself, since he thinks Nami probably went away.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's used to you showing off dose abs, yup. That's a very interesting look you have there, Luke.]

Much improved! [Yup, she's still here.] You can actually feel those imaginary clothes on, huh?