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[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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H-Hey! [ Hair ruffle... and she can't fix it ... dkjghsldkfjhshb

Running her wing-arms over her head, she trots after him. ] That was teasing, you know.

[ She has some vague idea of what he likes ... she looks for something black, and loose-fitting, like he might normally wear. Not that she could actually pick anything up if she wanted to... ]

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[It takes a few minutes for Luke to find something he even remotely likes that might fit what he needs. But as soon as he lays a hand on it -

He blinks and shakes his head, then pulls back, a light frown on his face.]

... Why did I come here again? I've got clothes on...

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[ ... she sighs. With a tone of infinite patience ]

Luke.... [ Flaps her bird arms at him. ]

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What? [He looks at her with confusion. What were they just talking about earlier?]

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[ ... she sighs again, through her nose, her expression gentle. Carefully, she lifts her bird arms to touch his face. ]

Remember what we were talking about earlier? I've had these bird arms just as long as you've had those clothes.