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[SOLDIER First]

Eirika proceeds to carry her mountain of clothes around the store with them, by hand, until purchase time.

[mcclay]

Alria grins and beings pawing through the store.
"Goddamn straight I do. I'm not like one of these whitebread pansies. I could break them in half with my b-"
Alria's hand drifts into a lined hoodie. For a spilt second the Merc's face is filled with wonder. She picks up the hoodie and slowly rubs the fluffy lining.
"Holy fuck."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Ayane has a bemused look.
"Not like one of those whitebread pansies, I understand."

[Twinwolf]

Anna returns! She actually has a bag, which she had had the foresight to bring from Mio's house.

[TheBiggerFish]

"I still have no idea how to fashion.  Bleh."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I never had time for fashion!"

[TheBiggerFish]

"Huh.  I would have expected you to be rather into fashion, considering that, well.  You style yourself grandly."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Of course I am into fashion, but I don't need time for it! My prowess is far too high to require even needing to think about the best clothes!"

[kj1225]

Ian left a note that he went to the ship at Mio's house.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Alria bumps into Motya/everyone else while dicking around in the shop.
"Fucking kek, I'm glad that this grand future places so much value on shitty scarves and boots with fur. All this clothing would get shredded by anything stronger than a fucking breeze. Is nothing built for goddamn wear and tear?"

Motya pats Alria on the head with a manipulating limb. Their grasping claws are full of bags and boxes of the things that everyone has bought, since they are more than strong enough and don't mind carrying everything. "That is because the clothes in this store are designed to be attractive and comfortable instead of protective! I am certain that another store would have outfits that would be agreeable to you! How wonderful!"

Alria grins and beings pawing through the store.
"Goddamn straight I do. I'm not like one of these whitebread pansies. I could break them in half with my b-"
Alria's hand drifts into a lined hoodie. For a spilt second the Merc's face is filled with wonder. She picks up the hoodie and slowly rubs the fluffy lining.
"Holy fuck."

"What is the matter? What have you discovered?" Motya asks, leaning in to get a better look.

This being, well, Japan in the middle of a Cosy Catastrophe-style apocalypse, they're probably a rich Japanese girl. And probably basically the spitting image of Mio.

((Long black hair? Skin like porcelain? Massive superiority complex? Huh. I honestly thought that Mio looked nothing like that for some reason.))

[TheBiggerFish]

"Hmph.  Then pick something out for me."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Mio's basically that without the superiority complex. And with a better rack.))
Chizuru gives Alanis a once-over before picking out a sweater and jeans.
"These ones."

[Adragis]

Sandra picks out a long, green cotton skirt, a plain white blouse, and a black bow for the neck and stockings, socks, and other underwear.
She also picks out a black leather jacket and a pair of denim jeans, along with a knitted sweater.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Eh."
She appears underwhelmed.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Just try them on! You doubt my prowess?"