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[maellum]

Camp out in the woods?

[Oh, darker pink. Maelle, perhaps used to once digging through Emma's cosmetics, swipes it onto her finger before patting it on her lips. Very demure!]

Yeah, I don't know if I can see you sleeping on the ground beneath the trees. No offense.

[sophielicious]

Thankfully, they had cabins. Still, nightmare.

(Horrible, just horrible. Maelle does look cute though, and it get Sophie to send her a smile of approval as she drives.)

My first mission was on a whole other planet where you'd basically get rich over gossip and fighting. More attention you'd get, more money and power, then we had the whole cabin bullshit, then... I guess Earth? Now here we are.

[maellum]

[That smile of approval makes her buzz.]

No camping of any sort for Sophie. Got it.

[sophielicious]

And no putting me in ugly clothes either. I still haven't forgiven Aurora for that.

(But, there they are, she can park the car and hop off with a sigh of satisfaction.)

[maellum]

[Maelle hops out too, rounding the car to join Sophie.]

What's the ugliest thing you've worn? If you feel like confessing, that is.

[sophielicious]

The tie-dye stuff they had us wear for camp, without a shred of doubt, I don't ever wear flats, that was a low.

(There was no winning. Wear it, look """""""ugly""""""""", don't wear it, fuck over your mission, it was so sad for her. Either way, into the shop! Adventures!)

I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who gave a crap about it, honestly. I'm... Picky.

(You don't say.)

[maellum]

[Maelle laughs!]

Yeah? You?

[She won't tease her too much, though. She's still learning her boundaries and really doesn't want to ruin this budding friendship. Her attention goes to the shop.]

I went shopping with Heather and then Sciel... there was so much at the mall, I felt like we missed a lot.

[sophielicious]

I know, it must be a huge shock for you to hear, considering my carefree vibe and all my strands of hair being accounted for.

(She can tease! If anything, Sophie will just tease her back, an offense for an offense, and they're even. It just gets her to bite the tip of her tongue, rolling her eyes as she opens the door with telekinesis for them to go in.

First things first are shoes, Sophe taps her cheek as she takes a look at the selection.)

Oh, man. You probably did. There are brands, you know, so you go to the right store, you get a fantastic selection of high-quality, top-notch, unquestionably fashionable outfits.

[maellum]

[So cool. Maelle happily trails after Sophie. It's kind of great how few people there are. Feels less suffocating than the mall.]

What's our plan of attack, then? Bottom up?

[sophielicious]

Here's what I'm thinking. We start with the shoes and the bags, because then I can get a better idea of what you like. We pair shoes and bags first, and then the outfit and accessories.

[maellum]

[Maelle looks at a nearby pair of black ballet flats.]

I like simple, I guess. Nothing too loud.

[Do not perceive her, etc.]

[sophielicious]

And you like 'nothing too loud' why, exactly? You're gorgeous. I'd be so loud if I were you.

(Just trying to get to the bottom of this no perceiving thought process through normal means.)

[maellum]

[Sophie is rapidly approaching the record for making Maelle burst out into laughter. Which is loud, for a brief moment! Then she shakes her head, embarrassed by the compliment.]

I can't be the strange kid and the loud kid. Seems like overkill, no?

[sophielicious]

Hello? Did I tell you the part I have four perfectly identical to me, equally telepathic, hivemindey sisters? Being weird and loud and gorgeous is the best! I'm telling you! And you're not even weird, you're fine!

(She's dead serious, kid!!!!)

[maellum]

I don't know, that sounds pretty fun. You'd never be lonely. I'd be jealous.

[Maelle's embraced solitude a little too much over the years, outside of Gustave. Emma sees her as a sister, sure, but their bond was never as strong as her and Gustave.]

There's fun strange and there's weird strange.

[sophielicious]

Eh, more or less.

(There's a lot to unpack there, and she's not getting into it, so instead:)

Okay, smartpants, convince me you're just soooo weird.

[maellum]

Ooh, are we going to have a weird kid competition? I was bounced from family to family because no one could handle my nightmares. Or maybe it was the talking to myself. Or the running away.

[It's not that serious! Maelle says it lightly enough. Eventually, she came to Gustave and Emma, and that's what matters ]

[sophielicious]

(Oh, Sophie's going to win this. She looks extremely serious for a moment, hands on Maelle's shoulder, that firmness like she is about to say something Oh So Important...)

One of my classmates was a floating brain in a jar, we had a room that literally became a person, and I literally got ressurected and became a crow demon once.

I win.

(And then she bursts into laughter, dropping the act before she chooses a pair of white shoes with a small heel.)

Here, try these on!

[maellum]

What?

[Maelle's eyes got very big there for a second, until Sophie laughed. It sounds so absurd it must be true, and she laughs, shaking her head. It's how she gets Maelle to not argue the choice of shoe. Instead, she sits, kicking off the sneakers she's grown so fond of.]

That doesn't sound like it'd be that weird from what you've told me so far about your world.

[sophielicious]

Oh, yeah, I'm incredibly serious!

(All did happen! And thankfully, that makes Maelle confused so she dresses herself up in her confusion! Wonderful

She's checking white bags now to pair it with, a little detour with explaining how to pair right after before she shrugs.)

I mean, to flatscans, all pretty weird. And also? Because that stuff is a Tuesday? You're not weird. Just rightfully upset? Most of us are.

[maellum]

[Maelle slips on the shoes and tests how they feel to walk in. Hops in them. They make a nice clicking sound.

She doesn't understand the term, flatscans, but she can guess what it means.]

Humans sound lousy in your world. [A beat, because hey, wait--] Guess they are in mine, too.

cw racism??? i'm sorry

[sophielicious]

(Why does she look so pretty in white!! It's probably the hair, it's a nice contrast, so let's get her a handbag, and pair this with a black outfit.)

Humans are the worst, Maelle. Just, ugh, gross. But, hey, let's not get me into that rabbit hole, hm? How are those nightmares? Stopped now or worsened?

[maellum]

One rabbit hole to another, huh?

[To be fair, there are maybe three cheerful topics in Maelle's life. Everything is a rabbit hole these days.]

They're just about different things, now.

[And she is trying very hard not to think of them, because they're miserable. She lets herself get distracted by a nearby pair of chunky sneakers. Wow, she would be soooo tall in these!]

[sophielicious]

I did some weird telepathic therapy with someone the other day. Kinda watching key events so she could get over them already. Let me know.

(But, don't, really, it's a lot. Oh, sneakers, ugh, okay, at least they got a heel? It goes into the 'we're taking this' spot.)

Okay, so, loose or tight clothing? Let's start with that for the outfits. Short, middle, long? I usually do loose top, due to the lack of boobs, and short and tight bottoms.

[maellum]

I'll pass, thanks.

[She doesn't want to relive what already keeps her up at night or grips her with terror at random moments throughout the day. She's just hoping that, with time, it becomes less frequent.]

... well, I don't exactly have a lot going on up top, either. Let's try your method.