 dress rehearsal

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[Puck seems to have a small changing booth set up. There are hangers inside with a few outfits, but secrecy is the goal. He pokes his head out to see if the coast is clear. His slender shoulders are surprisingly bare, save for the thin red straps of... a dress. Oh jeez.]

Haaaaamleeeeeeeeet~~~? I need your heeeelpppp~ I want the perfect thing to win the game with!

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[bacchusfool.livejournal.com]

[Oh, the little sigh, but he smiles nonetheless. Sometimes he really has to wonder about his team and their competitions amongst each other.]

You could try out various styles, see which ones match best. Trial and error, Puck~

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

I could~ but I only brought the stripey ones. Those are my favorite.

Oh! I brought something for you, too. [He pulls a large bow out of his box of goodies.] Even if you wouldn't look good in a dress, I still want to make your hair ... uki uki.~

[bacchusfool.livejournal.com]

Those will work, don't worry~ [He smiles, and it actually seems pretty darn genuine. Until the bow comes out. Dear mother of pearl.]

Ah, I'm... I'm flattered, Puck, but you don't have to trouble yourself like that. Really~

[bacchusfairy.livejournal.com]

[pout] You don't want to play?

[bacchusfool.livejournal.com]

[Oshi- it's The Pout] Oh, no no no! It's not like that! I'd be happy to play, Puck. I just didn't want you to go to all that trouble for me~