-03- Gundam Pilot's new clothes.

[stillshinigami]

[Those two little bastards were insistent. Duo had been cast in some new scenario, some new world and he was in the process of investigating why he was the emperor of some exotic land some thousands of years ago--whenever. When two charlatans appeared before his court Duo was quick to hand them a deal. New clothes? 'Sure. Go for it.' he had said. He didn't care. He was trying to find a way out. He'd already spent three days here being forced to endure all this medieval bullshit. Food might be poisoned? Had to watch morons risk their lives and stop them from doing so. Audience with the clergymen? His common folk? Etc? He had gained a certain sympathy for Trieze, even if just a little.]

Aw Fuck! [See, the point of the story is that he managed to get swindled out of his clothes somehow without him even realizing it. How these guys managed to talk him> into changing out of his clothes and pretending to put the fake clothes on while they made off with money and silk linins--a fact Duo could care less about---they could have asked he woulda---!!!]

[So he's completely naked and all of the clothing he has is at the Gundam hanger, and he's over here near the bar spouting a series of vulgarities under his breath, trying to find something to cover himself with.]

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[punkblaze]

[Eithan hears Duo cursing and mumbling and makes his way over, just to make sure everything is okay--]

Oh dear Miina! [He covers his eyes, turns his back to Duo and shakes his head.] Geez, man! What the hell?!

[Not that he can say too much, really - he's the one stuck in a dress, after all.]

[stillshinigami]

[And Duo catches sight of him, his immediate response is to duck behind the bar. What the hell?]

No fucking clue! [He snaps back. What is he gonna do? Maybe normally he wouldn't be so self conscious but people seeing the marks on his chest and back, arms and legs? Many of them deliberate? Too many questions.] Can you get me something to cover up with? [Please?]

[punkblaze]

No fu-... You don't know why you're not wearin' any clothes? What in the...!

[.. ... He shakes his head rapidly, trying to focus, to stop being kind of a jerk and actually try to help. Oh wait, he's stuck in a room with nothing in it but a spinning wheel and a metric fuckton of straw. So much for that...]

Seriously, I'd help if I could? But back in my world, I'm stuck. [He sighs.] I got locked in a room. Nothin' in there, especially not clothes. Sorry man.

[stillshinigami]

I do know... just... Never mind. Look. My clothes got stolen. [Practically. And now he's an emperor or some shit. Great.]

You can't even find me a towel around here? A sheet? Curtain? Something?

[Then he actually looks the kid over, and stifles a laugh.] Heh heh heh. Okay. Okay. Point taken. You obviously have your own problems.

[punkblaze]

[Twitch! He actually blushes a bit out of embarrassment and crosses his arms, like it would somehow hide the dress.]

Y-Yeah, just a few problems.

But uh, yeah. I can get a towel from the bathhouse thing, at least. Yeah? I'll be back.

[stillshinigami]

Join the club.

[Duo nods after him-aw. Wait! ] Get two of em!

[Sorry about laughing Eithan. He had to get the edge off his situation.]

[punkblaze]

Got it! [He calls over his shoulder, then runs off.]

[.... And he returns, a few minutes later, with two towels. He tosses them to Duo.]

Here. At least it's somethin' for now, right?

[stillshinigami]

[Duo takes the first one and drapes it over his shoulders, the other one around his waist.] Yeah. It's something.

I appreciate it. [Now he needed to make it to the hanger.]

Why the dress? How are you stuck? Need help?

[punkblaze]

Dunno how you can help, but thanks for the offer, man. [He sighs.]

I don't know why the dress. Still puzzlin' that one out. But I'm stuck 'cause my dad's a fuckin' moron. He told people I could do somethin' impossible, and the queen found out and wants me to do it. So, she's locked me up. And if it's not done by mornin', I'm dead.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale's drawn in by the commotion at the bar. The cursing makes him wrinkle his nose a bit, but it's quite apparent the boy is in distress, and Aziraphale's never one to turn away from someone who - ah. Oh, dear. He politely averts his eyes.]

Er. Are you in need of assistance?

[The answer may be obvious, but Aziraphale asks anyway. Perhaps his lack of clothing is intentional and he's distressed for some other reason; he can't be certain in this place.]

[stillshinigami]

[Assistance? Does he need... Of course he does. He moves around the bar.] Look, pal. Unless you don't mind letting me borrow some pants... Can I get a sheet or something?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Ah, so it is indeed the lack of clothing that's the problem.]

Certainly, dear boy.

[He gestures with one hand at the bar, still not looking, and a pair of gray slacks and a white shirt appear on the bar.]

Might I ask what happened?

[stillshinigami]

[A nudist would not be the strangest thing to come to this place, he imagines. He sees the clothing appear on the counter and swipes em, pulling the slacks on, then the shirt. It took a moment for him to collect his thoughts.]

I got pulled back to my... A verse, with the people I know all there, right?

Medieval age. It was crazy.

[stillshinigami]

[Strange situation to be in. He pulls the towel around his shoulders and looks at him.]

Want me to bust you out? We can go get some explosives. Shouldn't be a problem for me.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[When the boy begins speaking again, he chances a look over, and smiles at finding him perfectly decent. His brows furrow at his words, however.]

You were forced into a reality not your own, but populated with people you know? Good heavens. Were you able to get back here on your own?

[stillshinigami]

Pretty much.

[He pauses, looking down as he searches for the right trivial bit of knowledge.]

Are you familiar with 'The Emperor's New Clothes'? Cause that's what it was like.

[punkblaze]

I... yeah, that sound like a good plan, but wouldn't they just come after me again? Not to mention, pretty sure no one knows what explosives are. It's like I got thrown back a few centuries or somethin'. [Grumble] And my magic's gone, too. So fuckin' stupid...

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

I am indeed. I've several different versions, though the original booklet is likely the best. Quite a fellow, Hans, you know, he-

[He stops himself from rambling further, as he's reasonably certain the boy has other, more important things on his mind.]

Ah. And that's how you lost your clothes?

[stillshinigami]

Nobody knows what explosives are, huh?

The way I figure it, you make enough of an impact, they might get the message not to mess with you.

C'mon. [He wraps a hand around his towel and starts out for the hanger.]

[stillshinigami]

[Duo crooked a brow as this guy mentioned Hans. The author? He pulls at the collar.]

Yeah. Pretty much. Suddenly I show up and I'm a king and these two bastards tell me they want to make me clothes... I'm too busy trying to get back here to care so I give them a go ahead...

[He sighs.] Sooo if there game was to humiliate me they won. [His hands go up behind his head.] Oh well.

So what's this about Hans? you gonna tell me you know this guy?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

Yes, that does sound like the tale. A strange thing to come up with, forcing someone to live through a fairy tale. I suppose it may be one of those 'experiments' I keep hearing about?

[He blinks at the question.]

Er. Well, not necessarily know. Met a few times, really, though he did sign a copy of Fairy Tales Told for Children for me. Quite a lovely gathering, that was, Lady Gardiner was a wonderful hostess.

[He smiles a bit at the memory.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[Someone else making a racket outside his room while he was trying to nap. He grumbles as he opens the door, but the sight before him makes him stop and laugh.]

Duo, what the bloody hell are you doing naked?

[stillshinigami]

[Duo turns to look at him. What the bloody hell? Right.]

Let's start with you shutting the hell up and grabbing me a pair of pants, alright?

[He hides over behind the bar.]

[stillshinigami]

[So was guy old like Crowley or just from that era? The magic seemed to suggest the former, and he was more surprised now that he didn't react as strongly to the clothing appearing like that as he did.]

Must be. It's insane. We really are just here for their amusement, aren't we? [And that bothered him.]

Really? That's actually kinda cool.

By the way. The name's Duo. And thanks for the clothes.

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[Heero hears the commotion just as he appears on the plane and decides to check it out. It's obviously Duo yelling.]

Why are you naked?

[He really wants to laugh at this, but since he's such a nice person he won't. Though he should for playback.]

[Okay, maybe he will just a little bit.]