[Mingle]

[randomly_modding]

[So you're in the studio and the camera crew has instructed your characters to break into your teams to discuss 1) the client's personal fashion comfort zone and preferences, and 2) how to give them the Stylecation makeover they obviously need, while 3) working in the episode theme of "animal".]

[Or that's what you're supposed to be talking about, to obey the host.]

[Please don't mind the cameras focused on you at all times, even following you to the snack table to grab coffee and danishes and donuts. But feel free to crash one of the other team mingles!]

Comments

[onehotpepper]

I think they're saving that for the wrap party.

[onehotpepper]

[smiling at him] I have. It's all the rage with a lot of people. It's supposed to be about "real" life situations, but they'll make it look a lot more dramatic than it actually is.

[onehotpepper]

[motioning to a little tray by the coffee dispensers] Those are tea bags, and there's the hot water. No liquor, though. I think they want us sober until this is over.

[onehotpepper]

[really? arches an eyebrow at you] No.

[ijustlovethat]

[Effie is excited!! looking at magazines and being a bit disappointed at the rather bland fashions (in her not so humble opinion). but she is still very, very excited!!!]

[buymorelifer]

[ He is attempting to put the (empty) coffee pot back surreptitiously enough that no one will see him and get mad at him. But he hears the girl and his heart hurts a little... for her and himself. ]

H, hey... are you okay?

[sank]

Nope. [ There's an audible clunk as Saki drops her feet back on the desk, leaning the chair back on its back legs once more. ] If you wanna come in, your monkey has to stay out in the hall.

[ She means the cameraman. She's been avoiding them like the plague. ]

[emends]

[ Lucina considers for a moment, then glances down at what she's wearing now. ]

This has served me well so far. It was crafted in the conceit of one of my ancestors. It would bring honour to this memory, I think.

[ Lucina, honey, no... ]

[emends]

I appreciate your willingness to help. I --

[ Whatever Lucina was about to add is cut off by a microphone suddenly being shoved under her nose.

She blinks. ]

[emends]

It is something not everyone is graced with. [ Her tone is easy, thoroughly unconcerned with Matt's deprecation. ] Help as much or as little as you wish. This whole venture seems rather frivolous, but I am curious to see how it turns out.

[ Read: She wants to play pretty pretty dress up. ]

[sizing]

[Blinks too, then frownsss.]

What the -- hey. [Seriously giving the crew A Look. Rude much?] Is that really necessary?

[sizing]

[She glances up quickly and with some effort manages to reign in her expression a little. But ffff.]

... no, I'll be fine. It's just -- my dad was here with everyone else before but he disappeared. He didn't show up here this time, either.

[buymorelifer]

[ Sad face. ]

Oh.... that sucks. I'm sorry. He didn't get hurt or anything, did he? Or, I mean, he's okay at home, right?

[sizing]

He should be. [As much as any of them are ever okay, maybe more if he really did get to stay alive. Tries to smile a little, she just misses him.] I am glad about that much.

Thanks, um... I'm Cassie.

[cocooned]

. . . Why based off of an animal. I always thought animal designs were really ugly.

[cocooned]

Eh... I'm still trying to figure out what the point of all this is.

[They're not allowed to go home, yet?]

But... a makeover is when you get a brand new 'style' that is meant to make you look your very best.

[She glances around at her team...]

Whether that actually gets accomplished or not, though...

[subdueme]

Because that's the theme...

[You zoned out at that part, didn't you?]

[cocooned]

[She's infiltrated the office, but what she meant not realize to begin with is that there's someone already in there.

Tucked in the corner, amidst a pile of open magazines, Yuuki shifts in her sleep.]

[cocooned]

That doesn't make it any better.

[subdueme]

It still needs to be incorporated somehow.

[cocooned]

Obviously. Although I don't know what the point of this is.

[She wrinkles her nose, hands on hips]

We completed their weird goal last time, and they still didn't send us home.

[cocooned]

[Yuuki's glancing through magazines, brows knit. A fashion show...? Honestly, she can't understand the point of the tasks they're being required to complete.

When are they going to be sent home...?

With a sigh, she thumbs through another page. Whoever thought a fashion show based off of an animal design has poor taste.]

Animal print is out of the question.

[buymorelifer]

[ He coughs, a little. There must be something in the air, because it's gotten in his eye. But he smiles back and holds his hand out. ]

I'm Chuck. Nice to meet you, Cassie.

[sank]

[ ...

Saki grabs the closest loose sheet of paper, crushes it into a sizeable paper ball, and tosses it at Yuuki's head. ]

[emends]

It is alright, [ she tells Cassie, managing a slight smile. ] I suppose it is my, ah, duty in this event.