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[soul_sister]

[In 304, a nun in an ash stained provincial dress and a half elf from the Times of Yore are crowded around a tablet propped up at the table. By the expressions ranging from serious to annoyed, some sort of argument has just taken place between the two of them.

Rosette is the one to address the network, as if proving a point in the simple asking.]

So! Hypothetically, if someone were going on a mission and needed to blend into the turn of the millennium, average working class crowd... what would you wear?

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[overclocking]

..........



Go get the map so we can mark them off, too.

[soul_sister]

Fine.. [She fishes out the now well worn map and petulantly puts a slash through the restaurant. And a frowny face next to it.]

I'll think of something else.

[overclocking]

Stick to establishments that aren't likely to throw you out for breaking things.

[soul_sister]

Nothing BROKE! It just kind of got everywhere. and on patrons. And the manager.

[overclocking]

... But they still threw you out.

Right?

Same difference.

[soul_sister]

The difference is there was no bill this time!