4th Form

[only_skin_deep]

Who: Mystique and open.
Broadcast: Yes.
Action: SS Golden.
When: Now.

[During one of her brief stop offs between planets, Mystique has come across a package left for her in the Golden’s cargo bay. Opening up the box, she scowls at the contents. It’s an hour or so later that a broadcast goes up to the Fleet.] Does anyone want clothing?

[Panning the camera around her feed shows a selection of clothing laid out on the floor of the cargo bay, ranging over several centuries and decades of style, from similar to those they found on the previous Green planet, to more ‘futuristic’ styles as predicted by earlier eras.] I don’t need them. Don’t send them to me again.

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[revengeofthemordsith]

[ She scowls at the old Victorian-style dress. It brings up unpleasant memories. ]

People wear these?

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[ontrial]

[ is that her ship's cargo bay covered in clothing? yes, yes it is. barriss is off the golden, but has to respond to try to be pragmatic anyway. ]

At least the timing's good, if anyone requires clothing of a different colour for faction-related reasons?

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[athru]

[ She's. Not laughing. Honest. ]

The red one isn't that bad.

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[noprophecies]

[hello, shipmate. She's wandering in when she overhears the broadcast and, being the nosy thing she is, comes over to investigate]

—those are clothes people actually wear?

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[lord_wizard]

Out of curiosity, what do you have against a free wardrobe?

[He honestly doesn't see much issue in the pieces he can see. He'd do a lot for an offering like that.]