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the thing that's held out to him is worse than what he's holding. a skimpy little maid outfit rolls out from the stranger's hold, showing off the fluff of the skirt, the carefully tailored lines, the little ribbons. he doesn't have to hold it up to his own body to know that there's absolutely no way he would be able to squeeze himself into that, especially not without ripping some of the seams. compared to it, his stockings feel tame, even manageable, and that's with the understanding that he also wouldn't fit into them.
with a slow sigh, defeated, his eyes close for a moment-- ) What a pain.
( there's nothing he can really do to salvage this. it's either doing the exchange, or turning his back on the stranger; but then that's something he's never really been able to do. as far as he's concerned, many of the people milling around the roulette wheel are victims in their own right: having to play by some ridiculous rules of a place that makes no sense.
he lets out a long breath, annoyed but resigned, through his nose: and holds out the package of stockings. )
...These will look better together. If you're wearing that, then at least they'll give you a little more cover.
( not much, since they're fishnets, but even so. ) I don't really know what we're supposed to do after this.
[ Poor Jotaro. This man is one of the few people in the room you should have any sympathy for.
Especially since he's holding up the garment as the boy mulls, glancing between it and Jotaro's much larger and bulkier frame, wondering if there's any chance in the world it might fit, and whether or not it would be sort of amusing to see.
The stockings and the dress do seem to complement each other as a set. Was this an actual coincidence, or just another shift in probability brought upon by the hexed branch growing out of his skull? The great mystery of his life is never quite knowing.
Jotaro makes that last statement of vexation, and Zahid glances at him in some confusion, opening his mouth like he wants to say something, then closing it again like he's reconsidering it. Was that a rhetorical statement? The answer sounds fairly obvious to him, given the instructions they were already given. ]
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the thing that's held out to him is worse than what he's holding. a skimpy little maid outfit rolls out from the stranger's hold, showing off the fluff of the skirt, the carefully tailored lines, the little ribbons. he doesn't have to hold it up to his own body to know that there's absolutely no way he would be able to squeeze himself into that, especially not without ripping some of the seams. compared to it, his stockings feel tame, even manageable, and that's with the understanding that he also wouldn't fit into them.
with a slow sigh, defeated, his eyes close for a moment-- ) What a pain.
( there's nothing he can really do to salvage this. it's either doing the exchange, or turning his back on the stranger; but then that's something he's never really been able to do. as far as he's concerned, many of the people milling around the roulette wheel are victims in their own right: having to play by some ridiculous rules of a place that makes no sense.
he lets out a long breath, annoyed but resigned, through his nose: and holds out the package of stockings. )
...These will look better together. If you're wearing that, then at least they'll give you a little more cover.
( not much, since they're fishnets, but even so. ) I don't really know what we're supposed to do after this.
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Especially since he's holding up the garment as the boy mulls, glancing between it and Jotaro's much larger and bulkier frame, wondering if there's any chance in the world it might fit, and whether or not it would be sort of amusing to see.
The stockings and the dress do seem to complement each other as a set. Was this an actual coincidence, or just another shift in probability brought upon by the hexed branch growing out of his skull? The great mystery of his life is never quite knowing.
Jotaro makes that last statement of vexation, and Zahid glances at him in some confusion, opening his mouth like he wants to say something, then closing it again like he's reconsidering it. Was that a rhetorical statement? The answer sounds fairly obvious to him, given the instructions they were already given. ]
Have ... a lay?