"Really? Cool. Maybe I'll make my next witch's costume green so I can better sneak up on Theo."
Turtle doesn't flinch as the hat lands on her head, and she catches the Hazmat suit easily. She does notice, however, that Mike hangs on to the jellybeans. Just the same, Turtle is rather awestruck and starting to decide that she really likes Mike. He's a purveyor of random knowledge, and she recognizes a kindred soul. "So are you like, really a ninja?"
She quickly shoves her precious braids up into the hat and struggles into the Hazmat suit, after removing the jacket of course. Mostly she wanted to see if it would fit, but once it was on, she discovered that it effectively hid all of her except her face and hands. Brow furrowed, she sticks her head in the locker and starts rumaging around.
"You know, that Little Guy upstairs had quite a bad reaction when he saw me. It's a shame I don't have orange paint... what's this?" Turtle reemerges, a bottle of Caramel Magic Shell in her hands. "Neat! It has a turtle on the cover." She cracks the seal and spreads some in her hand. It instantly hardens, turning her skin a bright orange.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:00 pm (UTC)Turtle doesn't flinch as the hat lands on her head, and she catches the Hazmat suit easily. She does notice, however, that Mike hangs on to the jellybeans. Just the same, Turtle is rather awestruck and starting to decide that she really likes Mike. He's a purveyor of random knowledge, and she recognizes a kindred soul. "So are you like, really a ninja?"
She quickly shoves her precious braids up into the hat and struggles into the Hazmat suit, after removing the jacket of course. Mostly she wanted to see if it would fit, but once it was on, she discovered that it effectively hid all of her except her face and hands. Brow furrowed, she sticks her head in the locker and starts rumaging around.
"You know, that Little Guy upstairs had quite a bad reaction when he saw me. It's a shame I don't have orange paint... what's this?" Turtle reemerges, a bottle of Caramel Magic Shell in her hands. "Neat! It has a turtle on the cover." She cracks the seal and spreads some in her hand. It instantly hardens, turning her skin a bright orange.
Hmmmmm...