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Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String [Open]
Rein was hard at work mass producing a few costumes when her information post got a wealth of replies. So she had fired up the sewing machines and was hard at work itemizing things. An appointment here with Arika, a few more there, and that nervous sounding young man for after hours.
She was humming as she moved to make a suit of fantasy armor, one of that undoubtedly cut for females but she had been playing a LOT of Monster Hunter on the PSP.
She was humming as she moved to make a suit of fantasy armor, one of that undoubtedly cut for females but she had been playing a LOT of Monster Hunter on the PSP.
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It looked fairly impressive: sewing machines, some costumes. But no people, which had him wondering if maybe Rein was out.
"I'm looking for someone named Rein Zwei? I wanted to see about getting some clothes."
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Stepping through on quiet feet, she gazed at the dozens and dozens of items around her. It was wonderful, she thought.
"Officer Zwei? Have I come at a bad time?"
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Besides, it took him a while to get over the fact that there was a sky in this city, and Alice kept trying to explore further than Alex was comfortable with, now that he knew that there was a cat around here somewhere.
Well, this looked like the store at least. He summoned the curious rat back to him with a soft call of her name and he knocked on the door.
Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about other people walking in on him with this arrangement.
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Eventually, she had found Stormwind Clothiers, though. She pushed her way through the door, eyes wide.
"Hello?"
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"I'm Fox Mulder, looking for, uh, Miss Zwei?"
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A blond Time Lord had appeared on the random, having glanced over the announcement on the omnicoms some time ago. At first he decided that he was content with the patchwork costume he’d so far assembled—beige frock coat, matching hat and celery from when he awoke, white button-up shirt and plimsolls from shore leave—but then the Doctor figured that, well, it was on the way, the worst that could happen was that she’d refuse to make him anything, and he did feel rather ridiculous walking around without any pants.
Ahem.
The Doctor poked his head in the door, peering from underneath his Panama hat as he made himself known to the seamstress hard at work. “Ah—hello, sorry to intrude. I’m the Doctor. Are you busy?”
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She opened the door, calling out as she entered. "Hello?"
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She decided she was definitely stopping in. "Hello in there!" She called out.
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