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[foundjuanting]

[SO AFTER THAT WICKED PARTY there's one dude who's just taken a very long ride, and now is trying to get pretty damn drunk]

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[hench_wench]

[BITCH I SAID I WOULD AND I WILL]

I'll figure it out on my own.

[foundjuanting]

[no no, it's cool, I can wait and have a cup of wine]

I do not doubt that.

[hench_wench]

[LEAVING!!!!]

[Wait coming back]

[And knocking on Shaun's door]

[sharpasafawkes]

[There might be gentle laughter as she leaves??]

[And two fuzzy dogfaces poke out the door, followed by one very groggy-looking Shaun.]

...Do I even want to know?

[hench_wench]

Please tell me you either know how this damn dress works or you have a big pair of scissors.

[sharpasafawkes]

Actually, sixteenth century's one of my fields. Don't blame you though, the fashions' a bloody nightmare. Come on in, I think I've got something for you to wear once you're out of that.

[hench_wench]

Oh thank god, you are my new favorite person.

[sharpasafawkes]

...Goodbye sleep, I'll compose sonnets in your name.

So it looks like you've had a start on the sleeves, so we'll go from there.

[working on it, sideeyeing the bows because WHAT]

[hench_wench]

Oh please, you aren't that favorite.

[Do not even start with me, DO NOT EVEN]

[sharpasafawkes]

I meant that you'll come in at all hours to wake me up. Not... not that.

[hench_wench]

Uh huh. What do I do after the sleeves?

[sharpasafawkes]

I'm quite taken, thank you.

From here it's just quite a lot of unlacing. Luckily it's mostly down the back so once that's done you'll hopefully be able to slip out of it, unless you've got anything on underneath it.

[hench_wench]

I'm not even interested. Don't get a big head.

[Feeling around her back for laces :|]

[sharpasafawkes]

[SO MUCH LACES]

[hench_wench]

This takes foreverrrr.

[sharpasafawkes]

Yes, generally. It was sort of the point if you had more money then you really should have. Show it all off in downright uncomfortable ways, what else were you supposed to do with it, feed the poor?

[hench_wench]

Who has time for charity when it takes three hours to just change your darn clothes?

[sharpasafawkes]

Convenient how that all works out, yeah?

Don't worry, it's only about two hours... without hair or underclothes.

[hench_wench]

Oh my god. Are we close? Because I am about ready to get the scissors.

[sharpasafawkes]

Do you really want to make a mess of these laces? They're antiques.

[hench_wench]

[Grumble grumble HFFF FINE UGH]

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh don't make such a fuss, I'm sure it'll...

-Erm, yeah it. It might be a bit actually.

[hench_wench]

[Whiiiiiiiiine]

[She'll just get increasingly fidgety until this is over]

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh god fine, no need to whinge on about it.

[just a moment, and then rip, laces all properly cut]

[hench_wench]

[Out of that dress SO FAST]

Thank you! I totally owe you an undressing.