♩ First Song: Clothing

[thepurpleway]

[Gakupo is staring at a reflection of himself outside of a shop, because one moment he just went out to meet a friend, and the next he's in an entirely different outfit. He panics and looks around for...something! Anything! Where is his cellphone?!

He checks his person. Nothing...except for a paper with an address on it. What is this for?

Gakupo spots a payphone and runs to it, slipping inside quickly and picks up the receiver. Oh, right. No money. Well, the operator must be able to help him, right?]

This is the operator, how may I direct your call?

Ah, yes, I need a bit of help. [He looks down at himself before continuing.] I think someone stole my clothing!

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Phone

[prissy_hooves]

So I suppose that means you're in the market for a new outfit, then?

Phone

[thepurpleway]

Oh, yes, I am! Can you help me? [Because finding new clothing is so important, Gakupo.] I...don't seem to have money, though.

Let's post with the right journal this time

[prissy_hooves]

Well, I'm sure we can work out some sort of arrangement. If you'd like to stop by so I can take your measurements, I'm located at 836 Hastings Boulevard.

There we go!

[thepurpleway]

Thank you very much! It may take me some time to find that place. I apologize if I'm tardy.

[prissy_hooves]

It's quite all right, I understand. You must be very disoriented if you've just arrived now.

[virtualdiva]

[At some point Miku's decided to pick up the phone, and is not expecting to hear anything particularly interesting. It's why hearing Gakupo's voice comes as such a shock.]

Gakupo-kun?!

[thepurpleway]

[...that wasn't the operator...]

...Miku-san?

[virtualdiva]

Yeah, it's me. Don't worry, I'll explain everything. Where are you?

[thepurpleway]

I'm in a pay phone. [Yes, that's all he knows.] Explain what, exactly? The whereabouts of my clothes?

[roadroller]

Stole your clothing? Well, what do you think I am, the fashion police? ♪

[yes, she knows it's Gakupo and is surprised, but she just feels like being sarcastic.]

[thepurpleway]

....are there any here? Because I did like my clothing.

[Pauses. Hey, wait a sec...]

Rin-chan...?

[roadroller]

Yeah, hey! ♪

[of course there aren't real fashion police, she's just going to ignore that. And somehow the only sewers she knows are from the cosplay cafe. Then again, that's probably exactly what he needs.]

You could always bug the cosplay cafe for something, I guess. ♪

[thepurpleway]

[He's slightly disappointed there aren't fashion police here, but he'll let it slide.]

This doesn't really look like the type of place to have a cosplay cafe...

[roadrolling]

♪ Who'd wanna steal a ridiculous samurai outfit like yours?

[thepurpleway]

It's not ridiculous!

[roadrolling]

♪ It's totally ridiculous!

Anyway, it's the town's fault. When it takes you, you don't get to keep anything! You noticed you're human, right?

[thepurpleway]

[Is NOT! Youth just can't appreciate style!

Gakupo forgets their argument and blinks. There is a sudden sinking feeling in his gut now.]

...what...

[heartmaestro]

Stole...your clothing? How so?

[thepurpleway]

I have no clue! They must be experts...

[heartmaestro]

Do you mean that they were quite literally stolen off of your body?

[thepurpleway]

Yes! They were! I wasn't even asleep!

[brassboobs]

Well look who's here.......

I didn't hope to see you in the neighborhood.

[thepurpleway]

...Luka-san!

[Wait, what does she mean by that?]

It's nice to see you, as well.

[brassboobs]

Nice seeing you too.

Don't worry you'll get use to things here in no time.

[thepurpleway]

From what I've been hearing so far, I doubt that.