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[nnhlemonsyes]

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“...Who are you again? WHY are you speaking to me?”

[nunchukaninja-archive]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"

“... No...” Mikey said meekly, stopping his struggling, the bonds holding him to the dissection table proving unwilling to budge any time soon.

“But I don’t exactly want to be here either, y’know?”

[quartzrebellium]

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              “Oh --- you poor human. Are you okay? That looks as               though it may have hurt quite a bit.”

[skeletonwithabowtie]

@redhead-dork -- There was a skeleton approaching that nicely-decorated tree in Central Park and examining the fairy lights. Oh dear, now a little girl screamed. This was quite am odd scenario for an otherwise normal December afternoon.

[dutyvshonor]

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redhead-dork answered:

(( Sorry it took a little while to respond.)) Somehow, Doctor Chaplin had convinced Karai to go to a Halloween party. Chaplin had an idea for what they should dress up as, but he would never tell Karai what the costume was for both of them.

“Hold on!.. I think it’s time you found out what our costumes are…” Chaplin was very enthusiastic about the thought of matching costumes. Both of the costumes were in a black plastic bag, so he could surprise her even more. “I guess I can give you a hint…” He paused a little bit to think. “It’s based off of a movie…” He smiles a little bit, he knew that his hint was not very helpful, but he did not want to spoil the surprise. He ran off and stated, “I will be back soon!”

Around twenty minutes later, he sneaked up behind her and laughed a little. As she slowly turned around he stood in his costume. “ Do you like it?!.” He had a tuxedo that was stitched together with multi-colored pieces of cloth. He had black combat boots on but, his hair stayed the same. he laughed nervously, hoping that she at least had heard of The Nightmare before Christmas. “ Do you know the Movie, Mistress?”

Karai wasn't sure if she was regretting this yet, though she had a feeling she would be soon - still, she did wear a faint, patient smile, noting how much he seemed to be looking forward to this.  She didn't really understand what all the fuss was about, but if he wanted her to wear something silly just once, she supposed it couldn't hurt... as long as the business associates of the Foot did not see.  That would be awkward, at best.  Thankfully, the odds were slim.

She blinked slowly as he gave her the cryptic hint.  She didn't quite keep up with American media, either, so she doubted she would recognize the reference.  She shrugged a little.  "Very well, then."  She settled down to wait.

His footsteps alerted her to his presence long before she saw him, but she took her time turning around to look at him, having no idea what she'd see...

Oh.  Well.  She tilted her head curiously at him, brow furrowing.  He looked like a scarecrow, honestly.  In formal wear.  Not altogether unpleasant, but decidedly strange.  “It is certainly unusual... but that is the point, I suppose.”  She nodded in encouragement.

She smiled helplessly as he asked if she recognized it.  "I... might?  I cannot place it offhand, but I may know a little, if I knew the reference."  She felt a little foolish in her ignorance.