[Time: September 10, 2020  1600 GMT.]
[Saldin walks into a Victoria's Secret next to a McDonalds.  She notices some 
antiglobalization protestors on the way in, a few of which start to eye her, but 
they don't follow her in and she fast enough to avoid a leaflet assault.
[On the inside she sees Yvonne, and a group of other shoppers.]
[Start]
* Saldin once again sighs with relief, having escaped being mobbed, in more ways 
than one. She is still she, because it is still the 10th. She looks around and 
blinks a few times, attempting to figure out what sort of clothes store this is.
* Yvonne is there, so whatever it is, it can't be good. :P
* Saldin looks at some of the mannequins carefully, and blinks, saying to 
herself in French, because apparently it's French day, <These must also be bras. 
Well, at least I was correct as to the purpose.>
* Yvonne looks up at that. "Squlg! Hi!" She glomps!
<Saldin> (From the front, I hope, because her back is covered by large unwieldy 
out of place pack.)
<Yvonne> ( From the front works. )
* Saldin is glomped, and looks down at Yvonne, saying in today's voice, which is 
soft/sultry. "Yvonne, hello." She pauses, then adds. "Aren't we in public? And 
if we are, could you let go of my chest?"
* Yvonne grins. "Well, it's not *technically* public..."
[Protestors: 'Hey hey, ho ho, corportization has got to go!'  'Victoria's secret 
is that she's a soulles multinational!']
* Saldin looks out at the protestors. "It seems quite public to me."
<Yvonne> Nope! It's a private multi-million dollar corporation!
* Yvonne feels around Saldin's chest. "Besides, I need to guage you for a good-
sized bra.
* Saldin says in a slightly suspicious tone. "With large windows..." she looks 
down at Yvonne's groping again, and seems speechless for a second. "... But that 
does not mean you have to squeeze, does it? I think you are doing what the 
americans call, 'copping a quick feel.'"
* Red says some choice words to the protestors on the way in, probably breaking 
their hearts, and then stops moving when she sees Saldin and Yvonne. She then 
proceeds to crack up.
<Yvonne> Well, how else am I gonna know?
<Yvonne> I can't just get you my size 'cause you're smaller, so I gotta tell 
somehow.
<Red> Measuring tape, dear. 
* Saldin turns towards Red quickly, which happens to seperate her breasts from 
Yvonne's hands, and thank Buddha for that. "Red! How nice to see you-- measuring 
tape! Of course."
* Yvonne looks over and waves to Red. "Hiya!"
[Protestors give up and move on to protest something else.  Red made them sad.]
<Yvonne> The universe says Saldin needs a bra.
<Red> ( ^_^_v )
* Red waves back. "Hello. Fancy meeting you two here."
* Saldin says, with a hint of indignation, "I can make my own... bra, thank you 
very much. I simply have not had much time today."
* Yvonne giggles. "Oh Squlg, you can't just make a bra. Where would you get 
materials?"
<Red> Palm leaves, of course. 
* Yvonne thinks about that, then giggles. "Or coconuts!"
* Saldin pauses, then says, "I keep quite a bit of spare cloth around. My 
clothing has a tendancy to become damaged."
<Saldin> Or lost. It is quite vexing.
<Red> I'm sure it is. Yvonne, why are you calling him 'Squlg'?
<Yvonne> Cloth? That won't do.  You need something lacy.  Maybe black. That's a 
good color for you.  It would go with your eyebrows!
* Yvonne grins at Red. "His name is the Super Quantum Leap Guy. Or Girl, 
depending. Don't forget, now.
<Red> ( A Q?!? Then it must be omnipotent! )
* Saldin says, helpfully, "Apparently, I share some similarity with a character 
from a story, and now I have a nickname."
<Red> ...ah ha. And here I thought it was 'Saldin'.
<Saldin> That was my impression as well. So, why are you here, Red?
* Yvonne smiles. "I like Squlg. I think it's cool!"
<Red> Well, normally I'd say your nickname might grow on you, but this once I'll 
make an exception. 
<Red> And I? I am here to buy underwear. Why else would I be here?
<Yvonne> Sightseeing?
<Red> No no, dear. I don't sightsee. Not the same way you do, at least. 
<Yvonne> Aww.
<Yvonne> Oh well.
* Yvonne gropes Saldin again. "Wanna help find her a bra? She doesn't have one, 
see?"
<Red> And you, Saldin? Did you just think 'going commando' was too uncomfortable?
* Saldin smiles weakly. "Going commando..." she shakes her head. "I was not 
formally introduced to the concept of a bra until yesterday. Although it does 
seem a useful concept, now that I have--" she looks at Yvonne critically.
* Yvonne smiles back pleasantly.
<Saldin> Haven't we covered this already? I am sure they have measuring tape 
around.
<Red> Yvonne, you mind not fondling the monk?
<Yvonne> I don't mind!
<Yvonne> And we don't need tape. I'm good at guessing.
* Red walks over to the counter, asks for and recieves measuring tape. "Then 
don't do it. You're making him uncomfortable."
<Yvonne> Awww...
* Red walks over to Saldin with her newfound measuring tape. "Release, Yvonne."
* Saldin reaches up and seperates Yvonne's hands from her chest anyway.
* Yvonne lets go and pouts.
<Saldin> (Ha.)
<Saldin> It is not actually that uncomfortable, simply extremely awkward. Do you 
do this with every woman you meet, Yvonne?
<Yvonne> If she lets me, sure!
<Red> Only if she thinks she can get away with -- see?
<Red> Now. Raise your arms, Saldin. 
<Mikka> (* beams Yvonne in the head with a Tails plushie.)
* Saldin raises her arms. "Aha." She stands there with her arms in the air for a 
second, then says, "I saw Breaker today. She seemed extremely well."
<Yvonne> Who?
* Red looks interested, now. "Oh? How'd you manage that?"
<Saldin> I walked there.
<Red> Ah. You mean the special walk you do?
* Saldin smiles. "Exactly."
* Red puts the tape around Saldin's chest above her breasts, just under her arms, 
notes the number. "Alright. Now lower them."
<Red> And Breaker needed you to be there? Or is that not the way it works?
<Yvonne> That name is weird.
* Saldin lowers her arms. "I am not sure yet, although if I were not there, I 
have no doubt she would have ended up stabbed as a lesson. She seemed very 
comfortable otherwise."
<Red> Another nickname. Mine isn't any more normal, honestly. 
<Yvonne> Oh.  Yeah, your name is weird too.  You should be.... Marsha!
<Red> ...'stabbed as a lesson'?
<Red> I'm fine being Red, Yvonne.
<Yvonne> Aw. Marsha's a nice name!
* Saldin glances over at Yvonne, then says, "Yes. She attacks in a headstrong 
manner. If I had not told her to back off, she most likely would have walked 
into the jagged wooden stick the 'Bitch' had, which I will call her for lack of 
a real name."
<Yvonne> Wouldn't that hurt?
<Red> Ah. She'll have to get over that. But she's doing well besides?
<Saldin> Yes. She does not have the clothing selection she would like, but she 
apparently has her music and looks forward to the contest she has set up.
<Red> And yes, Yvonne; that's why Saldin told her to back off.
* Yvonne blinks. "Really? I can help her pick nice clothes!"
<Red> Contest?
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* Saldin nods. "The contest to determine who trains her." She quirks her head. 
"I thought you would have known."
* Red measures Saldin's chest around it's fullest part, notes the number, nods 
to herself. "One moment, please, and I'll go pick you out something duly 
functional."
* Yvonne waits until Red moves far enough away, then whispers, "See? She just 
wanted to touch 'em too!"
* Saldin smiles a little, and turns towards Yvonne. "I don't think so. She is 
extremely helpful, and did not actually grab my chest. You could learn something 
from her."
<Yvonne> Yeah, she knows how to shoot a big gun.
* Red talks to the lady at the counter, makes purchases, walks over to Saldin 
with a white, plain, no-frills satin bra. "Here you go. I think they have a 
dressing room over yonder. And that contest sounds interesting."
<Yvonne> Awww... That one's boring!
<Red> Exactly. 
<Yvonne> And black is more her color.
<Red> I doubt people will be frequently seeing the bra, dear.  Honestly. 
* Saldin looks at it carefully, then nods. "It will certainly be interesting." 
She glances at Yvonne, then makes haste to the dressing room
<Yvonne> I dunno! I don't wear 'em.
<Saldin> (She wears halter tops all the time. ^_^;)
<Red> You don't wear bras?
<Yvonne> ( Not *all* the time... o/~ )
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* Yvonne shakes her head at Red. "Nah."
* Saldin comes out of the dressing room, wearing her very own bra under her 
shirt. Aw, it's a defining moment in her life as a woman. She walks over to Red 
and Yvonne and says questioningly, "Is this better?"
* Yvonne pokes Saldin's chest. "Let's test."
<Red> You tell me. If you're like me, you'll feel more comfortable. If you're 
like Yvonne... well, there's no telling then. 
* Yvonne giggles. "You'll feel more free!"
<Red> ...Right.
* Saldin frowns slightly. "It at least seems like they are less... obtrusive."
<Red> Anyway, my work is done here. I've got more shopping to do, but I'll talk 
to you girls later, ey?
<Yvonne> Well, what happens if it comes undone during a mission? Then you'll be 
in trouble.
<Saldin> Alright, I will see you later, Red.
* Yvonne waves to Red. "'Kay! Bye!"
* Red waves back and strolls out.
* Saldin frowns down at Yvonne. "Wouldn't that simply make it as it was before? 
And can poking my chest truly be that interesting? It is the same chest it was 
last night."
* Yvonne giggles after Red leaves. "I like her. She's hot!"
* Yvonne grins at Saldin. "Let's find out." She pokes it. "Yep!"
<Yvonne> Ok, so what happens if you're talking with your boss and you turn back 
into a guy?
* Saldin sighs a little, then says, "Then I will look extremely foolish, if I 
happened not to be wearing a shirt."
* Yvonne grins. "I think it'd look worse if you were a guy not wearing a shirt 
when you changed.
[End!]