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[ Is that delighted giggling? ] I am never too busy to meet you, Stephanie.

Shall I come to your room?

Sure. Remember where it's at?

I could find my way there in the dark.

[A laugh.] True enough. I'll be waiting.

[ And Lucrezia will be there soon enough with a large wooden box in hand. She balances it on one hand to knock twice on the door. ]

[A distinct lack of shuffling later (Stephanie had ample time to make sure her room was clean and presentable), she opens the door with a smile.]

Hi.

[She eyes the box--hoo boy--and moves aside for Lucrezia to enter.]

That was fast. Did you run?

[ Lucrezia notes how neat Stephanie's room is now, but attributes it to stumbling in the dark previously. She never cleaned her own room anyway, the ghosts do that for her. She beams and shakes her head. ]

It seems we are neighbors. [ She offers the box to her, lighter than it may have seemed. ] It is a Tyrian purple. I think it would suit you, Crowned One.

Purple is my favorite. [She takes the box and goes to set it on the bed, laughing a little at whole 'Crowned One' bit. Also on the bed is a pair of jeans, and a few different tops.]

I wasn't really sure how comfortable you'd be in something without sleeves, so I figured I'd give you an alternative. And there's the matter of, uh--undergarments, but it'd probably be better for you to ask the ghosts for that while you're changing so you get the right size.

[And now she's got that out of the way, she'll open the box!]

[ She hovers over to pick up the jeans with both hands, as if admiring them in the light. She chuckles. ] It seems conducive for running about.

[ The tops get a similar treatment, with Lucrezia holding them up by the shoulders or by the sleeves. She lingers on the pink ruffled one, though still hesitant. It is made of thin cotton too. ] Is this not the undergarment?

[ Inside the box are various layers of clothing, with the embroidered outer layer at the very top, purple and gold. Below it are the sleeves, the silk shirt and even a headdress! ]

Running, climbing, you name it. [She had considered getting Lucrezia some sort of skirt, but most modern skirts showed leg and she figured she'd ease her into this madness.

She bites her lip in order to stop herself from laughing. This must be so weird for someone from Lucrezia's time.] Nope. That goes on top. I wouldn't wear just that if I were going outside, though. I'd wear a jacket over it.

[... though Steph's soon holding up some of the things in the box much in the same way Lucrezia is. It's all so... fancy...] I don't even know where to start.

[ Now she starts picturing herself in it, placing the jeans against her hips and imagining the jacket over the undergarment. Hm. A little plain but not bad. ] That is not too dissimilar then, except for the trousers.

[ She rests the jeans on the bed again to help Stephanie with all the dress parts, pointing out the undergarment. ] You wear that under everything else, and then the camorra. [ She tugs at a translucent and decorated fabric and grins. ] To show your most elegant back. Then the purple giornea and I can help you with the sleeves.

I suddenly understand with a lot more clarity why it takes you an hour to get dressed on your own. [She makes sure to pay attention as Lucrezia explains. There's an awkward laugh at the 'elegant back' line, but she thinks she can see how all of this goes together.]

We should probably do this one at a time in case either of us gets stuck. And by that, I mean in case I get stuck somewhere between the fifteen layers of stuff here.

[ She chuckles, tucking the fabrics back inside the box. ] It should take four hands quicker than that.

If you suppose your style of dressing is simpler, we could start with the easier challenge? [ A little selfish note here, because she is simply too eager to have clothes that do not threaten to trip her with every skip she does. ]

That's a good idea, Lucrezia. [She's thinking something similar--Steph herself is going to be more helpful when she's not in something that could trip her.]

Okay, so. It's pretty simple. You'll want to ask the ghosts for underwear in your size, which consists of two parts. A bra, which is for your breasts, and then panties for the nether regions. Then you can hop into the jeans, and pull the top over your head. Then you're done. Do this enough, and you'll be able to get dressed in like, a minute.

[She'll gather up the clothes and plop them into Lucrezia's arms, nodding at the bathroom door so she can change in private.] Lemme know if you need a hand. Oh, and a hint--the bra might be easier to get on if you put it around you, then clasp it, then turn it around and put your arm through the straps.

That is so many steps to remember.

[ Oh yes, a bra and panties. The items drop onto the pile of clothes already on her arms and she giggles at the sight of a bra.

She heads for the bathroom and leaves the door slightly ajar. She takes off her dress first, leaving piles of fabric on the bathroom floor that she steps over to put on the panties. Easy enough. The bra took much longer to put on and involved giggling with amusement at how the cups fit her. ]

Is this bra supposed to--amplify my breast?

I'd say support, but amplify is a good word, too. [She can't help but laugh at the giggles. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to the box, she waits.]

It makes sure nothing falls out.

[ Not that she has much thing that could fall out of--you know. ] I have heard that other lands may have different beauty ideals.

[ The shirt goes on so easily that she wonders why the inventor bothered with buttons. The jeans proved a challenge but with some tugging and a display of dexterity, it is fastened!

She admires herself in the mirror, and the strikingly clear mirror too, before she steps out of the bathroom and grins with accomplishment, twirling once for Stephanie's viewing pleasure. ]

I never knew trousers could be so uncomfortable.

That's very true. But I promise, even in my land, you'd be considered very pretty.

[And as cute as a button, too.

Steph claps her hands when Lucrezia emerges. She's pretty sure the girl could wear a paper sack and still be adorable. SUCCESS.]

You look great! Everything's in the proper place, too. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were from my time. Excellent fashion, if I do say so myself.

[ She laughs and blushes visibly, reaching one hand to brush Steph's hair away from her face. ]

You would fell many hearts as well, with those eyes, your fairest hair. [ Because she assumes Steph hasn't put lemons on hers. ]

I can learn to speak as you do. How do you say--cool?

You're too sweet. I feel my teeth rotting. [She stands up, putting her hands on her hips.] Don't look under my bed, though. That's where I keep all those hearts I fell. Fallen? Felled.

[She laughs again, rubbing at the corner of her eye. It's been a while since she's done something like this.]

Anyway, try this: "My name is Lucrezia, and I'm super cool."

Well then. [ She bites back a smile. ] If you cross me, Stephanie, I shall tell those men where they may reclaim their hearts and they shall besiege your bed at once.

[ She sashays over to the box, gesturing for Stephanie to come with her. ] So, it would be in your interest to obey my every order as I dress you up like a doll. Because I am Lucrezia.

And I am super cool.

[Besiege her bed? Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh.

... that works until Lucrezia says super cool with all that authority.]

Okay, okay! [Going over to Lucrezia, trying to not wheeze like a weirdo with laughter] I'm at your mercy. I would have been without the terrifying threats, though.

[ She laughs freely, taking a deep breath to calm herself as she turns to pick up the undergarment and camorra and offers them to Stephanie. ]

Here. These should be simple and modest enough for you to don on your own. [ Because she may not take kindly to changing in front of another person, considering the bathroom she prepared for Lucrezia too. ]

I suggest you do not wear your bra, though the panties should not interfere.

Gotcha. [Modest is good, since Steph's not exactly thrilled to show off the marks that crime-fighting in Gotham leaves behind. She takes the pieces with a smile.]

Wish me luck! [And then she disappears into the bathroom. Let's see...]

[ Lucrezia takes the time to lay out the different layers on the bed, the sleeves beside the outer gown and the headdress about it. Oh, and the shoes set on the floor beside the bed. ]

Have you invited Ezio to come for the game of vocabulary?

Stephanie

Lucrezia

Stephanie

Lucrezia

Stephanie

room filter forever! :)

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