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[sworn]

[Backdated to Saturday morning]

[When Vereesa's eyes snap open, she's immediately aware that something is very wrong. She doesn't hear the shuffling of Alleria preparing for her day long before most people would rise from bed.

Instead, there's a man in her bed and it's definitely not her husband.

By now, she ought to be familiar with Paradisa's tricks, but even this is a dirty trick. She swiftly leaps from the bed to distance herself from the still-sleeping form that she does not recognize, and quickly reaches for her open journal, which records her movements and words.

She plans to throw it at him if necessary.]

You. Wake up.

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forgive me for the late 8(

[sworn]

[She pauses, and looks down at herself. Step one should probably be to get dressed...]

Perhaps we should discuss this after we are both decent, hmm?

[Watch her quickly skidaddle over behind that fancy divider of hers. She'll continue to speak with him regardless.]

You may ask of the castle some proper clothing. I doubt that it would deny us that, at the very least. I will remain here until you are ready.

No worries!

[syndicswillpay]

[He looks down at his mostly stripped uniform, leaving him only in his shirt and pants, really.]

Yeah, I guess you're right...

[He starts to wish up suitable clothing, mostly his uniform...

But all that shows up is jeans and a casual checked shirt. It suits him, sure, but it's not what he asked for.]

Well, I guess it's a causal dresscode, then.

[This was going to be odd. Geary hasn't been out of his uniform in over a year. A hundred if you count the time in stasis.]

[sworn]

[Once she's dressed as well, in Azeroth-casual fashion, her ears perk and wait until she can tell that he is dressed. And even then, she calls out to him. Just to be on the safe side.]

Are you finished?

[syndicswillpay]

[John is fiddling with a button on his sleeve, trying to get it to fasten, but other than that, he's decent.]

Yeah, I am.

[It feels odd, being in civvie clothes...]