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[He did start writing out a text about if she thinks that's a good idea and whatnot, but his brain catches up and he deletes all that.]

Want me to come help you pick something?

[And actually talk about this first.]

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HELP

[ COME HERE. SAVE ME. ]

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[Guess who doesn't even knock when he arrives at the Carnie suite and walks into Yuffie's room half an hour later.]

So.

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[Yuffie is standing in the middle of her room with things all over. She's basically tossed half her closet across her bed.]

...So.

So me'n Cloud. We're gonna... We're going to meet up. Cause stuff happened in Virgo, too.

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Shit.

[He wanders over to the bed and starts sifting through the clothes on her bed, looking for anything that seems like it even straddles the line of "appropriate fashion."]

Same kind of thing?

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I don't know. That's why I'm going. It wasn't safe to talk over text about this stuff!

[Yuffie may be tearing at her hair just a little.]

I mean my guard's just gonna think I'm being..[There's a vague hand gesture.] He already thinks I'm brainless, ya' know? But who knows about if he's gonna have one too, or if his is paying any attention cause you know they're gonna be watching us like crazy.

But if it's like a date, then maybe they'll leave us alone, right?

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They have guards over there too.

[He frowns and holds up a shirt-- too loud in all the wrong ways. Rejected.]

Last time I met up with someone from Virgo, we booked a hotel suite to get them off our backs. [Shrug.] If you pretend like you need some "privacy" you can probably get them to leave you alone for a while.

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Yeah. That's I think what we're thinking.

[Yuffie holds up a shoe, and then promptly tosses it somewhere over her shoulder.]

I just- [She makes a horrible disgruntled noise.]

I swear if they did anything to him I'm gonna-

[She just sort of punches the air, unable to think of a way to finish the sentence.]

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[He laughs a little and tosses a pair of shorts Yuffie's way for her to inspect.]

You say that, it almost makes me wish they did.

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I'd totally do it too. I'd give them a-

[She catches the shorts while she isn't looking in his direction, and then looks at them as if she's surprised that she did.]

Wont I get kicked out if I wear these?

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Why?

[He clearly does not see the issue.] It's not like they're assless.

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Close e-freaking-nough.

[She rolls her eyes, and then pitches them back at his head. Honestly, Yuffie's just in a terrible mood and Terry's just stuck being subjected to it, really.]

UGH! This sucks! I just wanna see him!