Makeover: Clone Edition

[Joza Perl]

“This is complicated.” She declared, having thought it moreso now that she learned that a machine was needed to do this properly. Sighing in frustration, she lifted her hand above the pin and fed the Force around it. Finally the stubborn thing would be worked loose, and Joza would sigh in relief this time.

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[The Bound Enigma]

The armor pieces fell to the ground one by one till there was just the skin tight bodysuit left. "Thank you." They stood there for a little bit. "You can stare later..." Once again, they stood there for a little bit. "Go on now, shoo!" He shooed her out with the sweater and some jeans he picked out when she wasn't looking.

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[Joza Perl]

“Alright, alriiiiight, I’m gone.” She held up her hands in defense, a wry smirk on her face. “Can’t a girl admire the fruits of her labor?” She left it at that, quickly retreating away from the dressing area.


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[The Bound Enigma]

A few minutes later, Rook stepped out wearing the Jeans and the sweater he had been given. The sweater was open a little, showing off his muscular body. "Did I need an undershirt or...?"

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[Joza Perl]

“Hmm…” Joza turned around to face him, looking over his new outfit. “Looks good! I’d say that you can forego it for a more casual look, but you might want one if you’re going out.”

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[The Bound Enigma]

Rook looked around, till he found a nice black dress shirt and dark grey trousers. "This looks nice."

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[Joza Perl]

Joza drifted over to where he’d found another set of clothes, glancing over them with an analytical eye. “The shirt is nice, but I’m not so sure about the style of pants…” She rummaged around the rack where they came from, retrieving an incredibly similar pair of pants in the same color. “This one would look much nicer.” She pointed out the different way the fabric was cut, but they were minute details.

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[The Bound Enigma]

"You're the fashion expert..." He took the pants, going back into the dressing room. He returned wearing the outfit. The shirt was a little tight, but the pants fit nicely. "How do I look?"

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[Joza Perl]

Bringing her hand up to her chin, Joza analyzed him for a few moments with a discerning eye before she broke into a smile. "Good! Everything seems to fit nicely, if a bit snug. You sure you're comfortable? You could go a size up if it's too tight. Not that I'm complaining."

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[The Bound Enigma]

"Of course you wouldn't complain. But no, I think this is good." Rook smirked, walking around in his fancy new duds. "I think I'll wear the other outfit out of here though... where do we go pay for this?"

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[Joza Perl]

"Up in the front." She jerked a thumb near the front of the store where the registers were. "Since you don't have any money, I'll be paying for them. Question is, how are you gonna pay me back?"

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[The Bound Enigma]

"I could do some mercenary work, but I'm guessing you want more." Rook chuckled a little, walking up to the front of the shop with her.

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[Joza Perl]

“Oh?” A brow went up at his implication, but she didn’t elaborate until they reached the register. Handing the clothes to the cashier, Joza watched as she scanned them. “How about you be my bodyguard until these are paid off? In a strictly platonic sense.”

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[The Bound Enigma]

"Bodyguard huh? I should keep my armor for that then eh?"

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[Joza Perl]

"I don't see why you can't have both. Need something to relax in." Joza shrugged, sliding her credit stick over to the cashier before turning to face Rook. "So? How about it? Wanna play Jedi's bodyguard?"

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[The Bound Enigma]

"Sure. I can play bodyguard." Rook flashed her a smile, waiting for her to finish up. "Ladies first."

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