Saskatchewan: XXIII & XXIV

They entered the room and Aria, as the first thing to do, decided to slap Toussaint with something quite soft, straight to her face.

Chyler blinked and looked at what she had caught before it reached the floor.

"What's that...?"

A purple-ish cape, silver wig and something that looked like... tits plate?

"Put it on, we're going to a gaming con." Aria rolled her eyes, and then, without any sort of warning, she took out her shirt and sprayed her hair profusely with the hair dye. Then she put on her suit, still having Toussaint looking at her, not really sure what to do. She wasn't sure if she wanted to attend, why the hell would she even want to... disguise herself?! "Ey, whataya looking at? Squeeze yourself in that."

"I have not really..."

Callaghan grunted, zipping her pants and then tossed her partner her phone with an art.

"An elf? Really?" she raised her eyebrow. "Blue one, no less?"