badfic_manor | 3rd illusion || Rokudo Mukuro || [video/in person] Does this illusion make my butt look big?

[The feed comes on to the underside of Mukuro's face as he sets the blackberry down on a low table of sorts, and what appears to be a fruity-looking alcoholic beverage next to it... despite him being grossly underage. How he got it is anyone's guess. Though he's not looking to get drunk, just lightheaded enough to justify using his powers for something utterly frivolous ~~other then getting the alcohol~~. He's also looking much better then before, he's no longer using his illusions to keep himself steady, a bit pale, but that's nothing a little Hawaiian sun couldn't fix.

Behind him is a mirror fixed to a pillar like they have in an average clothing store, and a few racks of cloths can be seen in the reflection. Mukuro goes off-screen and out of sight for all of a second before coming back to take a look in front of the mirror in an ENTIRELY new outfit, and starts giving himself the up-down to see how it looks. Eventually turning around and looking over his shoulder to see how the outfit made his rear look. He thinks for a moment before his face scrunches up in disapproval. He goes off screen and once again comes back in a new outfit in far less time then it should take anyone to get dressed. Before he starts checking himself out again, he notices the feed is on and promptly picks up the blackberry smiling his telltale smile]

Oops.

[And he cuts the feed]

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[She squeaked with delight as she found a dress that was more ruffles than base fabric. She held it up to herself as she turned around]

Oh? Upland. Glinda Upland! You?

Rokudo Mukuro. It's a pleasure Ms. Upland.

[Though not really... while he always appreciated the more... flashy outfits... even he had his gagging limits...]

[She puts the dress back and walks over to him, her hand extended in true politician fashion]

Pleasure is all mine.

[He looked at the hand for a moment before taking it and shaking it politely. No bow, it was a touchy gesture... but not as touchy as some of the southern European customs. So she would either be northern European or possibly American... Glinda... sounded possibly German in origin, but Upland sounded more old English maybe? Possibly of mixed heritage? America was notorious for such things... and it would more or less explain... well HER. Though he never suspected the American stereotypes to be so... right on...]

So Ms. Upland, where is it you hail from? I want to guess and say North America perhaps?

[She looks confused for a moment]

Umm, no I'm from Northern Oz.

[She smiles.]

My family hails from the Upper Uplands

Oz?

[Now it's his turn to look honestly confused. Oz? As in the place from the movies and whatnot? And here he was thinking Glinda was an average name. My he certainly did overthink this one. He shakes his head dismissing his own confusion. The Author. Of course. She certainly had peculiar tastes. Well it's better to not to try to break the poor woman's mind with what "Oz" referred to where he was from.]

I can't say I've heard of Oz to be honest. I'm from a place called Italy. It's much like here only with a more...

[He brings a finger to his chin in a thoughtful gesture]

rustic charm. It's got quite a bit of history to it.

Italy...?

[Rustic seemed to always mean "rough" in Glinda's eyes. She had to mentally knock the dust off of her smallest red flag warning.]

Well, if it's anything like this place, it must be FANTASTIC

[She giggled, walking over to another rack. Red flag or not. She was here to SHOP]

It was rather nice. Very charming.

[Other then the mafia scourge that seemed to plague it. But that would be promptly dealt with upon his return to his world. For now, he had a fruity little martini just begging to be sipped.

And that's just what he needed to get more into the spirit of shopping rather then HOPELESSLY OVER-THINKING someone who didn't exactly have all that much to over-think about.

After a bout of nitpicking through cloths he spotted another ensemble he was rather fond of. However, he had NO desire to go run off to the fitting rooms to change like a normal person. He glanced over his shoulders to make sure Glinda's back was turned, and then ducked behind a pillar for not even a second, and walked out in the new outfit, and promplty began scrutinizing his appearance in the mirror]

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