Will of the Oppressed (Lucky x Gypsy) (open)

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila looked hesitantly at Mark. She wasn't a really trusting person as of now, but he was just gunna help her so she sucked it up. She followed Taylor carefully, not really sue what she was supposed to do.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Taylor had an easy smile as he led Akila into the room. He grabbed a knotted coil of rope. "Alright. Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, arms straight out to the side." Once she was standing correctly, he began sliding the rope around her body, muttering numbers to himself. Once he had the measurements, he went to the row of clothes. He pulled some off and handed them to Akila. "Here. Try these on and see how they fit." He gestured to a curtained off section.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila stood perfectly still while he did the measurements, and gladly took the clothes. Hurrying off to change she could have been happier to get rid of Clorogne's stink. She dressed in the clothes and then came out to give a twirl for Taylor. The shirt was just a little baggy but it worked for her and the pants were a perfect fit with a hole for her tail and everything.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

Taylor tugged at the shirt experimentally. "Hm. I could probably go one size smaller but that might be too small. Best to just leave you with that." He nodded firmly. "I'll have a couple other sets of clothes adjusted for you tonight. Come back before you go to bed." He told her with a smile, gesturing that she was free to go now.  

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila smiled and gave him a friendly hug after nodding. Leaving, she went straight to Markus.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus welcomed her back with a smile and a hug. Taylor came out of the room, carrying a few outfits. He dumped them on his desk and set to work, seemingly forgetting about the other two. Markus chuckled, seeing him hard at work. "Come on. Let's grab some breakfast." He said, slipping an arm over Akila's shoulders and leading her away.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila nodded and wrapped her arm around his as she walked, headed for food. She'd have to really ration her amounts this time so that she could eat later, too.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus lead her back to the cafeteria style room. He loaded up his plate, taking it to the table. He began eating hungrily, not sparing much time for talking. He was starving....

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila ate slowly but made sure to eat everything, even nibbling a muffin until it was only crumbs.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

(( -_- Brain dead......Sorry......))  

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Back with Clorogne and Aleera things were getting put together rather quickly. It was amazing how quickly the entire structure was put together, and now the siding was almost done.
It was hard for Clorogne to stay concentrated, though. His messenger still hadn't come back. No news at all. There must have been a complication.  

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

((Oh C'mon! We can make it exciting again DX))  

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

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