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[fu_noobspeaker]

Aw shucks, folks! Ain't it just a gosh-darned beautiful day? The wind's blowing in Marcy's tentacles, the toucans and the cows are a'lowing in the morning sun ... wouldn't today just be a great day for y'all to commune with nature?

[A CLUE: YOU ARE ALL NOW NAKED. Enjoy that.]

((YUP, IT'S JUST ABOUT NAKED DAY, FOLKS.))

Comments

[victorgeous]

[totally nonchalant]

[justwannahave]

*is communing with nature behind a makeshift sunbathing area*

*yes--that means she is looking around too*

[victorgeous]

Do you have a good view from there?

[justwannahave]

Good enough from where I'm sitting. [It's just a couple of bed sheets on the porch.] And how has your Mandatory Naked Day been?

[victorgeous]

Good so far, and getting better. Mind if I join you?

[justwannahave]

Have a seat. Or lounge. I have juice and stronger stuff if that's your poison.

[victorgeous]

[drops down and stretches out next to her]

I'll start slow, pass the juice.

[justwannahave]

*orange juice get*

It's a fine day for sunbathing . . . but bikinis were not allowed.

[victorgeous]

It will cut down on tan lines.

[justwannahave]

Oh yes, tan lines are a bother . . . Sunblock?

[victorgeous]

I get in all kinds of trouble for those.

Thank you.

[justwannahave]

Aw, can't they forgive you? It doesn't take anything away from the overall package.

[victorgeous]

You haven't met Capitol makeup artists. They're tyrants.

[justwannahave]

Cinna's one of them right? I won't tell him you said that.

[victorgeous]

He's a stylist. They're usually even worse than their minions.

Cinna takes that sneaky soft-handed approach, but don't let it fool you.

[justwannahave]

I'm beginning to think that stylist is an entirely different job where you come from. They probably can't reach you here though.