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Phase I: Unnecessarily Sexy Garb, Round 2
[Mikleo is absolutely not happy by the current state of his dress. Or lack thereof. He's more than embarrassed. This is pure mortification and he doesn't give a damn about saying he's the ugliest in Cerealia. Honestly, Mikleo's pretty sure they've been doing this to everyone, given how practiced the kidnappings are.
His face has never been so red.
It's not getting any better when he confronts the alien to give him back his damn clothes already. For those who can see him, there's nothing out of the ordinary about the seraph grumbling as he takes his clothes in his arms and tries to find a place to change back into them. For those who can't see him, it'll just look like those blue garments are...walking on their own.]
Phase III: Lailah's the better fortune teller, to be honest
[Mikleo might just be regretting letting Sorey talk him into attending this carnival. Thankfully, he has his original clothes back on. Unfortunately, he's once again being dragged into something he doesn't want to do.
In this case, it's into a booth with a fortune teller. All she does is give him a mask, a fortune cookie, and a mysterious smile before letting him go on his way.
Mikleo's so confused. He tries to throw the mask away, but all it does is return to his pocket. Okay, then. The seraph tries again, but it just returns like before. He sighs and just keeps it there. Whatever, it's not doing anything wrong at the moment. So, Mikleo focuses his attention on the cookie. Breaking it open, he pulls out the little piece of paper inside to read it.]
"All your sorrows will vanish."
[...Okay.
Just. Going to toss the cookie and the fortune into the trash, then.]
Somehow, I highly doubt that, especially since it's coming from a cookie.
OTA
Phase I: Unnecessarily Sexy Garb, Round 2
[Mikleo is absolutely not happy by the current state of his dress. Or lack thereof. He's more than embarrassed. This is pure mortification and he doesn't give a damn about saying he's the ugliest in Cerealia. Honestly, Mikleo's pretty sure they've been doing this to everyone, given how practiced the kidnappings are.
His face has never been so red.
It's not getting any better when he confronts the alien to give him back his damn clothes already. For those who can see him, there's nothing out of the ordinary about the seraph grumbling as he takes his clothes in his arms and tries to find a place to change back into them. For those who can't see him, it'll just look like those blue garments are...walking on their own.]
Phase III: Lailah's the better fortune teller, to be honest
[Mikleo might just be regretting letting Sorey talk him into attending this carnival. Thankfully, he has his original clothes back on. Unfortunately, he's once again being dragged into something he doesn't want to do.
In this case, it's into a booth with a fortune teller. All she does is give him a mask, a fortune cookie, and a mysterious smile before letting him go on his way.
Mikleo's so confused. He tries to throw the mask away, but all it does is return to his pocket. Okay, then. The seraph tries again, but it just returns like before. He sighs and just keeps it there. Whatever, it's not doing anything wrong at the moment. So, Mikleo focuses his attention on the cookie. Breaking it open, he pulls out the little piece of paper inside to read it.]
"All your sorrows will vanish."
[...Okay.
Just. Going to toss the cookie and the fortune into the trash, then.]
Somehow, I highly doubt that, especially since it's coming from a cookie.