we can make a dress so pretty, there's nothing to it really (ota)

[itswhoyouare]

WHO: Anna Morasca, Eliot Spencer, possibly Lindsey McDonald and Parker, open to others
WHAT: Anna takes a moment to "alter" her uniform and finally meets up with the man she's been looking for.
WHEN: Day 2, various times of the day
WHERE: Tomorrowland, near Space Mountain
WARNINGS: Rampant sarcasm; possible violence, swearing, partial nudity... y'know, the usual.

While avoiding the Cornucopia may have been a good idea at first, the rumble in Anna's stomach made her think twice. Luckily, her search for Eliot and Parker was fruitful (literally) and she settled near a fruit tree that gave her both an excellent vantage point as well as cover. After eating, she stripped down to her slip and boots, draping her cape from the tree so she could get to work.

Anyone wandering by this particular corner is privy to a view of Anna in her slip, seated atop a large rock, trying to cut the seams on the skirt of her dress with a piece of sharpened steel she found inside of Space Mountain.

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[acro_bat_ic]

Barbara blinked at the sight, standing in plain view of the other woman. She hadn't expected to come across someone, and now that she had she wasn't sure what to do. She should... probably say something. Something that wouldn't get one of them killed, or tied up.

"...This a private de-sewing party, or can anyone join?"

[itswhoyouare]

Of course the second she hears Barbara's voice, Anna tenses and twirls the metal around her wrist with ease, ready to strike if she needs to.

But she looks like a kid...

"Depends. How old are you?"

[acro_bat_ic]

"I'm eighteen." And she doesn't appreciate any implication that she isn't, from her glare.