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 [u][b] Los Paraisos: Streets[/u][/b]

Aria’s face reddened almost immediately after Chirps tumbled out of the hay, immediately noticing the lack of clothing on his body apart from her scarf. [i]Her poor, poor scarf.[/i] She squeaked and covered her eyes, having seen waaaaay too much of Chirps than she had ever wanted to. Before she could demand an answer of why exactly he was naked and for him to give her scarf back, a loud scream interrupted her and she felt a breeze whip right past her and she opened her eyes only to see a very naked figure streaking through the streets. 

“My scarf!” Aria gave an anguished cry at her most beloved clothing disappearing from view and quickly gave chase, sprinting after the fleeing man. “Get back here, Chirps! Give it back!”

The two rounded a busier street, and almost immediately shrieks from other visitors pierced through Aria’s still vaguely pounding head. She covered her ears, wincing, before summoning up the energy to throw up a quick illusion of one of her dresses around the still running man. if later asked why she had chosen one of her dresses instead of something like a bathrobe, she would answer that it was because in her hungover state it was the first thing she thought of, but in truth it was also partly because she was slightly upset over the fact that she would no doubt need to disinfect her scarf after this whole ordeal was over. Did he have any idea how long that would take? It’s not like he could complain; iIt would certainly be a pain if he was arrested for indecent exposure with everything flapping everywhere, and she certainly didn’t want to be the one to explain the situation for security. 

Now how to get him to stop running? 

Before she could conjure up another illusion of, say, a wall or a hoard of angry chickens to block his path, Chirps promptly tripped, most likely taken off guard by the sudden appearance of the clothing around him. He landed on his face with a painful thud and Aria quickly caught up, quickly unwinding the fluffy scarf from around the ranger’s neck with one hand and the other on the waist of the loose cargo pants that had been continuously slipping during their little chase. 

“What is [i]wrong[/i] with you, running off like that?” She huffed, frowning down heavily as she leaned against a building, trying to rub away the headache that had only been aggravated by the run. “Naked, too!” She was not in a good mood; usually when she was hungover she would just take some painkillers and rest, but this morning had been ridiculously hectic and she hadn’t even been awake for an hour! She wondered how everyone else was doing as she nudged the prone man with a foot, irritated. “If you don’t get up I’m leaving you behind. Naked.”