[h1][center][color=aba000]ACION[/color][/center][/h1]
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[color=red]”Anyone else get a messed up tracksuit? Mine has these two gaping holes in the back and it’s just a little bit too big.”[/color]

The line struck a chord in Acion's mind.

Wait what?

[color=aba000]'Did I...'[/color]

Mess up with the suit?

He looked at the red haired man in confusion. The jumpsuit he was wearing confirmed it: He mixed up the uniform. And so they did prepare for him. Were they expecting him to actually pass the test?

No matter the case, he would have to approach the guy about this. 

Acion moved close to the red haired man with a slightly apologetic face, vaguely hidden behind a stoic face.

[color=aba000]"I apologize, but I think I have taken the wrong outfit." [/color]

Maybe, maybe not, since his suit showed hints of being torn aside from the wings position. Acion might have taken his outfit, but it was also long-sleeved.

[color=aba000]"Would you want to switch right now, later, or do you want to keep it? I have taken quite a bit of matters into my own hands, so we might have been equalled in our outfit damage."[/color][hr]

[@Experiment 249]