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[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Some Medical Room in Genosha
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	Max's clothing magic actually managed to peg Waverley's style pretty spot on, perhaps even improving on it. Waverley had never put much effort into her appearance, having long since mastered the art of throwing on whatever was clean and closest. The magic, at least, seemed to have some sense of color coordination, giving Waves a deep purple blouse under a black baggie hoodie, as well as black leggings and a pair of tennis shoes with purple trimming. All in all, she looked like an ad for leisurewear. She stiffened as the magic worked its...well, its magic on her, her jaw setting as she looked down. She pulled the neck of the blouse out a bit to see if the spandex was still underneath. Luckily it was; she would've had to have a long chat about boundaries with their matricidal magician if it wasn't. But instead, she let it go.

	[color=purple]"I...I hope you're right,"[/color] she mumbled to Sunshine, letting out a deep breath. She had to let herself believe that the place could be as good as it seemed, at least for a little while. The thought was quickly expelled from her mind as she finally processed something else Sunshine said, something that made her eyes widen. Her hand shot out to grab Sunshine's arm as they entered the omega building, holding it tightly for a second, practically bouncing with excitement. [color=purple]"Sorry, did you say [i]fiance[/i]?! Shit, dude, why didn't you fucking lead with that?! That's big! Enormous! The fucking goliath of news! Do you have a date for the wedding? A venue? Bridesmaids? A videographer? I can do it for free, if you want, though I've never done a wedding. Shit dude, this is so exciting! It's exciting to just say it! Wedding! Sorry, I'm being weird, but god, this is gonna be fucking awesome! Oh shit, I didn't even ask about your fiance. Are they cool? I mean, obviously they are if you're marrying them but, like, what're they like? What's their name?"[/color] Waverley excitedly rambled as they made their way through the omega house, up to their things. She bent over the box, rummaging around the things until she found what she was looking for: her camera, as pristine as the day they were frozen, perhaps even more so. She'd been worried it'd be damage, but it was perfect, practically brand new.