Fantasy Cursed Island

[Darkling0096]

Jerry narrowed her eyes at that. "I hear fey don't sleep. Watch yourself." And she started walking away to go check on Erina's progress with everyone's clothes.

 

[Fangs9090]

Niudisa just smiled at her before looking to Emil again.


Erina was just finishing up Fia's bra, since that one seemed to be the most urgent request, looking it over and making sure it seemed right.

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry blinked at Erina's creation. "Well you escalated quickly."

 

[Fangs9090]

Erina looked over. "Hm? Oh, this is for Fia. Veo came and specifically requested it for her." She looked to the garment again. "Though it is a fascinating thing to make. I'll be sure to make myself one as well." She looked at Jerry again. "Would you like one?"

 

[Darkling0096]

"What? No, I've... got a set." Jerry made a face at her own phrasing and shook her head. "I'm here about the other clothes. How are those coming along?"

 

[Fangs9090]

Erina glanced at her works in progress. "Little by little. I think Lyak's and Raine's should be done next. The smaller clothes tend to be quicker."

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry nodded, that did make sense, except, "Didn't you already make Lyak a dress?", she glanced towards the little goblin playing with a doll she'd made out of sticks in the corner, wearing Erina's handiwork. Jerry looked back at Erina, "Reason I asked is I think I pissed off Poli, I haven't seen them anywhere."

 

[Fangs9090]

Erina looked over at Lyak and paused. "Ah...right. I must getting my projects mixed up..." She made a note to double check her work before looking at Jerry. "Really? They tend to turn into random objects when not on you. Perhaps they've become something sitting around the camp? In any case, I've done some work on yours, but I figured you wouldn't want a skirt or dress, so I'm stalled there until I can figure out pants."

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry briefly looked around the camp. She considered using her ring, but if she'd done something to make Poli upset she didn't want to anger the mimic further by ratting out its hiding place. She'd picked too many mimic "locks" to know an irate abberation wasn't something you wanted to be touching. Erina's statement of not being able to figure out pants gave her pause. And then Jerry said words she didn't think she ever would, "I wouldn't mind a dress." As long as it was modified to have a hole for her tail she could probably still move about like normal, right?

 

[Fangs9090]

"Oh? Well, alright then. I'll make your outfit accordingly." She paused for a moment. "I feel I should make sure of one thing first though. Would you like a designated hole for your tail, or are you alright with just wearing the skirt over your tail?"

 

[Darkling0096]

"Preferably with a hole for the tail," Jerry nodded, too late to take that statement back. The outer scales on her tail would probably destroy Erina's work if just covered by it.

 

[Fangs9090]

Erina nodded. "Alright. Good luck with Poli. Oh, and if you see Fia, can you let her know that her bra is ready?"

 

[Darkling0096]

"Yeah," Jerry nodded and went to go see if she could spot the mimic without using her ring to do so.

 

[Fangs9090]

At first glance, the camp seemed to be the same always. There was the table with Emil, the food table with its chairs, the lockbox on the food table, and all the tents with their stuff.

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry knew from experience that one of Poli's preferred hiding forms was a lockbox, so just in case she went to investigate the box on the table.

 

[Fangs9090]

Sure enough, it was the same style of box that Poli did. So either that was Poli or someone got a lockbox that looked just like them. It seemed to be the former as it formed eyes when Jerry came close. "Need your suit back?"

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry nodded, "You're not mad?" She wasn't sure what she'd done that made Poli hide from her, byt she'd assumed they'd be mad.

 

[Fangs9090]

"Um... No? Am I supposed to be?"

 

[Darkling0096]

"Nope!", if Poli wasn't mad Jerry wasn't going to give them a reason, "Just hurry up and suit me up," she extended an arm for the mimic to latch onto.

 

[Fangs9090]

"Alright." Poli lost the lockbox form and hopped onto Jerry's arm, forming up the bodysuit around her.

 

[Darkling0096]

Clothed once more, Jerry went to go see what was going on with the laundry barrel, finding it done, and went about re-assembling her and Asta's tent.

 

[Fangs9090]

Poli tightened a little as they approached the tent, but they relaxed when they saw that the worst of it was gone.

 

[Darkling0096]

Jerry gave a squeak when she felt Poli tighten arround her, and pulled at the collar of the bodysuit to try and relieve some of that pressure. "Can you... not do that, please?"

 

[Fangs9090]

"Ah, sorry. I was still remembering the mess that was in here before..." Poli made sure to loosen back to the usual fit.

 

[Darkling0096]

"Oh," Jerry went a bit red in the face at being reminded of how she'd woken up. "I was drunk," she said hastily.