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Sure, why not, a handful of Bohemians will join this kid's tea party. 

One of them is a man in his late twenties with flyaway hair, wearing a waistcoat with mushrooms embroidered on it; instead of being a repeating pattern, no two mushrooms are of the same species. 

One of them is a woman wearing a green dress that makes Bonesaw feel sleepy if she looks at it too long, with a bird with seven heads perched on her hat. 

One of them is a woman with no eyes wearing an outfit that would be quite nice, except that those colors do not go together. 

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"Oooooh, how'd you make that dress???"

Bonesaw stares at the dress a bunch. She only sleeps when it's her bedtime, she made sure of it.

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"Oh, it was a souvenir from the Viric Jungle." 

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"Can I try it on?"

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"Perhaps some other time. I didn't bring a change of clothes." 

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"Silly of you not to bring a change of clothes if you're going to play dress up like that."

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She blinks at her. "Whatever do you mean?" 

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"Well, when you wear a special costume you should also have a normal change of clothes, just in case."

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"...This isn't a special costume, this is just...a dress, that I wear."

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"Well, it's very pretty and I sort of want to make my own. I guess you don't have to call it a costume."

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"Well, I also think it's pretty, but pretty dresses are just what one wears, if one is the sort of person to wear pretty dresses; if I had a change of clothes, that would also be a pretty dress." 

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"Hm, when I wear a pretty dress people say it's a costume."

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Well, if she regularly goes around trying on adult-sized clothes then that might have something to do with it. "I think the dress you're wearing right now is quite pretty, and doesn't look a bit like a costume," she says instead of that. 

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"Aw, thanks!"

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"What's your name?"

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"Bonesaw!"

"This is my Friend uh. Hapless." she says, gesturing.

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She titters softly. "So you have a noun but no adjective, and he has an adjective but no noun?" 

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"Mhm? What do you have?"

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"I'm the Silvered Aesthete. These are the Jam-Spackled Artist, and the Spider-Stricken Seamstress." 

The man with the mushroom vest gives her a look. "The Cremini Artist, thank you." 

"As you like." 

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Oh, so they do have capes here? Maybe?

"What do you all do?"

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"I go into Parabola for rare and dangerous art materials," the Silvered Aesthete says. 

"I paint," the Jam-Spackled Cremini Artist says. 

"With cremini jam," the Aesthete specifies. 

"Yes, I paint with cremini jam. It's an underrated medium!" 

"I sew," the Spider-Stricken Seamstress says softly. 

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Oh WOW this place is so great.

"Oh oh, what sort of things are dangerous art materials?"

 

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"Well, any unadulturated sources of Viric, of course. Anything to do with the Fingerkings. Parts of dangerous Parabolan animals...whole Parabolan animals." She strokes the bird on her shoulder. 

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"What's Viric?"

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She smooths her hand over her dress. "Why, this color, of course." 

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