fandomhigh | Practical Diplomacy, Friday, February 17, 2017

Today the class was meeting in the Danger Shop, and the scenario was set up to look like a busy open air city market. "When you are acting as a diplomat, you aren't working in a vacuum," Anakin said. "There are numerous other groups who are invested in making you fail in your operation, or even just knowing what you're doing. Today we're going to have an exercise about being aware of your surroundings, dodging a tail, and tailing a target yourself."

"One would think this is an easy exercise, but it is not," Obi-Wan said mildly. "There is a veritable treasure trove of ways in which people can keep track of not just your movements, but your communications. You may also wish to consider leaving your communications devices at home."

Anakin nodded. "Even on this primitive planet--" ANAKIN, "--there are hundreds of phone apps designed to look like one thing that are really serving as recording devices. Flashlight applications, for instance."

"So do make sure to check your cell phone," Obi-Wan said. "The sim may make use of it as well."

The sim would definitely make use of it because Anakin was a cheating cheater. "Remember that your appearance can be changed--so can the way you walk, how you hold yourself, and so on and so on. Your job is to not be noticed."

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Peridot was feeling a little less hopeless now, at least, and was turning around to look at Ada with a nod of her head.

"Yes! Yes, let me see!"

Okay, a lot less hopeless.

Ada put the brush back in her purse and pulled out her compact instead. "Here you go," she said, flipping it open and offering the little mirror to Peridot. "One pair of pigtails, an' you've got a different silhouette!"

Peridot leaned forward to peer at her reflection, looking thoughtful. That was definitely not the silhouette of a Peridot, and she had to admit, she kind of enjoyed the way her hair bobbled around when she moved her head.

"It's... that simple," she said, maybe a tiny bit stunned. "To change a shape, I mean. I never would have thought..."

Pardon her. She was an Era Two Peridot. This was a big deal.

"An' no two people look th' same with th' same hair style," Ada said, shaking out her hair, and then using her hands to pull it back into two pigtails, her thick hair and long curls causing a different shape. "See?"

Peridot smiled a bit wryly at that.

"I look nearly identical to all other Peridots, with the possible exception of Gem placement and slight differences in hue," she shared. "We might surprise you."

But, since there were no other Peridots on Earth...

"This... might work, though. For the purposes of this... exercise."

"We'll get y'some clothes, too," Ada promised, already thinking. "Long sleeves, an' maybe shorts over tights or something, since most pants are gonna be too long on you..."

She grinned at Peridot. "Most of us don't come in such a pretty green color, unfortunately."

"Unfortunately," Peridot agreed, because green was an excellent color to be, naturally. "I... don't know what the rest of what you said really means."

She was gonna let Ada take point on this one, maybe.

"Different types of clothes," Ada clarified, getting up and offering Peridot her hand. "Let's go find you something that fits."

Peridot eyed the offered hand, and then smiled a little as she took it. She pulled herself to her feet and gave a little nod, resisting the urge to giggle in glee as her hair bobbled around with the motion.

"Yes! Let's!"

Okay, the excuse to play dress-up, she was all for.

"So, 'tights' are stretchy fabric leg coverings that come in lots of colors," Ada said, already looking for things for Peridot. "They're useful because they also cover your feet, so there's no gaps showing your skin. You wear 'em under a skirt or dress, or even shorts."

"You're also gonna want a shirt of some sort, an' maybe a hat," she continued. "I'd say try anything on, an' I'll tell you yes or no?"

"I can do that," Peridot all but chirped, and set right to work starting to rummage through the selection. Stretchy leg coverings... shirt, hat. Layers. Oh, there was a puffy green thing that looked like a shirt if the arm-coverings were torn off, and...

She blinked and held up a pair of sneakers.

And then gasped and immediately pulled them on. She'd have to remove them to get the tights on later, but for the time being, limb enhancers.

Sort of.

Ada, meanwhile, had slipped into a suit that fit well enough, and was something a hipster PTA parent might wear.

"You findin' stuff?" she asked, as she rummaged around for shoes. "Holler if you want help."

"Stuff," Peridot proclaimed, grinning like a lunatic as she made her way up to Ada, clad in... well, clothes, definitely. She'd found a pair of black tights for herself, and had slipped a pair of jean shorts on overtop them. The slouch socks she was wearing with her sneakers had apparently taken one look at the eighties and decided that that particular decade wasn't eighties enough for them. The long-sleeved shirt she picked had little green alien face print on a white background (and good luck getting her to change out of that, Ada), and the whole ensemble was topped off with a green puffy vest and a ball cap. "I found plenty of stuff!"

That she had. Oh, that she had.

Edited 2017-02-17 20:27 (UTC)

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