<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/e35/13381189_236387550075587_999398268_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTI3MDM1MDIwOTYwMzcyODQ4MA%3D%3D.2&amp;se=7)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Blackout (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12962174#msg12962174)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In her (and Hourglass's) Dorm<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 6th, late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hourglass (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12957766#msg12957766)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Hanging with her roommate<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>tee-shirt and panties (https://i2.wp.com/slotsmarvel.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/heroineflash.jpeg?resize=600%2C330)<br/><hr/><br/>Blackout understood the anxiety that Tessa was talking about.  She was pretty sure all of them had gone through that to some degree or another given how they were all considered freaks at some level or another with some mutations being more visible than others.  And while their respective mutations didn't manifest in a way that was visible to others, they had their scars and those were enough to make most people look at them strangely.  While Blackout was long since past that concern, Tessa clearly wasn't, not to mention her brand was something that was hard to miss and an explanation was something that most people would want or make up themselves.  And given the anger at mutants these days, they both knew the conclusion that would be reached, regardless of whether or not it was accurate or not.<br/><br/><strong>"I understand that,"</strong>she said lightly,<strong>"But if you really want to get over it, then the best way is to start doing it little by little.  At least here, you know that none of us are going to give you attitude over it."</strong>And she knew she was right.  Most everyone here had some sort of difficulty in their past and wouldn't be intentionally mean or cruel to the others.  So getting more comfortable around them would be a good first step before they tried actually going out into the world in general, at least when they were allowed to actually go places at all.  She was going to say something, but then Tessa started talking about the dress.  And as she did, Blackout couldn't help but smile.  She knew exactly what Tessa was talking about and as the girl finished talking, she would nod her heard softly.<strong>"I do.  That's why I do my hair like I do.  And why I dress like I dress.  I want people to see me and not my scars.  So I find ways to draw their attention away from them.  And we'll make that happen for you too, Tessa."</strong><br/><br/>Hoping up off the bed, Blackout smiled.<strong>"I don't know about you, but all this talk about clothes has me wondering how you'll look in some of mine,"</strong>she said,<strong>"And since it seems like neither one of us can sleep, why don't we have a bit of fun?"</strong>As she said this, she started to move to the closet that was meant to contain both of their clothing, but at the present housed mostly Blackout's various outfits.  She started to browse through them until she found what she was looking for.  It was a simple black dress (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6e/df/4b/6edf4b58302bd3a5bef8dd0d0e71c482.jpg) that wasn't overly showy while still not being all that conservative either.  She probably wouldn't have Tessa wear it in public just yet, but for just the two of them, she thought it would be cute to see the normally completely covered girl in a dress.<br/><br/>She looked over at Tessa and held the dress up.<strong>"I wanna see how this looks on you,"</strong>she said with a smile,<strong>"So come on, off with the baggy sweats and into the dress."</strong>She smiled as she moved back towards the bed and set the dress on it between them, hoping that her smile and her excitement over the situation would help to motivate Tessa to get into it as well and hopefully, the pair could have a bit of fun.