<strong>-- Desmond - Juggs Automotive Repair - After the Meet --</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Desmond tutted, coming out of whatever VR-induced distraction that had been holding his attention.  "Come now, Aryl, sweety!" he cooed, his hands splayed dramatically to either side.  "We live in an age where the body is a tapestry, to be molded as we see fit!  If our darling Coyote wishes to look like an elf, then allow her to be seen as she<em>wants</em>to be seen!"<br/><br/>