A smile creeps to Atelia's face as she looks upon Maplepink's chosen form - that sorted out by Chaos itself. Smiling, she wraps the succubus in a tight hug, kissing her cheek gently before stepping back.<br/><br/>"You look beautiful, Maplepink. You'll do just fine. As a group, we're all going to mean total business out there, and be able to take control right from the start! All four of you look wonderful, I have to say. And to think that we might have to wait so long before we can play... oh well, more incentive to succeed and to succeed quickly, right?"<br/><br/>She grins, looking upon her female fiends with love and hope. It takes a special kind of soul to see the best in a demon or devil, but she<em>can</em>see the best in them, and maybe that lets them see the best in themselves as well, growing on them.<br/><br/>"Now, as for how to get there, the Realms are generally pretty easy to reach, but we may need to ask around in order to get as close as we can to our destination. So, are we ready?"<br/><br/>Only then does she remember that it might be an idea to put clothes on first. This becomes a very quick, frantic process, possibly assisted or indeed hindered by her retinue, and soon she has all kinds of clothes out, trying to get the entire team dressed.