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[shufti]

[ooc: Note to self p343]
The door opens to reveal a bush. A fairly nice looking bush really, all leafy and green and having a load of twigs broken off it as a red-brown haired kid is shoved roughly through it by a large hand. The red army uniform is looking fairly clean today.
Shufti falls at the shove and stays on all fours for a moment, wheezing and out of breath. In each hand is a small dress, and on one cheek, some lipstick.

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[shufti]

Hm, it's quite a big bush. Or shrub. Aren't shrubs little?

Shufti wheezes. "Yes... please."

[shufti]

"I've... got the... dresses because we... have to go in... disguise. But the women were... angry so they chased us out of the camp and Sarge pushed me an' Ozzer in the bush. But Ozzer must have been in the next bit without the door."

[shufti]

"I was expecting that bit. But I wasn't expecting them to put their hands on me fruit!" Shufti exclaims, going quite red.

[shufti]

"'s disgusting." Shufti says indignantly. "My nadgers are my private property!"

[shufti]

Shufti wipes at it.

"Yuck!"

[shufti]

"Good. Horrible. Can't think why they wear the stuff."

[shufti]

"What, for like throwing grapes and stuff?" Shufti asks, invisaging a lady in a veil type scene.

[shufti]

"What's popcorn?"

[shufti]

Shufti looks at it for a moment, turning the piece around.

Then there is an attempt to peel it.

[shufti]

"But corn has a shell doesn't it?"

[shufti]

Shufti puts it down in alarm. Gently.

"You eat things that explode?"

[shufti]

Shufti pokes it with a crossbow point. When it doesn't explode, it is tasted carefully.

"It's nice. Thank you."

[sto-helit.livejournal.com]

Susan Sto Helit is sitting by the bar with coffee in hand. And a look at Shufti which roughly equates to "whut".

[shufti]

Shufti is still completely out of breath.

[sto-helit.livejournal.com]

"You're wearing lipstick," Susan informs Shufti solemnly. "Not in the usual place, I'm afraid."

[shufti]

Shufti looks up.

"Where!? I have to get it off. I was horrible!"

[sto-helit.livejournal.com]

"Here--" Susan presents a handkerchief from the Bar, wipes Shufti's cheek carefully as she looks her over and hides a smile. "What happened?"

[shufti]

"We went in to get the dresses for disguise, and we had to go to these girls who take their dresses off for money, and one of them put her hand right on me s...fruit!"