Fashion Put it All On Me!

[Jasper]

"Mmm Hmmm!" Jasper quipped, clicking his tongue behind his teeth in a sort of tut tut sounds. He tapped his chin with his paw and tapped his foot on the ground. "Well, dear, we're going to somewhere, I just have to figure out what would look best on you. Besides a couple of well placed gentlemen. Oh, I'm just the worst!" Giggling softly, the white dog circled the girls like a shark circling prey, sizing them up and taking in their individual looks. He turned to Krystal and shook his head.

"Oh fine then, be a nudge," Jasper clucked, "Stay there with your absolutely dreadful jumpsuit. The ninteys called, honey, they want their look back." Returning his snarky tude towards Astrid, he clutched his chest as if he was having a heart attack. "Oh. My. God. Stop the presses I think I just lost it. Honey, WHAT on earth are you wearing?" His paws reached his face in a gasp before he facepalmed.

"Oi, we've got a LOT of work to do," he hissed, "Ladies, let's start with some basics. Make-up, Hair. You're all pretty but you gotta flaunt it chicas!" He turned to Pascal.

"Hon, you wanna join us here? Your look could use a makeover as well!"

[Pascal]

"Huh?" Pascal shifted her attention to the group which seemed to be led by a talking bipedal dog. ...'Kay. She could roll with that. Talking animals had been the norm for the past few days, so she could roll with Jasper and the others without complaint. It sounded like the dog knew what he was doing in terms of making girls look good. Pascal, who had about as much knowledge with fashion as Asbel did about not being a bonehead, thought she could use a few tips. Normally she wouldn't have cared, but for some reason she felt the need to at least try and look a little better for Hubert. A little. Pascal didn't want to entirely lose who she was in an effort to impress the young Lieutenant.

"Oh, sure. I've got like... no idea what I'm doing here. That's pretty weird, actually, since I usually have a pretty good handle on doin' stuff, but here we are. Scarves are all I really know about fashion-wise." Pascal admitted. As if seeking comfort in her own statement, Pascal gripped her precious blue scarf with one hand. Hopefully Jasper could give her some idea of what to do.

[Krystal]

Krystal knew she was going to regret this but maybe the dog, while he was very annoying and acted kind of like an ass, had a point, maybe she should get some new clothes. "Okay, I'll go with you. No make-up though," Krystal said to Jasper. "Also please don't push me again it's really annoying."

[Astrid]

Astrid was about to respond to Krystal when Jasper spoke up. "Hmph." she answered. He probably wouldn't care that this was standard viking attire. She wanted to walk away. However.... Astrid really had never doubted herself... maybe she just needed to blend in more... Astrid turned her following the white dog and the other girls into some logical explanation of camouflage and blending in with the people. It seemed pretty reasonable to her. Turning to the fox she whispered. "I don't think he'll push just stay on the opposite side of me. This skirt isn't just for looks." A smirk appeared on her lips as she followed the group.

At the mention of hair and make-up Astrid might have turned tail and the resolve would have been broken. But that would make her a coward. So clenching her teeth, girl followed suit. gods help me now...

[Dawn]

"Do you think you can help me with my hair too?" Dawn asked with a tiny smile as she twisted a lock of her blue hair in her finger. She did love her hair but she felt that it was time for a new change and if anyone seemed to know a thing about anything at all it would be having help from Jasper, May and some new friends.

[Jasper]

"Hair, makeup, clothes, you are talking a Hollywood glam dog, honey!" The sassy gay dog frowned and turned his nose up at Krystal. He just DID not like her. He wasn't being rude, he was just being brash and well, right! Her jumpsuit was looking like it was out of a Brittany Spears video after all. Jasper walked to Dawn's side and grabbed Pascal and the blue haired girl's hand with a big grin.

"Come ladies! Let's head forward into fashion!" His tail wagged slightly, he was still a dog after all, he yanked the girls towards a department store. Letting go of their hands, Jasper pointed up towards the name of the store. "Follow me into paradise girls! I'll make sure you pick out the right look for you! Blondie and nineties fox-I don't know your names- let's move it or lose it, capiche?"

[Pascal]

"Y'okay!" Pascal exclaimed. She followed after Jasper gleefully, actually seeming rather interested in getting in to the fashion game, and seemed to have a bit of spring in her step. She was actually kind of looking forward to seeing what Jasper would do to help her. She wasn't expecting any big changes in her physical appearance, but if she could get a few clothes that she was comfortable with and that looked good she would be happy. Hubert would be happy, too.

"So, what kinda stuff do you think would be all good lookin' for me?" Pascal asked. That was her main problem. Not knowing what to get or how to wear it just made her feel strange, but Pascal was hopeful that that was about to change.

[Astrid]

Astrid followed suit cautiously. This dog must know what he was doing, all these girls following him, everyone obeying his orders. What's there to loose? Astrid groaned in her mind. You're gonna, be here? Blend in. So Astrid hopped up to follow the white canine. "Astrid. Name's Astrid." she commented coolly. She didn't necessarily liked being called blondie.

Astrid followed suit, all she'd known was standard viking attire, what else was there? "So... uhm... what are we looking for? I take it no spikes." She spoke up, almost mournfully. Blue eyes scanned the surroundings, suspiciously. As if someone was going to come out of the store and drag her to the make up department or something. Actually if a fight ensued she probably would be thrilled. To bad this island didn't exactly look like the kind of place you'd fight for your life in. To bad.

[Krystal]

Krystal was slightly comforted by the fact that someone else around here didn't like this idea. She was confused by Astrid's comment about her skirt, maybe it was a cultural thing. "What do you...," Krystal started to ask before Jasper cut her off.

Krystal could tell Jasper didn't like her, but Krystal felt he didn't like her for petty reasons. "My name is Krystal, so please stop calling me nineties fox," Krystal said to Jasper, half hoping he won't call her nineties fox again and half not wanting to make him anymore mad.

Krystal followed the group into the store and immediately felt out of place. Sure Krystal has been to clothing stores before but never in a store that carried the latest fashions. Krystal looked around and didn't really see anything she liked. She noticed Astrid seemed nervous also. Krystal walked over to Astrid and asked, "Do you feel out of place too?"

[Dawn]

"Oh this is so exciting!" the blue haired girl said happily jumping up and down. She couldn't wait to get started. Now if there had been boys around they probably would have dragged her away from the story as fast as you could say "i'm going to be a gym leader" but here with girls she could take her time. "I am ready to look pretty!"