002 [video]

[agonybooth]

[Malcolm's actually using video for once, revealing that the left side of his face is burnt and scarred. And that he's female, but this doesn't seem to be something that bothers him since when he starts speaking, he doesn't sound at all worried, only slightly annoyed.]

It appears that I've lost a few sizes in some places. Would anybody be willing to spare a belt for a short while? I promise to return it when I'm done with it.

[He then hefts up a piece of metal that's shaped to the side of someone's face.]

And on the same subject of losing a few sizes, I also cannot wear this around anymore thanks to this physical transformation. Any suggestions as to what I could use in the meantime? I would really appreciate it.

Comments

[championoftime]

I could look around the TARDIS for something. [He knows far too many people that have had their fair share scarring.]

[agonybooth]

That's rather kind of you. Thank you. [Now he's wary and wondering what the price for this is going to be.]

[championoftime]

[Shortly he turns the feed back on, and there's a masquerade half-mask held up in front of the view.] Will this do? It's made for a lady. And it's of the more simplistic variety. [Not any feathers or anything.]

[darknessb4me]

Could put a paper bag on your head.

[agonybooth]

A paper bag isn't very practical.

[darknessb4me]

Neither is a mask.

[agonybooth]

It's practical for me.

[with_discipline]

[...Well this is interesting. T'Pol's just arching an eyebrow to herself before turning on her video feed.]

I have clothes you may borrow. [Weird crewmember from an alternate horrible reality. :c]

[agonybooth]

[He is so thankful that he's stopped wearing MACO jacket around. Don't need T'Pol to think he's from a worse place than she already thinks.]

What kind of clothes? [He thinks she has stuff like the Terran Starfleet uniform. Just wait until he finds out about the catsuits.]

[with_discipline]

[Smart move, Malcolm. Smart move. But she's arching another eyebrow because what clothes. You know what clothes she has. Well okay no he doesn't, so she tilts her head a little as she considers.]

I have my uniforms from the High Command with me, as well as civilian clothing. [Paaaause.] You're welcome to pick out what you'd prefer. [NO T'POL DON'T TELL HIM WHERE YOUR ROOM IS.]

[agonybooth]

[Why would he know what you wear, T'Pol. It's not like he stares at her bum or anything--oh wait.]

It would probably be easier to choose if I was there to look. Would it be acceptable for me to go there and see for myself?

[with_discipline]

[Sigh. She needs to wear Vulcan robes more often.]

Certainly. Level six, room eight.