"Why!?" I complained, flopping on my bed. "There is nothing wrong with how I dress."

"It's sorta revealing," said the top less magician. I lifted my head up to glare at her.

"Says the person who does know where a shirt is," I hissed. She gasped and pulled her gravity loving robe up to cover her boobs.

"Audria that was entirely unneeded," Sin scolded me, "Now come on." He grabbed my arm and pulled me off of the bed, much to my struggle. "If you are going to represent Sindria in Reim you can't dress so casually."

I stared at him like he was dumb, which he was. "I've walked around Reim in stranger things than my usual style, and I've had a meeting with Scheherazade covered in what I hoped was mud. Clean and fully dressed will work."

"Audria," the three people present sighed in disappointment. I'm used to disappointment.

"It will be fun," Pisti cheered, "We all picked out outfits."

"How long have you guys been planning this, cause this is way over a spur of the moment thing," I questioned.

"I'm not hearing a no," Sin cheered and pushed behind the screen, where I saw a bunch of clothing hanging up.

"This is such h a waste of money," I commented.

"Just get changed," Yam yelled from the other side of the screen. I groaned and started looking through the clothing. It was mainly purple, white, red/pink, and some blue. I was lost about what to do. I've never had much of a fashion sense, just what functioned, and, for a while, what fit the demographic I was in. Start with some pink Altezca advised me.

I walked over to where there was a lunch of pink, and started searching for pants, which I unhappily found none, all the outfits put together for me had skirts. Far right my djinn offered. It looks cute. I begrudgingly put it on, hating how the shirt barely covered anything, and the skirt was too long, I couldn't properly fight in it.

"Don't forget to show us," Pisti sang from the other side, as I was trying to adjust the long sleeves to be in a comfortable position. I continued the futile attempts as I walked out from behind the screen.

"No," I stated before any of them could voicw their own opinion.

"The skirt's too long," Pisti added.

"I like the shirt," Yam said, "But the sleeves are too tight."

"How easily can you run in it?" Sin asked, at least he was putting more than how it looks into it.

"As easily as a fish can survive out if water," I deadpanned. "Or you know, me out of pants."

"Alright, try something else on," the girls pressured me into changing again. I went through the rest of the outfits, fiddling something I didn't like about them, along with the other's opinions of distaste.

"I'm not putting on this last one," I declared, taking one look at it and wanting to send it to the firey pits of Amon's dungeon.

"Put it on!" Pisti yelled, scaring myself and I'm sure the others. Driven by fear I put on the skanky outfit that could be mistaken as lingerie. I stepped out in the barely clothes outfit. Yamriaha, Pisti, and I all glared at Sin, knowing fully well he was the one who chose this outfit. He had a noticeable blush on his face, and his mouth looked like that of a fish, opening nd closing in a flustered mess. He hadn't picked out this outfit, someone else did.

"I'm changing," I declared with a huff and went back behind the screen, a strange idea coming from myself. "Oh hey, there's one more,"I said, trying to sound annoyed like I had been through all of this. I picked up my staff from the pile of my own clothing and summoned a set of Sin's clothing, from the room next door.

They were large on me, but it was meant to be a joke. The shirt constantly slid down my shoulder, so I needed to pull it up every other second. The skirt I needed to tie on much tighter, so the excess touched the ground. I ran out, my bare feet slapping on the ground, with a playful smirk on my lips. I stopped and made a pose with my hands on my hips. "It is I Sinbad, the conquer of the Seven Seas, and anything that look remotely like a girl." The two generals snickered at my little joke.

"Awe come on," I laughed, noticing the pout on my love's face. "It's just a joke." I came over and gave him a hug. "And it's sorta true. Yunan told me about that when you two first met you mistook him for a girl and started flirting with him." I could here the two females laughing their butts off at the reveal.

"Embarrassment is a two way street," he threatened, before grabbing me, and pulling me onto his lap, and into a deep kiss. The two generals instantly stop laughing. He pulled away, expecting me to be in a blushing embarrassed mess.

"You do that too often, I'm used to it," I told him with a smile, leaning in once again and giving him a kiss myself.

"Get a room," Pisti complained, throwing a discarded shirt at us.

I shifted so I was sitting more confidently next to Sin. "You are aware this is my room right?" I reminded the small general.

"Can we just choose an outfit for you, then the two of you can do whatever it is you two do," Yam pleaded.

"I mean none of those outfits suited me, I don't know what you want to do," I shrugged, then needed to fix the shirt I was wearing from falling down my arm.

"Actually..." Yam tilted her head in thought, "That would work...." I could see the idea coming to mind. "Audria, come on," She grabbed my arm and pulled me back behind the screen. I looked back at Sin pleading for help, but I got none.

The magician just stood there s she went through the piles of clothes, cause either was too lazy to hang them back up. "Put these on," she said handing me a shirt nd skirt. They were some of the articles of clothing I could deal with. I quickly changed, seeing no harm in it. The shirt was an off the shoulder, low hanging, crop top, blue with a yellow edge. The sleeves were loose and went to my elbows. The skirt had a diagonal end, reaching my knee on the left and swooping down to my ankle on the right. Once again blue and yellow hemmed. Once I was in this Yam come and wrapped a white cloth around my hips, tying it on my left for the fabric to fall the same way the skirt falls. After a moment of thought she added yet another thing. She wrapped another white cloth around my chest a couple times before tying it in the back, having the excess fall to just pass my knees.

"Not bad," I commented on her work and she smiled in appreciation.