DAHLING! (Mun has wanted to try this for awhile)

[fashionsbye]

It's been TOO long!

We MUST catch up, have you been working out? Your suit looks a bit loose in the waist! Oh but those clothes are so LAST SEASON! I've got JUST the new thing to blow them all away.

Come darling, I SHOW you what I have made!

[Edna picks up a remote control from the table, a bookcase slides away to reveal a Plexiglas window looking into a small white room. A simple white mannequin stands there with a brushed steel metal belt around its waist. The buckle has the letters "DM" on them.]

Here we have a fully adjustable belt. It’s stylish, matches well with any outfit. But secretly...

[She presses another button and from the spaces between the metal links an array of black orbs about an inch in diameter quickly shoot out and explode in a 360 degree ring of fire some five feet from the mannequin]

HA! Tell me THAT won't blow them away, do you see darling?

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I have a feeling these two meeting is a terrible idea

[jokester_not_joker]

I like your style! You would give my tailor a run for his money.

I'm still pretty fond of my titanium belt buckle though.

[To demonstrated he would pull on his back which would send the spring-loaded belt buckle flying forward at what would be groin height on another target.]

Re: I have a feeling these two meeting is a terrible idea

[fashionsbye]

[Edna's face falls upon seeing the Jokester]

I see,...

Well, I think your "tailor" [Edna makes finger quotes] ran off WITH your money, darling.

[Edna raises a single finger and pushes on the belt buckle until it clicks back into the "set" position, at her stature, Edna is about eye-height with the buckle]

Personally I'd say you were cheated, but then again maybe you WANTED to look like you just came from a rummage sale maybe?

[jokester_not_joker]

[He laughs at that.]

Well I'm supposed to look like a clown so I think he fit the theme alright.

[Edna's demeanor didn't really bother him. He has heard worse.]

[fashionsbye]

Well, you've succeeded in that respect, yes.

[Edna lets out a sigh and then reaches out to feel at the edge of the Jokester's jacket]

Honestly your theme needs work, darling.

[She then snaps her hand away and walks over to the table to shuffle some papers together. She doesn't look up from her task as she tidys up.]

So, what is your name Darling? Oh, and what do you... do, exactly?

[jokester_not_joker]

[Despite the garish color the suit itself is made out of very good material. Strong, durable yet comfortable to wear.]

You can call me Jokester. I guess you would call me a hero. I make life hellish for the villains of my world. Especially Owlman. Now if there's a theme you should be questioning it's his.

[fashionsbye]

[Edna looks up from her papers]

You GUESS you'd be a hero? Well, Jokester, the world hasn't much room for doubt. And making life hellish for villains? Well, for you that's good, but how well does it stop their plans?

[She opens a drawer and pulls out a large pad of paper and and pencil, scribbling down notes in between glances towards [Jokester]

[badatmyjob]

[Lukas claps his hands together, grinning widely. As best he can with his scarred-up face, anyway.]

Ooh! That's so cool! What else can you make?

[fashionsbye]

Cool?

Darling this is ARTISTRY! It cannot be summed up as merely COOL!

[She tosses the remote back onto the table]

And I make only the best in designs, both to be fashionable and practical for those selfless people who seek to make the world a better place.

[She puts a hand to her chin and looks Lukas over]

And who might YOU be then, Darling?

[badatmyjob]

[The demon in question looks like he could use a lot of help, fashion-wise. There sure is a lot of him, though, since he's about six and a half feet tall. The end of his long tail is wagging in excitement though, at the thought of a possible makeover.]

Name's Lukas~ The most fashionable Desire Demon this side of the Underworld.

[He does a little spin to show himself off. Clearly Edna should be impressed. Clearly.]

[fashionsbye]

[Edna's used to dealing with those who tower over her, so she just looks up like she always does.]

Lukas, yes, well dear, if you're the most fashionable, I suppose time in the underworld stopped at some point in the 1970's?

As for me, I'm Edna Mode, darling.

[She considers for a moment]

So,... a demon, well, this is new to me. Do you have any experience with hero work?

[badatmyjob]

What? No. Why would you say that?

[Maybe it has to do with him liking the loudest shirts in existence. At least the suit coat and pants are normal enough.

He can't help but laugh at that last comment though.]

"Hero work"? You mean, like, superheroes? You did hear me say that I'm a demon, right?

[fashionsbye]

[Edna clears here throat as she's unsure the reason why her fashion insult didn't get across]

Oh, no reason, darling.

And yes I did hear you're a demon, but then it takes all kinds doesn't it? Who am I to judge a person's origin, I just know clothes.

[red_star]

[Red Star just stares briefly because wow. He....knows enough about explosions that he doesn't see much value in such a belt. But it's still impressive.]

Is...very interesting.

[So says the young man dressed very obviously in military clothing from Russia.]

[fashionsbye]

Ah... I can see you have an eye for these things? Admittedly it's not practical for most supers, but I always like to tinker so I might see how creative people can be, yes? A good super is gifted, but a GREAT one can make use of ANYTHING.

[Edna laughs and looks Red Star over a bit]

Oh, and who are you wearing, dear? I know most don't like to name their designer, but I sense a hint of one of my friends from Omsk, hm?

[red_star]

[He looks confused, and then holds his arms out to look at his uniform.]

I am a soldier. This is standard uniform. I do not know anyone in Omsk.

[fashionsbye]

[Edna's eyes narrow a little and she speaks rapidly]

And so soldiers in your army go about in deep lime green double-breasted coats painted with bright red stars which might as well be a bulls-eye?

[Edna lets those words hang for a moment before saying]

I'm sure people are just JUMPING to enlist.

[red_star]

Iiiit.....is special unit.

[He looks self-conscious about the glaring red star on his chest now. Thank you Edna. He was so proud of it too until a moment ago.]

I was most fortunate to be chosen.

[fashionsbye]

Ah a SPECIAL unit, now that sounds more like it, Darling.

And fortune favors the bold, yes?

[Edna flashes a wide grin and she lats out a small laugh]

Still, I joke, I joke, yes? What's your name?

[halfa_hero]

...wait, so you're a fashion designer for superheroes?

[fashionsbye]

Oh but I am SO much MORE than just that, Darling.

I am a designer, inventor, and a woman who makes a good pot of coffee, if I do say so myself.

Of course just working for heroes, the great ones of our age, doesn't pay the bills so much, so I do some high fashion work on the side.

[She shakes her head]

Pity I had to do ONLY that for too many years. Where I'm from the heroes were all sent away, shoved into a closet without so much as a word of thanks for their work.

Eeee! Edna! :DDD

[willneverletitgo]

...clothes really aren't that important, you know.

[Says the AU!Elsa who is so thin that without layers and layers of clothes her individual ribs, breastbones and spinal ridges could be visible. She steps back, drawing her cape a bit tighter around herself.]

It's more important you and your mun get along.

[fashionsbye]

[Edna looks Elsa over, lowering her glasses to peer over the top of them]

They aren't? Haven't you EVER heard "Clothes make the man?" or in your case, woman?

And yes, my mun and I seem to be getting along alright, we have similar tastes and beliefs, you see.

[willneverletitgo]

Well, I suppose it's good not to dress in dirty clothes or things that are ragged, but clothes can't make someone a better or worse person.

Good. That's more than what most people can say.

[fashionsbye]

Ohh? They can't?

[Edna looks Elsa over, bending over a little to dip her head even closer to the ground as she walks around the frail young woman]

I can see your clothes clear as day. They reflect who you are, darling. I'm sure if you were to wear something different you might be more willing to agree with me.

May I have the pleasure of your name? I am Edna Mode.

[willneverletitgo]

I'm Elsa. Queen Elsa of Arendelle. That's all my clothes reflect, too. This is just what a queen wears in Arendelle tradition.