[There's a very nervous, very strong hope in Jane that no one in the Airlocked fandom will suspect her to ever dress up like this. Almost everything she's got on is black - a men's collared shirt, a baggy hoodie, jeans that are just asking to get the bottom hems worn and torn from walking around, lipstick and eyeliner and eye shadow as black as she'd seen Roxy's Mom wear on the covers of magazines. The only bits of color she has on are in three distinct accessories - a bright orange bandanna tied around her head, Rosie the Riveter style (Dirk, lend me your wits), a set of emerald green suspenders (Jake, I'm sorry, but I need your gumption), and a neat, neon pink bowtie (Roxy please, please, I've never wanted to be as brave as you are more than this moment). There's no blue and there's certainly no red - nothing that should tip someone off to who she really is - and hopefully, that's enough.
She presses her lips thin with sheepishness, folds her arms.] Nobody ended up saying anything to us...but right, of course.
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She presses her lips thin with sheepishness, folds her arms.] Nobody ended up saying anything to us...but right, of course.