FIRE ESCAPE First Draft Updates for 5/1/18: Other People’s Cold Weather Clothes

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The stuff we found in those closest was like a cross-section of fashion from the 1930s to modern day, spanning all walks of life, as well. From flapper dresses to evening gowns to 3 piece suits to tuxedoes and rich white lady fur coats, it was a library of clothes that was spread across those 8, or so, closets.

Apparently, though, no visitor to “Nowhere House” had come directly from a ski trip. Which was a shame since I really could have used some snow gear right about then. That’s not really foreshadowing or anything. It was just cold and the rich white lady fur coat option I ended up going with was not exactly dignifying but it was my warmest option.

Underneath the RWLFC I wore my own clothes but kept the jumpsuit over them, just for an extra layer. On top of the jumpsuit, I wore the drawstring backpack I’d been carrying the Accessory in but I wore it with the pack part being in front so I could  easily access it.

To complete the look, I found a white scarf leather racing gloves oh and my hoodie’s hood kept my head warm, a bit.  Of course, after all that, went the glasses.  The plan from there was pretty straightforward. Go through the Fire Escape, blind the thugs with light from the Accessory, grab Wise’s hopefully-not-lifeless body, and drag him back through the Fire Escape.

So, there I was, dressed like a person who really had trouble saying no to clothes, standing in the middle of Jill’s lab with her, Jim and my friends KJ and Kate looking on. KJ was excited and jealous.

“Easy-peasy, bro! In and out!” he said. “You sure I can’t come?”

“Dude, who’s DNA got dabbled with?  You’d suffocate in seconds, man,” I explained and watched KJ’s enthusiasm shrink.

“Oh yeah, well, be careful, bro.”

FIRE ESCAPE First Draft Updates for 4/30/18: Why We Rush

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“I think I can come up with some cold-weather clothes for you,” Jim said.

“You mean print out clothing?” KJ sounded dubious.

“Of course.” Jim sounded pretty sure of himself for a hologram… not that I had any experience with AI holograms.

“Just never heard of printing out clothes before,” KJ said.

“Dude—how do you not know about 3-D printing clothes? Dita Von Teese famously wore a 3-D printed dress like five years ago or something at this convention I read about.” Kate referenced something I remembered vaguely. “Isn’t Von Teese a burlesque model?”

“Jake are you serious?”

“You should google that,” I said.

“I should google that.”

“So, yes I can pretty much design anything, in theory.”

“Cool, so do it,” I said.

“How long will it take, though?” Kate asked sounding concerned.

“Well, a few hours at least.”

“Oh, come on, man! That’s not gonna work.”

“What? Why? What’s the rush?” Jim said.

“Just because our friend is quantumly paused doesn’t mean we want to leave him that way while he’s feeling pain,” Kate said.

“Yeah, man, I just want to get him safe,” I said.

“Dig it,” KJ added awkwardly.

“I don’t—“ Jim paused, cocking his head to the left, clearly puzzled by our attitude.

“Jim, j-j-just reference this under ‘humans’,” Jill said.

“Ohhhhhhh,” he said sounding like he understood everything suddenly.

“Just get working on your design, Jim, I take Jake and the gang upstairs to see if we can find some warm clothes in any of the other closets.

Now Jill says she had nothing to do with building this structure and after seeing in the closets in some of the other, disused (at least recently), it’s obvious this place was build by people from long ago.