Wendi looked at Sette with a raised eyebrow. "Why do you wear that head-plate all the time?"
Sette blinked at the question. "...My hair falls over my eyes, I wear this to keep my hair up."
"...You could just get it cut." Wendi suggested and blanched at the look she was given.
"I rather like my hair, I do not like the thought of someone trying to chop it off." Sette's tone didn't change at all, but there was a look in her eyes that almost had Wendi wetting her pants and running to Nove for comfort.
"Sorry, sorry!" Wendi held her hands up. "I was just saying that you could get the hair in front of your eyes cut off so that you wouldn't have to wear that head-plate all the time."
"I like the head-plate." Sette stated as she continued to walk down the hallway.
Wendi blinked and followed after her. "Wait, that's it? You like that thing?" Sette nodded. "It looks weird though. We could try something else with it though." Sette looked at her in confusion, and Wendi's eyes lit up as she suddenly got an idea. "Come on! Let's go to the clothing locker! I've got an idea for you!"
Sette blinked as Wendi dragged her down the hallway.
(---)
Uno shook her head as she looked at the tables where Otto and Tre were both laid out. At least Sein wasn't around at the moment, otherwise she was certain that both Tre and Otto would have been felt up something fierce. 'Then again, Otto might be saved.' She thought to herself before snorting. 'Nah, Sein would just go for Otto's butt.'
"How are they?" Uno looked up as Jail walked into the room.
"Other than finding out what it's like to be in a toaster oven, they should be okay." Uno shook her head before calling up a vid screen of the training area. "...What the heck was Otto trying to do?"
"Create a Nova explosion." Otto muttered and sat up, before looking down at her naked body and sighing softly. "How many know now?"
"Just Tre." Uno smiled at her youngest sister. "I picked the two of you up before anyone saw you." Walking over to Otto, she put the back of her hand on Otto's forehead before nodding. "You've cooled off at least. What were you trying to do?"
"My Ray Storm is too linear, and the variant that I recently discovered does not have much range to it. I was trying to create a version that was a combination of both attacks." Otto looked down and sighed softly. "I did not take into account the sheer amount of heat that the attack would generate." She then looked at Tre and frowned. "Is Tre-nee okay?"
"I'm fine, I was just keeping my eyes closed because Uno likes to keep the lights on too bright."
"A headache never hurt anyone." Uno rolled her eyes. "And, Tre, if you wanted to strip your cute little sisters naked, you could have tried asking Otto instead of having her nearly blow you up."
Tre twitched and sat up more fully. "I think you have me confused for Sein, or maybe Quattro."
"I didn't think Sein liked Quattro enough to do that with her." Uno smirked lightly before throwing Otto and Tre a spare pair of their body suits.
Tre twitched slightly as she got off of the table. She wasn't surprised to find that Uno had already found them both underwear and, in Tre's case, a bra, to go with the suits. Putting on the clothes, Tre looked at Uno as she zipped up the suit. "You know what I mean. Her and Lutecia..."
Uno shrugged at the suggestion. "Whatever Quattro does is Quattro's business. Even if that business is doing stuff to Lutecia. You know that the legal age on Mid-Childa is very young. And even if it wasn't, Lutecia's more Belkan than Mid anyway, you know how that goes."
"Why does that bother you, Tre-nee?" Otto asked as she finished putting on her own suit. "While I do not like Quattro, I do not understand why Quattro doing to Lutecia what you and Sein do to each other is wrong."
Tre shrugged at that. "It just bothers me, Lutecia's like, what? Five? Six? That's too young, even for this world."
Jail coughed, catching their attention. "You shouldn't worry, Tre." He smiled at her. "I don't have cameras in your rooms, to give you privacy, but if it would make you feel better, I can have Lutecia spend more time with Due."
Tre nodded, that did make her feel better.
(---)
"There!" Wendi nodded and grinned as she finished messing with Sette's band. Looking at Sette, the smaller redhead sweat-dropped at the way Sette's hair was covering her eyes and down to her nose. "...You really do need a haircurk!" Wendi gasped as Sette's hand snapped out and squeezed Wendi's neck and lifted her up.
"No one will chop off my hair."
"Listen..." Wendi gasped out softly. "You don't need all... All of it cut off." Wendi groaned softly. "Un-nee..." She kicked her legs and tried to get free. "Un-nee's good at trimming hair without cutting it all off."
"Really?" Sette asked and let go of Wendi, who fell to the ground, gasping and rubbing her neck.
Wendi nodded as she handed the band back to Sette. "Yeah. Trust me, it'll look good, just a bit of your hair so that you can see better."
Sette slid the band up onto her forehead, which pushed her hair up, before she pushed it back against her head. "...I think I may take you up on that offer."
Wendi nodded and smiled as she saw the way Sette's pink hair, the few strands that hung down, peeked over the top of the band. The green, blue and white with the few strands of pink made the band look really interesting.
Wendi grinned and put an arm around Sette's shoulders, or tried to, since Sette was so tall, so she settled for wrapping her tail around Sette's waist. "I think a trim would do good for you. Besides, you'd look stupid with short hair."
Sette blinked a few times before a small smile crept up onto her face. "Indeed."