Creepy Fans

Alessandra returned to her place. Jazzlyn was there with a big shit-eating grin. "Has Jazz been a naughty girl?" Jazz threw a bag at Alessandra, Alessandra opened the bag it was full of caps. Way more than what she was given to buy the dress. Alessandra looked up at Jazz with an eyebrow raised. "On the way to the vendor, some fan asked if that dress was yours. Before I could answer he offered three times what the vendor was selling it for. I took the fan's caps and then paid the vendor." Alessandra didn't know if she liked the idea of fans buying her old clothes. It felt creepy to her. "Did you get my armor ready?" Jazz pulled the armor mannequin out. "Did some painting while you waited I see." Jazz was anxious. "Do you like it? It's the closest I could get to your favorite color." Alessandra walked up to Jazz and kissed her gently. "I love it. It'll be easier for you to see me in battle that way."

Alessandra explained the plan to Jazz as she changed her clothes and put on her armor. Jazz was less than thrilled with the idea of having to move. "Don't worry. We won't be moving anytime soon. I guarantee it." Alessandra had no clue how she was going to guarantee that but she was going to die before she broke that promise to Jazz.