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[The feed turns on, the signal coming from Robert Lutece's console - and there he is, standing in front of the camera...in what appear to be Rosalind's clothes. They're a bit too small, and his waist is cinched in...he's got a corset on. Deadpan, he addresses the camera.]

Good evening. I am Robert Lutece.

I would just like to say...I am a complete buffoon. If I weren't so busy secretly wearing my sister's clothes while she isn't home, I might actually take a moment to listen to her. She's had a hard time of things during all this, and I haven't been nearly sensitive enough. I'm a complete idiot. Here I am, telling her to be more social...just so I can lark about at home.

I am...ashamed.

[Something is...not quite right here.]

Comments

Video;

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[Oh, good. This is reaching people.]

I am, yes.

Video;

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Um...is there a reason you're wearing her clothes?

Video;

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I simply do sometimes.

The skirt is comfortable.

Breezy.

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[watcheslanterns]

Oh, well. That is true. Couldn't you find your own clothes though? Instead of borrowing hers?