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NAKED MEME

Suddenly.

You are naked.

All of you. Even you, over there, the already naked guy.

Except for one thing.

You all have fig leaves over your privates. They cannot be removed or destroyed. They are large enough to cover everything. (They might itch a little)

Oh, and even already naked people with no visible privates will have the leaves, either over their naughty bits' actual locations, or just where they should be.

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They have...more of their body that they consider necessary to cover. It's a cultural standard as unexplainable as the last one I tried to explain.

[Headscratch.]

Eee. Tha-t be strrrayn-ge. Wha-t do Male go-t, if noh go-t drrrress?

Shorts or trousers, usually. Others, like Jamie, wear kilts. It's not considered necessary for men to cover their chests, but women are usually required to.

[Yup, human rules are weird.]

Why? Wha-t Fee-male go-t? Wha-t be Kill-t? Is noh drrrress?

::Squeak::

[Blush.]

Female breasts carry milk to nurse their young. Humans look for females with healthy-looking breasts because they subconsciously believe that if they mate with that person, their child will be well nourished. Because they've become part of the equation for mating, they're considered sexual areas and must be covered.

And a kilt is similar to a dress that only covers the area below the waist. They're part of the traditional attire in Scotland, where Jamie comes from.

Eee? Why Male noh got? Do Male noh hell-p?

::Chirp. Hello, Billy! Welcome to Curious Critters Anonymous::

So killlt be drrrress?

Males help, but they gather food from the outside environment. Women can gather outside food as well, but as they're the ones who hold the baby while it develops, their bodies are configured to release milk once the baby is born.

[He'll never stop being red-faced now. He hopes no women are listening.] I suppose you can classify it that way, but don't call it a dress to Jamie. He probably won't like it.

Why? If it wearrr li-ke drrress, it be drrrress?

::Squeak. He honestly has zero idea what's so embarrassing::

Oooh. Fee-male do carrry? Wha-t do Male do?

Care for her while she carries, and they raise the child together after it's born. [Ideally, anyway.]

Just...please call Jamie's clothing a kilt. He'll appreciate it.

Oooh. Rrrr-enne do tha-t. Eee. Rrrr-enne make fohrrr Bee, pants.

::Chitter. He's not sure how he's going to do that just yet but he'll figure it out::

No, you can relax. This situation will probably be resolved soon.

[He very carefully leans back against the tree, resigned to his fate of being naked for the next while.]

Eeee.

::Chirp. Well, okay then, but he's gathering the leaves again and trying to make a pillow out of 'em::

[Sees a green mass forming between two small blue masses.]

What are you building this time?

Eee. Pil-low.

::Chirp. Well, he's trying to::

[Now he thinks he can see it.]

Why do we need a pillow?

Rrr-enne wahn-t pil-low fohrr Bee ahn-d Rrrr-enne. Do...Back-kick?

::He's got the "kick back" colloquialism mixed up but colloquialisms and Renne are still like oil and water::

To...kick back and relax?

[That makes sense. And he can't oppose a plan like that.]

Eeee, tha-t. Wha-t Bee do?

::Squeak-chirp::

Close my eyes and attempt to let go of the things troubling me. It's not something I can afford to do very often, but as it's difficult to be productive right now anyway...I would do it.

[Nod. He's not working in the lab naked. The chemicals are too dangerous.]

::That gets a flash of concern. Pillow done as well as it can be, the beastie offers both this and a nudge to the Human::

Eee. Bee wahn-t Eeeerrr?

[Chuckles softly and leans on the pillow]

You know me, Renne. I have important work to do, and we'll all be in trouble if I spend too much time away from training and my job. I've always spent the vast majority of my time at work.

I like to relax when I can, but it's rare these days. Especially after the last attack---there's an urgency. We need to catch up to ensure that we're ready when the Ohm attack again.

Eee. But Bee, do noh need...rrrrun to rrrrock. Rrrr-enne do hell-p?

::Squeak. Then a gentle nudge as a flashing stripe of concern flicks across his skin::

You do help. It was worse before you came along. It's difficult for me to let go of old habits and accept the help I need, but I know that you're all going to help me do that.

[Perhaps Renne's species was on to something when it came to nudity. He definitely felt unable to hide.]

Eee. May-bee, Rrrr-enne hellp Bee ma-ke thin-g, ohrrr hell-p Bee do fight?

::He's not calling anyone incapable here. Hell, he thinks Billy can kick some serious tail like a superhero. It's more the emotional and psychological burdens::

[Nod.]

Of course you can. I wouldn't shut you out.

[Slumping back now. This almost feels nice, if he can ignore the stronger than usual breeze sensation.]

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