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Taylor leaned against the window, watching the buildings go by, the PRT van full of her teammates driving them all back to the HQ, all of whom were busy talking and joking with each other. She didn't join in because one she felt slightly tired and two she was trying her best to understand what Asriel was saying about Pocket dimensions.'-accessing this other-space, and stabilizing it allowing for the storage of non-living material, the void being extremely hostile to life. Now the exact location of-' Needless to say she was having some trouble understanding it.

Before Asriel could go much farther she finally noticed that they weren't going past any more buildings and were in fact inside one. When'd that happen? The other Wards were already unbuckling themselves from their seats in the van, laughing at some joke she hadn't been paying attention to. Asriel quieted, noticing her attention drifting away from him. Carlos turned towards her with a grin. "So how's the first day at Arcadia High?"

She smiled softly and shrugged, unbuckling herself and following after the Wards as they exited the van. "It was a lot better then Winslow." That garnered a few smiles from the others, Dennis giving her a thumbs up.

"Guess the low part of your life was at Winslow huh?" Dennis asked, getting a smirk from Chris while the others rolled their eyes.

She chuckled at that stupid little joke, stepping out into the garage and looking over the PRT vans lining up and down the walls. Maybe half a dozen. "That's a horrible joke and you know it." Dennis shrugged with a toothy grin. Just behind him she could see Armsmaster striding towards them already. They didn't get a moment's rest after school did they? She waved at him as he approached, the other Wards following her gaze.

Carlos cocked his head. "Hey what's up Armsmaster?"

"Just taking Taylor to the PR department." He said waving them along. Shrugging to the Wards and waving they followed Armsmaster back out of the garage. "You should probably turn into your Azriel form."

Nodding she did just that and started shifting, stepping through a door and into the same elevator as before. Then something came to mind as he pressed the button again and sent them moving. "Oh I also got him to write that list for you guys." She said slipping off her backpack and digging through it for the unaltered list, a different list than the one they had made originally so they wouldn't see the smudges.

Fishing it out she handed him their list, a single page that Asriel had neatly scribbled whatever he could think of. He took it and quickly read it over as she continued changing. "So… he thinks you're both a Tinker? One that can make," He looked at the paper again. "Dimensional Boxes. I'm assuming that has something to do with either pocket realities or some type of shrinking device?"

She paused at that. "He… uh said something about it being sub-dimensions and something else about layers. I could have him try to explain it for you? You might be able to understand what he's saying better than I do."

It was evident he was thinking it over as the elevator stopped at whatever level he picked. Before the doors opened he leaned over and pushed another button, apparently keeping the doors closed. "A brief overview would work until we can talk more later."

Nodding she gave a nudge to Asriel, that being his cue to explain to Armsmaster. "Dimensional boxes work by accessing a sub-dimension, a layer of reality between this dimension and others. The box creates a temporary stable link to a particular part of the sub-dimension, where objects can be stored and retrieved. The most convenient part of them, is that you can retrieve the items from any dimensional box, since they can all access the same space."

Armsmaster nodded. "You're capable of a more in-depth explanation though correct?"

"Of course." Asriel replied confidently.

"Good. Would be good if we could somehow replicate that. Would make getting supplies for myself much easier." He muttered more to himself than either of them, then turned his attention back to them. "Did you two decide whether or not to mention anything to your teammates regarding your predicament?"

It took her a second to figure out what he meant then she ran her claws over her head. "Actually neither of us mentioned anything to each other about the Wards."

Another nod from Armsmaster. "Alright then." Pressing the button on the elevator, the doors slid open to reveal their destination. "Well this is the PR department. Brenda and her daughter Lindsay will help you. I have to go talk to the Wards regarding a few new orders from the Director."

Nodding in acknowledgement she took a step out of the elevator and Armsmaster shut it behind her, heading back to the Wards to talk to them apparently. Opposite them all along the wall were sewing machines, lined up side by side. On the wall to their right was something from a movie, looking like it was from a conspiracy movie to be exact, cut out photos, magazines and other things pinned all over the wall, some circled and others crossed out. Unlike the movies, they were simply fashion articles or political things. On the left wall were fabrics and colors assorted into cabinets and plaques.

But she didn't see anybody. Another step forward and she finally realized that there were people in the room. Just directly to her left sitting at a desk together were apparently mother and daughter, both as african-americans, the mother wearing a pair of glasses and her hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing a suit. The daughter had her hair in dreadlocks down to the back of her neck and a green dress. Both looked up at her when she came into their view, abandoning their magazine that they had been looking at. "Oh hello there. You must be Azriel." Brenda stood up and walked over to them, offering a hand to shake. "I'm Brenda and this is my daughter Lindsey." She nodded to Lindsey who waved at them while still sitting on the desk.

"Uh hi." She shook the offered hand. "So what exactly do we do here?"

Lindsey answered. "We help everyone else design their costumes, change or offer advice on their names, talk to them about merchandise or talking to people on the TV. Public functions like school talks, picking up trash. Whatever helps somebody's image."

Taylor nodded as Brenda added, "So what we have today is talking about your outfit," She gestured at them. "Because no offense, a hero shouldn't look like a school-child. Then we have to talk about how the whole ABB color lights. Make sure we spell your name right for merchandise. See whether or not you want to do public things like school talks and shows."

"Uh alright. What first then?" She asked looking from mother to daughter.

Lindsey shrugged. "We can start out with your outfit if you want. We can talk about other things while doing that."

"Alright." With that the two PR workers led the way to the fabrics on the left wall.

Stopping near the wall the pair looked at her. "Is that what you normally wear or is that what clothes get on you when you change forms?"

"Uh it's what my form wears regardless of what I'm wearing beforehand." The pair exchanged a look and started circling her. It made her the slightest bit uncomfortable because it felt like their eyes were roaming over every inch of her.

'We might be able to change it.' Asriel reminded her.

Is that a maybe or can we actually do that?' She asked back as the mother daughter pair made their third circle around her.

'Don't know, I haven't tried yet. I'm sure we can eventually, but I don't know about right now.'

'Worth a try right now?'

'Sure.' He replied, before falling silent. She felt her fists clench, and their magic core twist and turn, and slowly their shirt turned purple, with a white symbol appearing on it, while their sleeves turned white as well. Once that was done, her fists relaxed, and he replied 'There, I can at least change our clothes.'

Switching her attention from the changed clothes to the two PR people she saw them both giving her a raised brow. "So I think I can change my clothes then."

The pair nodded to her then to each other. "How much can you alter your clothes?"

"Uhhhh." She replied. 'Think there's any limit to what you can do with this?' She asked taking the opportunity to look herself over, a light purple robe encompassing everything down from her torso, stopping just above their feet. A slight collar around their neck that was popped and the white symbol looking like a pair of wings on a blue background that stood proudly on their chest.

'I don't think so. Forms close to this one would be simpler, but I could get use to other outfits, and as such be able to change into them faster.'

"I think I could do a lot of altering to my clothes." The pair shared another nod.

"Any reason you picked that combination of clothes and colors?" Brenda asked. "Because if it has some meaning to you we can work with it and if it doesn't have any meaning we'll just do whatever we feel fits best."

"Uh it's from a video game." Pursing her lips she asked Asriel, 'Your striped shirt was something you wore a lot so that's why we always had that on. What's this one? Do you want to keep it?'

'They're my mom's robes, the easiest thing that came to mind. They always looked really cool when she was doing a lot of fire-magic, but we can wear something else if you want.'

Looking back at the pair she nodded. "I'd rather keep this if you don't mind." Best to keep him happy.

"Alright then. So let's see…" Lindsey trailed off, dragging them by the shirt sleeve closer to the wall and standing them beside all the colors. "How much are you willing to change your robe?"

She bobbed her head back and forth half thinking it over and half making it look like she was thinking, instead asking her resident voice. 'Asriel? It is your mom's robe.'

'Some is alright. Like, maybe add a cape, that would probably look really awesome. Or maybe we could add armor, my dad always looked cool in his.'

"Depends on what you have in mind I guess." The pair nodded and the next twenty minutes was a flurry of activity between the mother daughter pair, swatches of colors being pressed up next to her, them having them change their outfits' shape and size time and time again, them grabbing a few pieces of armor and seeing how it would look like on them. Other than them telling her to change size or move, they were actually rather silent compared to the power testing.

Stopped in front of a mirror so they could see themself, she noted the end result actually kinda looked the same. The color was a lighter blue than before, like the sky, while their robe was cut open in the front twice at the waist, leaving one strip of robe hanging down the middle between their legs and an opening in front of both their legs, the rest of the robe trailing behind almost like a cloak thanks to it. Adding onto that was an actual cape trailing down to the middle of their back, Asriel's symbol fluttering proudly on it. A piece of 'armor' served as a chestplate going to the bottom of their ribcage with another of his symbols on it and two shoulder pads that looked like it belonged to a knight, blue with white trim. The popped collar remained all throughout the fashion ordeal though.

The pair smiled at them, while Taylor moved back and forth watching their new clothes billow as she moved, Brenda saying, "And not a penny spent. Normally this would have cost us a couple hundred dollars at least. Of course we'd still need to pay for whatever armor you put on. Erm. Is that armor actually armor or just looks the part?" Brenda asked looking at the armor pieces they had on.

A nudge to Asriel for an answer, and he took the opportunity to use their mouth "No idea, I'm pretty tough though, so I'm not sure if the armor being real would even help."

Lindsey rolled her eyes while Brenda shook her head. "There's always someone out there that can hurt you. Do you even know what type of armor the PRT has?"

Asriel shook their head, "No, but Armsmaster said I can withstand most bullet-fire, can their stuff do that?" He asked, genuinely curious.

Lindsey wandered off back towards the desk they were sitting at earlier while her mother tapped her chin in thought. "Off the top of my head… Durawear is resistant. Ceramic and Metal is too… do we have anything strictly bullet-proof on the list?" She called out to Lindsey.

Flipping through a stack of papers she answered, "Well nothing's really bullet-proof that a person can carry. An average person anyways. You could easily lift and carry around something thick enough to stop a bullet. Combine that with your already mostly bullet proof body and anything short of an Anti-material rifle would be stopped short."

Asriel nodded "Yeah, that makes sense. Though, I can't just shift into those, would have to take time putting them on. Like everyone else, I guess."

"You do start patrolling from here. And you know when you're going to patrol so short of an emergency you'd have time to put it on." Brenda said. "For us to get material that thick though would cost a bit so we'd need to talk it over and see whether or not you really want any. Not to mention we'd be here for a little while just measuring you, seeing how it fits and etc."

"So right now we're going to talk over how we'll handle the whole ABB colored lights all over the place a few days ago." Her daughter said, walking back over with a half-smirk.

Taylor stopped her admiring of herself in the mirror to chuckle sheepishly. "Yeah sorry about that."

She shrugged and leaned against the wall. "What's happened has happened, just tell us what happened." So Taylor did, talking about her going out to train, meeting a few thugs and having them threaten her and so she shot off some lights for them. Mother and daughter looked at each other again. "Well she was untrained when it all happened, probably didn't know all her powers either."

"Could go for the naive angle."

Lindsey raised a brow. "Wouldn't that kinda backfire when she graduates in only two years?"

"She looks like a kid like this. Just don't say anything about age and just kind of hint to the naivete, focus more on the part where she was in ABB territory, outnumbered and not sure of what her powers were."

Lindsey mulled it over before nodding. "Yeah that sounds good 'nough. Sound like something you can do Azriel?"

She nodded. "Sure I guess. Would I need to memorize some lines or anything?"

"Nah we'll handle that part. Don't think we'd need you to do any public talks about that. Speaking of public things are you up for anything like that?"

Taylor thought it over, not exactly one for doing speeches even in her classrooms let alone people that'd be looking up to her. "I'm um… I guess I could do some firework like stuff if we need something like that?" It was really the only thing that came to mind where she wouldn't have to be at the forefront.

'We can do music too.' Asriel chimed in.

She blinked as the pair started chatting to one another again about fireworks and how that might help with the ABB light fiasco. 'What do you mean we can do music?'

'I was wanting to save it till we got home so I could show off, but it's something we can do. Want me to show you?'

Interrupting the chatting pair she said, "I think I could do some music to accompany the fireworks if we want?"

"You make music?" Lindsey asked cocking her head whilst her mother crossed her arms with a smile.

"Uh yeah. Let me show you." She replied letting Asriel do whatever. She felt her magic twist, and a ball formed beside her, and then it began to pulse and produce sound, sounding like a piano. After a moment, more balls joined it, bringing in strings, and then another piano, then drums as the tune reached it's climax, after which it began to slow down and quiet, the orbs disappearing in reverse order along with their instruments. 'We can do sooo much stuff.'

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While she let Asriel do his thing the pair nodded to each other. "Could have her do some parades?"

"Probably could do something for the charity ball in a few months. Definitely helps the image of parahumans being alright people if she joins the band."

"Then the last thing is just checking how you want your name spelled. A few variations on Azriel as a name."

'A-S-R-I-E-L.' Asriel mentally spelled off.

"A-S-R-I-E-L." She repeated for the PR's benefit.

"Alright then, that's all we needed. When you get sworn in and have the time feel free to come back down for checking your size for armor. We'll call Armsmaster back down to get ya." Lindsey said walking back over to their desk by the elevator doors.

Brenda smiled down at them. "I do have to say that looks good on you." With a slight blush she smiled back at her and nodded her thanks as Brenda walked off to join her daughter at the desk.

Lindsey picked up a phone off the desk and sat down on it, calling Armsmaster. "So any questions you got for your friendly PR department?"

Heading over to the desk with them she thought of anything she'd need to ask. Nothing really came to mind except, "Why are there two PR people and just one Power Testing person?"

"Drake likes to work alone." Brenda said matter of factly. "While I bring my daughter along on a lot of things I do." Lindsey waved as she was mentioned.

The phone connected through, she guessed anyways, because Lindsey started talking. "Hey Armsy we're done down here if you want to take her somewhere. Uhuh. Okay see you in a sec." She hung up.

"You know he doesn't like Armsy." Lindsey shrugged as her response, picking up the magazine from earlier and resuming her reading, her mother joining her.

A minute passed off semi-awkward silence, it being awkward just for her though, before the elevator doors opened again with Armsmaster half walking out of it. Still clad in his power armor his head moved just a fraction down and up as he looked them over, finally saying, "You certainly look more mature now."

Walking into the elevator beside him she half-smiled. "Yeah I guess not wearing a striped sweater helps with that."

He hit another button and looked down at them. "Do you know what my power is?" She shook their head. "It's to miniaturize other's technology so long as I have a rudimentary understanding of the thoughts and mechanics behind it. What you wrote on the list you showed me earlier has peaked my interest and I want you to give me a more in-depth explanation of some of the items."

Caught off-guard by that she stammered, "Uh yeah, sure we could do that."

Armsmaster nodded to them as the elevator doors opened up again and stepped out into what looked like a lab. All sorts of important looking equipment was assorted in their, a table in the middle cluttered full of things, drawers and cabinets alongside the walls then a series of computers on the wall directly ahead. Stepping out she looked at the room. "So uh… is this your lab?"

He walked over to the table and brushed some of his components away to the side and grabbed a notepad. "It's the one I have here, my main lab is on the Rig. So I'm ready whenever you two are."

He was really forward about this wasn't he? So she let Asriel take the reigns as he started explaining his magic. Or rather what he called the fundamentals of magic, which she still couldn't get all that much. Maybe a few minutes at the beginning but eventually in less than ten minutes they had moved onto quantum physics as part of the subject which didn't exactly sound like simple. It was at that point that Armsmaster turned to the computers and summoned another person to the discussion, namely the Tinker Dragon, known for being able to make almost any type of technology thus far made.

A short introduction and Asriel jumped back into it, radiating happiness from explaining how magic worked to the two Tinkers, them both offering a few words every other minute. If it weren't for the fact that she knew the two Tinkers in the room knew what they were talking about she would say that Asriel was just speaking gibberish. Asriel smiled the whole while, it at least being a few hours before Dragon spoke up once again from her computer screen, with Canadian voice. "Oh my how time flies. It's already eight." She announced.

Taylor blinked in surprise while Armsmaster looked back to the computer screen, looking for the time on it. "So it is. Well," He laid the notepad down. "We can continue this tomorrow."

Dragon coughed. "Actually I was thinking maybe sometime after they've been sworn in and get used to things. Wouldn't do for us to have her down here everyday."

Armsmaster frowned but nodded, much to Taylor's relief. It was good to hear Asriel explain things but it'd made no sense for five hours straight. Couldn't do that another day in a row. "Then we can do it at some later date I suppose. But it's time for you to go back home."

Stepping out of her dad's car she threw her backpack back on over her shoulder and shut the door. After all the things she'd seen and done the past few days, she had been expecting something exciting or cool for Wards going home. But no, she just got a ride from her dad back home. It was either that or them running or walking back home, which she hadn't been a fan of. Waiting for her dad then following him up the stairs he asked, "So how'd the first day of school go kiddo? And how's the new job?"

"School was fine. Have classes with a few work friends. Learned about some new things I could do too." She replied as her dad opened the door and they walked in through the front door, both of them slipping off their shoes.

"Oh what's the new thing you can do?" Her dad asked shrugging off his jacket then heading to the kitchen.

A quick check to the door to make sure it was shut. "Well me and Azzy… well Asriel really, can change his form so we look more like a hero. And he can make music out of little orb things." She said wiggling her fingers.

Stopping in the kitchen with her just behind him he turned with a raised brow and smile. "You look more like a hero now? Last time I saw your other form you looked like a little kid."

She shook her head, already changing her form to show the new look. "Nope. PR department helped us pick a few changes." Half a minute passed as her dad waited for them to change.

A look over from her dad with a smirk. "You're still wearing a striped shirt."

Frowning she looked down at their body to see the familiar green and yellow shirt from before. "But we changed it?"

She heard Asriel giggle in her head, before replying 'Hang on.' Again, he clenched their hands, and slowly the sweater changed into the plain purple robes from before, before shifting again to the design the PR people help them make. 'It's hardly permanent, I still see myself with the sweater a lot more than in these, so we gonna have to consciously shift into them.' He explained.

'So it's all about how you see yourself?' She asked as her dad crouched down to their level to get a better look at them.

'Yeah, as I explained before, I guess it shifts to the form we are most familiar with.'

"What's this little dot with wings supposed to be?" Her dad asked pointing at their chest plate.

Asriel raised their right hand to indicate it was him talking. "That's the delta rune, symbol of the Royal Family. It represents a really old prophecy, no-one knows where it came from. The Angel... The One Who Has Seen The Surface... They will return. And the underground will go empty."

Her dad narrowed his eyes at the hand before he realized what it meant and frowned. "Is the underground going empty supposed to be a good thing or something?"

She dropped the right hand and raised left. "Well they were trapped in the underground and all wanted to get back to the surface, so the angel would be basically freeing them all and letting them see the surface."

"Ah." He said with a smile. "Well I do have to admit it does look like a hero would. Except for one thing."

"What?" She asked curious as to what he saw that the PR department didn't.

Reaching forward he ruffled their hair getting a frown from her. "You still look like a kiddo, kiddo. Maybe when you… two grow into it. Need to remember to talk to both of you." He muttered to himself. "Anyways you hungry?"

Huh. She didn't eat since lunch earlier but she wasn't all that hungry really. "Actually no."Starting the change back to her own form she jiggled her backpack on her back. "I should get started on some homework that I have though okay dad?"

He nodded and they went up to her room, stairs creaking under her feet. Opening the door to her sparse bedroom she threw her backpack onto the bed and looked at the computer, half-curious as to what the Parahumans online site might have regarding her. But she did have homework to do though.

'So…' Asriel started in her head, trying to sound nonchalant. 'Want to try playing the Flute?'

A glance to the backpack, to wonder about the homework. She'd already had enough of a headache with trying to understand Asriel so she didn't really need to top it off with more work. 'Sure.'

'Yes.' Asriel cheered, and she felt him take control of the body and shift it back to his form. 'Now, watch this.' He held out his hands before them, and she felt her magic flow out of in a long steady flow, and before her eyes a silverish light formed, and slowly extended into a long tube, and after a moment the tube gained notches, keys, and holes. Finally, the magic flow cut out and the tube dropped into their hands and he handed control back to her. She turned it over in her hands and found it was a flute, seemingly made of silver and glowing lightly. 'What you think?'

Lifting it up to her lips she gave it an experimental blow, only half-surprised to hear it produce a crystal clear note. 'Neat. Feels like a flute, sounds like it and doesn't weigh anything. Not saying flutes weigh much, but still. Thanks.'

'It's not permanent, of course, but I can always make one when you want to play. So, how about it?'

'You want to hear me play?' She asked, hearing a hint of eagerness in his voice.

'Yeah!'

'Uh alright then. It's been a while so don't expect anything grand.' Taking a deep breath in she tried out a few more experimental notes, then focused on combining them into some form of melody she had going through her mind. It took a little bit but eventually she settled into a slight rhythm that sounded nice to her ears.

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After a moment, she felt her magic twist, and then she heard a piano joined her. A brief glance around the room as she continued playing didn't show any of those orb things from earlier joining in, but she knew for a fact it was Asriel doing it. Shrugging to herself she just let the piano accompany her piece, the two instruments complimenting one another. A gentle calm filled the room as they both played their own instrument, no words being said, only the music filling the air.

A few peaceful minutes of this passed, before she finally started to wind down, Asriel following suit. Lowering the flute with a smile she sighed. 'That felt pretty nice.' Before Asriel could respond her dad knocked on the door. Crap she told him she was going to do homework. "Uh come in."

Cracking the door open her dad peeked in with another smile. "You two having fun up here?" She nodded. "We'll just don't play too loud alright kiddo? Don't want to wake up some of the neighbors."

"Okay dad."

"Good. Love you."

"Love you too dad." With that he closed the door behind him leaving the two of them alone in her room.

They sat in peaceful silence for a while before Asriel spoke up in a calm voice 'Taylor, you seem to not really get how long I spent in the Underground.'

Well that come out of nowhere she thought to herself. 'What do you mean?'

'You asked if I played something. You were surprised I had textbooks memorized. You also didn't seem to understand why I got so frustrated over not remembering the Royal Scientist. I have mastered every instrument, read all of the books dozens of times over, and when I said I became friends with everyone, I meant everyone, everyone from Undyne, head of the royal guard, to little Suzy in the Capital. I have spent a lot of time in the Underground, won every game, lost every game, read every book, burned every book, I did just about everything there could be done there before Frisk came...'

Stunned into silence it took a few moments for her to respond. 'Well… it's kind of hard to imagine somebody doing all of that.'

'I understand, just it seems like a kind of important thing for you to know, with me stuck in your head. There's a reason I know all these things I do, about magic, science, math, history. I have had a lot of time to learn them.'

'So everything in the Underground... you have memorized... no matter how little?' She asked haltingly, checking.

'Almost. There are still a few things I don't know, never could find where Dad kept the souls for example. Suzy's favorite ice-cream is rocky road, Gerson keeps a spare key under the rock to the right of his back door, Undyne defines her life-purpose by serving and protecting the people of the Underground.'

That raised a single question for her or rather two related ones. 'This was all the same except what you changed each time right? So how'd Frisk show up then?'

'I have no idea. They never showed up before, in any of the other timelines.' Asriel replied, mentally shrugging his shoulder. 'You can probably guess how surprised I was.'

'Doesn't sound like it makes sense.' She commented standing back up and putting her backpack on the table beside her computer, flute held in her left hand. 'So they had DETERMINATION too right? What'd they do with theirs? Just make friends with everybody?'

'The thing is, they barely used it at all. They made friends with everyone with ease, they got through the entire Underground full of monsters trying to kill them with only a few scratches to show for it. Even my dad, the strongest monster in the Underground, they managed to beat with just a frying pan. Besides healing themselves with Save-Points, the only time they used their DETERMINATION to LOAD was after they beat me the first time.' He said, with a note of awe in his voice.

That sounded a bit impossible with all the abilities Asriel had shown the Monsters could possibly do. 'How does DETERMINATION work with another person? Can you both LOAD or something?'

'Nope. Their DETERMINATION completely overid mine, I couldn't do anything anymore.'

'But you remembered when they LOADed that one time?' She asked checking something.

'Yeah, it's what caused me to go for plan B, and absorb the souls of all the monsters in the underground.'

'Ah.' Was all she really had to say to that. 'Well uh thanks for clarifying on the whole time in Underground thing.'

'No problem. Like I said, seemed like something you should know, having me in your head, and all.'

Twirling the flute in hand she smiled. 'So want to play another song then?'

She felt him smile in turn 'Sure.'

AN: The following two images are more or less kind of how the new outfit looks on Asriel. Just imagine kid Asriel, with the top link being the top half of them and bottom link being the bottom half, minus the coloration.

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