MD AU: Fractured Code Character Notes + Extras

Extras Chapter: Uninvited Guest

Rin's optics widened slightly at the sheer volume as Doll practically dumped the entire pile into her lap.

"Попробуйте это!" [Try these on!] Doll said enthusiastically, optics shining bright.

Rin stared down at the dresses with a blank, unreadable expression. Then she slowly looked back up at Doll — who was grinning, waiting for her to try them on.

There was no escaping this.

Rin closed her optics with a quiet sigh as she rose to her feet. "Very well". She gathered the dresses into her arms and stepped into the changing room, shutting the door behind her as she began trying them on one by one.

The first dress was a simple blue one — modest, clean lines, nothing flashy. Rin reluctantly opened the door, stepping out with the stiff posture — desperately wanting this to end.

"I think this looks great. Let's just take this and get going," Rin declared flatly, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

Doll folded her arms, one finger tapping her chin as she slowly circled her younger sister, analyzing every detail of her outfit.

"Хмм... нет. Не подходит к вашему цвету. Следующий." [Hmm... no. Does not suit your color. Next.]

Rin's shoulders visibly sank. She closed her optics for a moment, defeated, then retreated back to the changing room.

The pattern repeated — dress after dress, disappointment after disappointment. Every time Rin stepped out, Doll always had something ready to say: wrong color, wrong cut, wrong vibe, too plain, too loud, or simply "Нет. Категорически нет." [No. Absolutely not]"

By the eleventh dress, Rin looked like her soul had ascended. Her optics were half-dim, her posture slumped, and she was very clearly contemplating escape.

Then came dress number twelve.

Rin stepped out again — but this time, the dress was a deep red, trimmed subtly with black accents. The color contrasted beautifully with her purple hair and made her red optics glow even brighter. It wasn't flashy, but it fit her shape, her demeanor, and her quiet elegance perfectly.

Doll circled her slowly, inspecting every angle. Rin stood there stiffly, optics silently pleading for this to end.

Then Doll stopped.

Her expression softened into a satisfied, almost proud smile.

"Это идеально." [This is perfect.] Doll declared.

Rin's optics brightened instantly — hope restored like her core had been rebooted.

"You really think so?" Her voice was soft, but carried an unmistakable excitement.

Doll nodded firmly. "Давайте заплатим за это и убираться отсюда." [Let's pay for this and get out of here.]

Rin moved faster than Lira's top speed towards the changing room. She emerged seconds later in her usual outfit, dress in hand, ready to bolt for freedom.

The sisters walked to the counter together — one cheerful and content, the other silently thinking: I can finally go home and continue watching anime.

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Wedding day.

Rin and Doll were preparing for the wedding. Both were dressed neatly, standing in the living room as Doll dusted off her younger sister's dress with meticulous care.

"This dress feels... restrictive. I can't move or fight properly in this," Rin complained, shifting her weight and trying a few subtle motions — the kind she'd normally use in combat.