In a heart beat.

Lynn smirked. Some nerds kept taking pictures, getting every curve available from Lynn. From the right angle, she already looked nude. Other's seemed to debate among themselves, would it be wise to return clothing to her? Would they get another chance? The last of them had already begun scrambling, searching the floor for the precious outfit.

This bit of chaos made Lynn giggle. "Hurry up now. If you don't find it fast enough, I'll just have to hop in my robot and go home." She stretched, letting her chest bounce. "I'd be a shame. I would love to scratch a certain-"

A sudden flop made her jerk her head to the side. There sat her cosplay. It didn't appear to have any new damage other than the wires from before. Without power, it was still unwearable, but she at least had it back. She looked back into her audience, and saw the man dressed as Captain Falcon give her a salute.

"...Itch." Lynn could only stare at her suit for a long moment. Somehow it felt like more eyes were on her than before. Her pose held, but her expression changed. The grin was gone, though her blush only heated up more.

"Well? Are you going to do it?" The nerds leaned in with eager looks in their eyes.

Lynn hesitated a moment longer, then **** herself to smirk. "A promise is a promise, isn't it? Let me just put my precious little suit away for safe keeping." With a long breath, she kept her arms at her sides. Starting swaying strut, she walked over to her suit, taking an elongated route, one that faced her backside to her audience. She lowered herself down to her hands and knees, and bent over, proudly displaying her little ass to the onlookers. Her shadow flashed in front of her, switching through erratic angles as she heard the mob close in. The thin pink stripe was the only defense for her decency.

The future cosplay queen couldn't help but grin. Her sheer power brought her what she wanted. Lynn picked up her suit, and rose to her feet. She took her time walking to her MEKA, making sure to continue that seductive strut of hers. All eyes were on her hips, cursing that thin piece of cloth glued to her. Even though this would shift her reputation, energy swelled through her. This commanded her loyal subjects.

She pushed on a side panel of her MEKA, opening a storage compartment. Lynn folded her unwearable clothing and placed it inside before shutting the door. Then, the near nude cosplayer turned around, and presented herself.

"So, which one of these do you nerds want gone first?"