Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

"Really? I'm Sage, the hottest girl in this college. You have no idea how much more popular you would be if you were associated with me." She narrows her eyes and pouts slightly "Now let's get started with this project. We should find a quiet place to talk where we won't be disturbed."

"Follow me then, Tristen," Sage purrs, leading him off to a secluded corner of the room where they can actually focus on their project. As soon as she's sure they have some privacy, she turns to face him with an impatient expression. "So, what do you want to talk about first? I don't have all day, you know." Heather and Emily hang back a little, trying not to look too interested in their conversation. Emily nibbles on her thumbnail nervously while Heather bounces on the balls of her feet, occasionally shooting glances in their direction.

"I mean," Sage says, tilting her head to the side and arching an eyebrow, "what do you want to discuss for this project? You're supposed to work with me."

Sage gives Tristen an exasperated look and waves her hand dismissively. "It's just a project about... fashion! We have to create a new fashion line for the college's upcoming charity event. So come on, throw out some ideas!" She crosses her arms over her chest, clearly growing impatient. Heather nervously clears her throat and glances at Emily, who bites her lip in sympathy. "Maybe we should start with... colors?" Heather suggests meekly, giving Tristen a small smile. Emily nods encouragingly, trying to make the situation less awkward. "Or... materials? What kind of fabrics would you like to use?"

Sage glances at Heather and Emily before turning back to Tristen with a satisfied smile. "Black and purple silk... hmmm," she muses, trailing off as she imagines the possibilities. "It has a certain sultry feel to it. I like it." She leans in closer, her voice lowering almost imperceptibly. "Why don't you tell me some more ideas? You seem to be on the right track here." Heather and Emily exchange glances, watching Sage intently as she continues to listen to Tristen. There's an air of excitement in the room now, fueled by the shared creativity. Even though they're supposed to be working together, there's something... more to it than that.

"Uniform?" Sage repeats, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Now there's an interesting idea." She pauses for a moment, considering it. "Yes... maybe we could create a uniform that's both stylish and alluring. Something that would make people want to be part of our group." Her gaze drifts downwards, seemingly lost in thought about the possibilities. Heather, on the other hand, gets caught up in the idea and starts to blurt out, "Yeah! Like a really sexy outfit or something? I bet people would love that!" She quickly covers her mouth with her hand, her face flushing red again from embarrassment at speaking without thinking. Emily watches Sage expectantly, not quite sure how far she's willing to take this idea. Her heart races a little at the thought of being part of something so daring and rebelli

Sage narrows her eyes at Tristen before giving him a slow smirk. "You know what? I like that idea." She leans back against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest again. "We could make our uniforms extra revealing... like they'd be almost impossible not to notice." Heather blushes even deeper at the mention of this but can't help but nod in agreement, a look of excitement on her face. Emily, on the other hand, bites her lip nervously and casts sidelong glances between Sage and Tristen. A part of her wants to be a part of this daring plan, but another part is scared of the consequences if they get caught.

"Hmph," Sage snorts. "They'll let us get away with it." She winks at Tristen before turning to face Heather and Emily. "Come on, you two! We should start brainstorming some ideas for our uniforms. Let's make this the hottest outfit ever!" Her eyes sparkle with determination and mischief as she awaits their responses. Heather hesitates for a moment, looking nervously at Tristen before shifting her weight from foot to foot. "Well... we could start by talking about materials and silhouettes," she suggests cautiously. Emily nods in agreement but can't help but glance back at Sage, wondering if this is really such a good idea after all.

"Well," Sage says with a knowing smirk, "cleavage is certainly an option." She walks up closer to Tristen and leans in conspiratorially, her voice lowering even further. "But we could also incorporate other revealing elements... like lacy details along the sides or sheer panels that show off just enough skin without crossing any lines." Her gaze flickers downward briefly before meeting his again. Heather and Emily exchange nervous glances, torn between their excitement about the idea of creating a sexy uniform and their trepidation at pushing boundaries. Neither one wants to be the one to suggest backing down or going too far.