Be a Model!

Job Info:

Vivian approached the midday forest nervously, looking for the shoot location. It had been a short while since her last job of taking care of the baby, and now it seemed that there was another easy job in Magnolia that she could do. A request had gone around for a model, preferably a mage, who would be able to pose for a few shoots in the forest. Vivian might have been shy, but she knew that her body was fairly attractive; she would pose for a few shots, get the money, and take off, with only a little bit of embarrassment to show for it. Vi was strangely silent ever since the meeting with the demon family; Vivian wasn't exactly sure why, but she was happy that she had this time with her mind to herself; she almost never got this chance since the other, rowdier girl developed.
And so the nervous girl made her way through the forest, searching for the shoot.

After a few more minutes of patient searching, Vivian finally came across the photoshoot. A small stage was placed in a clearing, with a humble cottage next to it. There were several attractive woman there, along with a camera crew and a balding, middle-aged man who seemed to be the director. She moved over towards the director-looking man, trying to catch his attention before speaking: "H-hello? I'm h-here for the job!"
The man turned around and peered at Vivian, as if inspecting her. "Well, this is a surprise!" He said in a jolly fashion, laughing heartily. "I thought we already had all the pretty girls come through, but it seems we have another!" He leaned in closer, so that Vivian could almost smell his breath. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
"V-Vivian," the novice mage stammered, not liking this man one bit.
"Ah, a cute name as well!" The man said, letting out another hearty laugh. "Well, go look over by the cottage, sweetheart; there should be some outfits left for you to try on." Vivian did as he suggested, heading into the cottage to look at the outfits she could wear.

"Eeeeeeeeh!?"
Vivian stood in the cottage, aghast at the outfits laid out in front of her. All of them covered pitiful amounts of skin; they looked more like stripper outfits than anything she'd ever seen at a fashion show. "W-what are these?!" She exclaimed to one of the nearby cameramen, who simply shrugged.
"The theme's ecological conservation," he said, not unkindly. "All of these outfits were made to take up minimal fabric, in order to preserve natural resources."
"S-seriously?" Vivian said, dumbfounded, to which the cameraman gave a simple nod. "Th-this is insane," she muttered as she turned her attention back to the outfits in front of her. Which one should she choose? No matter which one she took, embarrassment was inevitable; on the other hand, though, she needed the money. Which one would it be, her stomach or her dignity?
In the end, her stomach won out as she chose one of the more 'demure' ones from the pile. After shooing out the cameraman, she closed the cottage door and began to change. A few minutes later, she emerged, blushing furiously but ready to shoot.

The director noticed as Vivian walked over, giving a goofy grin. "Looking good," he said as he gave a thumbs up, causing Vivian to only blush harder. "Go ahead and get onto the stage. We'll grab some shots."
Vivian did as she was asked, going up and striking a few poses at the director's behest. Every picture they took made her blush more; she felt like if these pictures got out to the public, her career as a wizard would be over. Nobody would be able to take her seriously after seeing these pictures; they'd just laugh and point and say how stupid she was! Oh, why had she taken this job?! Why-

Suddenly, Vivian froze. Her hair and eyes turned red and she stretched out, touching her toes and such. "What's going on?" The director asked, his jaw dropped. "Is this your power?"
"Nope," the young mage responded, grinning. "The name's Vi. I guess you could call me Vivian's other half. And if you gawk at me anymore," she added, her eyes narrowing, "I'm gonna kill you."
The director gulped, averting his eyes. "Yes'm," he mumbled, Vi having intimidated him enough. The rest of the shoot progressed smoothly, except for the fact that the director refused to look at Vi and a cameraman had to act as a stand-in for his directions.

After the last photos were taken, Vi collected her payment (with the director still refusing to look at her) and returned to the cottage to change back into her civilian clothes. As she changed, however, her thoughts were racing. She'd been leaving Vivian alone for a little while, figuring she had enough to deal with without Vi's sarcastic commentary on everything she did. When she felt the other personality panicking, however, she felt like she needed to step in. The two of them weren't nearly as antagonized as everybody thought they were; despite disliking one another, living together in the same body meant that you had to look out for one another to an extent. The takeovers were Vi's own way of helping Vivian - by taking her out of the picture when her stress began to affect her physically, Vi kept their body from falling apart.
As Vi left the college, she gave one last glance at the director. He was shaking, with one of the cameramen trying to calm him down. Vi smiled; she enjoyed having that effect on people, even if it wasn't the nicest thing to do. Plus, it was a wonderful way to keep creeps like him out of Vivian's way, another thing that Vi did for her. She really was too nice, wasn't she?
She continued to chuckle like that as she re-entered Magnolia, her job completed.