Shopping with the Girls - RPLOG
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Date
9/8/476
Log
In the market place, things were just slowing down, most beings closing shop for the day. The tailor shop was just about to turn the sign over from open to closed when in walks a wolfess carrying a fox! The tailor, a raccoon sighs and says, "Welcome, welcome, what can I do for you both." Angel sets down Angus and smiles, "We are here for clothes of course!"
Wulf is soon inside the store as well. "You better make room sitr, your about to have.... ALOT of company, most looking for clothing."
Angus just frowns as he is brought into the Tailors, his arms crossed as his tails flick in annoyance. "I um..." He sighs, pinching the bridge of his muzzle. "If you have anytime to spare while working with the others, I wouldn't mind looking around. Might be in need of something to wear when not in combat." He frowns up at Angel as his tails flick. "Mind putting me down?"
Kialla giggles at Angel's rather excited demeanor. "A lot is a bit on the generous side of things, don't you think, Wulf?" she give, her brother rubbing his neck with a chuckle as Kia reaches out to Ruffle Angus' ears.
"Oh, I know this place lass," Dio comments as he enters the door, hands upon Sveta's shoulders and goading her inside. "Ya did a good job gettin' the blood outta my coat lad. Looks good as new!" And indeed, the coat that had previously been stained quite heavily with his own blood from their expo adventure looked rather clean. Though, the same thing can't be said for the hastily patched up hole in his pants and his ripped linen shirt. "Now then lass, I said I'd help these fine fellows but I'm afraid I don't know too much about dresses 'n' all that," he says in a hushed tone to the goshawk. "So... Mind helpin' out a little?"
Leian wanders into the room alongside the others, her tail flicking rapidly behind her as she looks about in awe " Oh my, such a selection... I'd.. I'd not know where to begin... Blast..." she sighs, her ears dropping atop her head slightly
Sveta sighs as she's pushed by Dio into the store. "Must I? If they really needed one, I could probably sew together one of my own - it would be so much easier and cheaper, and I'd get more practice that way. Honestly, I'm just here to keep an eye on those two and my fashion sense probably isn't to their taste...and...and...in that case, why are you here, anyway?"
Angel smiles a bit more, but the tailor's eyes go wide, looking at everyone walking in and even more coming! He goes for the sign, but... it is too late, too many are already in. "Ok.. well... what are you looking for exactly.. we have lots on sale as for the premade articles, or I can take messurements and make something that is a bit more personally yours." He says picking up the messuring tape, the needles and some medicinal herbs. Angel just looks to Angus. "What do you like My Lord? Something to show me off? Something colorful? Or something that will match my fur?" she asks, before "Ok, ok, please, look over our selection and if you have any questions, feel free to ask..." this is going to be a long night." Finishes the shopkeep.
Wulf giggles and walks over to the shopkeep, adjusting herself and making it clear she'd need sizing. "All right, well i want to see what you got and wether i can stomach weaing it, but if i can i'll need it made for me. My measurements aren't exactly... normal fare."
Angus looks to Angel and just blinks. "Well um....why not something to match your fur then?" He was never really someone who understood fashion to be honest. Shaking his head he turns, and frowns at Dio as he walks over to the Lion and takes his hat back. "thanks for grabbing it for me, wouldn't want to lose something I just got huh?"
"Why am I 'ere? Well..." Dio takes his hands off Sveta and coughs what is certainly a fake and forced cough. "Well, I said I'd help out a little an' give a man's opinion on what looks good 'r not. Ya know... Right?" Once more, the lion runs a hand through his mane and shines a very goofy smile at a magnitude only a silly person such as himself could attain. "An' besides... Can't say I wouldn't mind seein' ya in a dress again. One ya didn't have to borrow an' more yer size," he chuckles, leaning his head down to allow Angus to take his hat back. "I thought I looked pretty good in it, fox-kit!"
Leian's tail sways as she goes to one of the displays, looking it over with a soft frown on her muzzle, looking between it and the one just next to it fervently with a sigh " Oooh, I just don't know.. Blue? Green? Red?...
"Um...ah...that was a special occasion. I can always get one if the situation calls for it. Whatever would I do with something that I would...um...probably never use, anyway?" Sveta's gaze turns from Dio, to Angus and Angel, then to Leian and the others browsing the displays, and visibly winces in complete opposition to Dio's goofy smile. "Best not to buy something that would just sit unused in my wardrobe and get all moth-eaten. Perhaps I should just...uh...observe. And don't make the joke about me wearing the same thing all the time, unlike you, I've at least ten of this same outfit in my room. That's how much...uh...I like it."
Angus adjusts the brim of his hat as he smiles at Dio. "Yes, it does look good on you. Maybe you should get one made." He teases the lion, before his gaze shifts to Sveta...and he shrugs. "Live a little, I'm sure there is something in here that you think will look nice on you. And if it's the issue of not wanting to waste the money then there is no need, I can pay for it." He offers her a slight smile, knowing all to well that his offer will probably be refused out right. But he still puts it out there.
Angel walks over to start browsing herself. Bumping in to Leian she looks over at what she is looking at, "Humm... try blue first! And no peeking!" she says as she looks over her shoulder. She looks around for something that matches her plain brown and red fur, grumbling a bit, "I... just don't know.. Sveta! I need another girl's eyes please." she says as she looks over the dresses, not consitering a skirt with a top, at least not yet. "What do you think of this one?" she asks holding up a rather bland looking dress of simple red tones and brown colors.
The tailer looks to Wulf as she asks to be messured, "Ok ok, back this way please miss, and I'll messure you up, shouldn't take more then a few minutes." and he walks behind a privacy screen, once of many, ready to close it the moment Wulf is behind it.
Wulf looks around and shrugs to follow the Tailor. "all right, I'mma comin. Be right back people." With that she is through the door and it shuts closed.
Kialla mms... giggling as she fully pads into the shop, smiling as she looks about at the various things. Looking at the various outfits as she takes the time to look at the brightest colored outfits of purples, golds, and greens. Looking mostly for something with a few patterns on them as she browses... trying her best to find something in her size... she might have to follow Wulf's example.
Leian tilts her head towards Angel a moment as she considers her a moment " Blue? You sure? Will it go with my white fur well? Hmm.. Perhaps a light blue.."
"Oh? What's with all the pausin'? Usually yer quite the talker!" Dio begins to smile in a more devious fashion, circlilng around the goshawk and peering into her eyes. "Ahh, but ya looked so good in a dress lass! An' that one wasn't yer size even." He then turns back around, peering at the various dresses. "Maybe try one on fer the lassies 'round here! Just tryin' one, no need to take it home 'r nothin'. I mean, yer already here, right? Get outta that thing yer always wearin'."
Sveta scowls and is about to say something probably ugly to Angus, but Angel's words stop her cold. Grabbing ahold of Dio by the hand, she urges him along as she reluctantly she steps over to the wolfess and dips her head, as if intending to use the lion as a shield. "Only if you try something on yourself." With that, she turns to Angel, pointing first at the wolfess' voluptous frame, and then at her own practically scrawny, flat-chested self. "Well...I suppose the only way to know for sure would be to try it on, really. It looks decent enough, so long as the colours don't clash too badly with your fur. Although, I must say...you're acting different today. Did something happen?"
Angus rolls his eyes at Sveta, noticing that scowl. Seems that she has at least something to say to the fox. Sighing he walks over to the wall and leans against it, tilting his hat down to cover his eyes as he goes quiet and allows them to shop for dresses.
Angel nods to Leian, "Yes light blue I think would look pretty, but try it on first." She looks next over to Wulf as she walks into the privacy stall, no fewer then 8 more beside it. When Sveta suggests her trying it on she nods and starts toward a booth herself, but stops when Sevta asks her a question. She looks giddy a moment and strolls back to Sveta to whisper something carefully to her then back to the stall to try it on.
Inside Wulf's stall a startled gasp! "You are about as big as Lady Mirana! Where are you all getting these outragious things!?" he cries out before regaining his composure and continuing to messure... "Miss.. we have a few things that might fit you in stock, but most things are going to have to be hand made." he explains, waiting for Wulf to be ready again before opening the door.
Wulf blushes at the tailor. "You don't wanna know, respectfuly sir." The husky lets him finish measuring and sighs. "May as well show me what you have sir, i don't want you to have to measure me and get nothing for the effort."
"Hey! Where we goin' lass," Dio exclaims, suddenly finding himself being dragged by the hand once more by the goshawk. Though it must've been a cute scene from a third-person perspective, a smaller and younger bird dragging along a much larger and older lion about by the hand. "I don't think I'd look too good in a dress lass," he chuckles at his own joke, but then looks down at his ripped shirt. "But in all seriousness, maybe I need a new shirt to go under my coat. The coat stays of course, fer reasons I've already told ya." For emphasis, the lion tugs upon the ornate trim of his coat, and then gestures towards the many rips on his linen shirt. "I think that dress will look good on ya lass," he comments and nods towards Angel, chuckling after hearing the keeper's reaction. "I think brown would look good on ya personally," he says, looking back at Sveta.
Leian takes a full body, wide strapped, sky blue dress and a knee-high skirt from the display and heads into the stalls, dissapearing behind the door, a soft humming escaping the stall as she does whatever she is doing inside, shuffling and ruffling heard from within' to any who listened enough.
Sveta blinks. She looks at Angus, then at Angel, back and forth, back and forth. "Well, if it appears to have helped, I can't say I'm completely against it. I...won't say that it's not distasteful, but if the solution is that simple, albeit unsavoury..." she sighs. "Well, at least you still seem happy. I suppose a new outfit is in order for you to celebrate." She turns to Dio. "Yes, yes, I know about the coat. Shirt and pants, then, and please be proper about it. And brown? I'm already wearing brown..."
Angus raises an eyebrow as Sveta seems to stare at him for a few seconds, but he doesn't make a comment as he moves over next to Dio. He looks Dio over, and then shakes his head as he tries not to laugh. "I think the coat is the only thing that should stay honestly."
As the goshawk looks back and forth between two people, Dio parrots her actions in a comedic fashion. "I can only wonder," he mumbles under his breath, crossing his arms. "An' to be honest," he returns, looking at Angus and Sveta. "I don't know what to replace my pants 'n' shirt. I got 'em from a merchant on my travels ya see. Before that, I was wearin' armor all the time. So..." Again, he nervously rubs at his mane. "I don't know the first thing about clothes! Mind helpin' me out a little?"
Angel giggles inside and lots of shuffling around and soon she comes back out in a slightly ill fitting but matching well dress. "What do you all think?" she asks posing a bit but looking like she can't breathe.
The tailor steps out with Wulf, "This way to the... larger section please miss." he says escorting her along to a section that looks like maternity clothes!
Leian steps out of the dressing room, wearing a full length dress down to her foot-paws, her foot-paws wrapped around by a red silk strap down to the top of her paws, covering her ankles only. She walks down a bit shyly in the dress, as she looks about with a soft nip of her lips as she tilts her head " Like... Like this?" she spins around slowly, her tail hanging from a small slit in the back of the dress, hanging low behind her
Wulf honestly... would look a bit pale as she is moved toward the larger section, but she says nothing; instead electing to simply follow the tailor. She takes a glance over to the group, her eyes lingering on Leian for a moment before tearing them away.
"Well, if you were wearing armour, you must've had an undershirt on or something," Sveta says. Right now, she suddenly seems more interested in hanging around Angel than dealing with Dio. "Frankly, anything will be an improvement - you change into something, and then I'll see about getting one of my own. Leian...my design sense is a little limited in that regard, but it's fairly elegant. Elegance is always good. Angel...perhaps have the tailor let it out a little. You still want to be able to move freely, don't you?"
Angus crosses his arms as he looks Angel over. "I think it looks nice." He smiles, nudging Dio. "No worries, could always the tailor I use. He definitly could help you...considering I don't have any taste in fashion either." He teases the lion, and gives Wulf a curious look as she is lead over to another section of the shop.
"Oh hoh hoh! Ya look wonderful lassies." As the two step out of the dressing room, Dio latches his eyes on the pair and their new dressing arrangements for a few moments before clapping his hands and smiling. "You'll be able to slay any man in yer path with clothes like that." The lion then looks down to Sveta, looking at her for a bit and then smiling. However, not the devious smile from before. A nice, warm, and friendly one, soon complimented with a pat on her shoulder. "Ya know lass... As much as I'd like to see ya put on a dress again, I'd never change what ya choose to wear even if I 'ad the power. Yer clothes 're... Well, you! A perfect an'... Beautiful fit." The lion coughs into his hand, looking around the store and averting his eyes to latch onto no one in particular. "Never too good with words I suppose," he says, taking his hand off Sveta's shoulder. "Perhaps I should just get my shirt repaired finally, huh?" And then, in the middle of the shop, Dio sheds his coat and lifts the ripped shirt over his head, exposing his many and large scars, and the cut-in tatto upon his left shoulder that says 'END'. "LAD! Mind doin' a repair job fer my shirt 'ere?" While holding his shirt into the air, he looks back at Angus. "Oh? You'll 'ave to introduce me."
