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Samyule looked warily at the building in front of him. Fashionable dresses lined the front windows, as well as hats in various degrees of splendor. a uniform was the last thing he wanted, but he assumed that since everyone needed one it wouldn't be so bad.

Samyule registered the face from before, but he'd never learned her name. "Guitar-girl right?" He said, holding the uniform list in one hand. Obviously, she'd come for the same reason. It couldn't hurt to have company as he shopped for uniforms. "You been here before?" he asked, wondering if she was a local and knew the shop owner.

"Samyule...Yule" he said. "and I suppose you're right. I just can't get used to wearing uniforms....wonder what these'll be like." The list didn't elaborate on the style or color of the uniforms, just what items he'd need to buy: Pants, Undershirt, Overshirt, shoes and a school badge.

"Well, let's go together. Generally speaking, bad things are less bad when you've got someone with you." He winked at her, the first flirting he attempted. A poor shot, but something to test the water.

Samyule felt his eyes widen in surprise. He'd beaten her to the punch. Unusual and unexpected. Fishing for a reply he settled rather lamely on. "That it is. Let's just hope the clothier thinks so."

He walked in the door, looking at the racks and racks of clothes. Just when he was going to ask if they should search for someone, a stout red-faced woman appeared between the aisles.

"Good evening, is there something I can assist you with?" She said in a heavy french accent. Quickly, she shook her head and held out her arms. "Silly me, you must be students! come! come! We'll get you fitted!"

Taking Samyule and Ella by the arms she dragged them to the rear of the store where two platforms surrounded by mirrors stood.

Behind the lady's back, Samyule mouthed out the word "Fitted?" He'd never been fitted for anything before in his life. He had no idea of what to expect.

"Hmm...for you we shall need to take in consideration for your participation in sports, no? Yes...I think I have the perfect things for both of you." and she bustled out and into a back room.

Samyule simply starred at her, feeling slightly like he'd endured a small hurricane. "D-Does that always happen?" He asked, rather stupidly. At least, he felt stupid after saying it. This was the worst first impression ever, he was ending up more awkward than anything else. Samyule privately chalked it down to having never experienced anything like this before. He was usually in a comfortable area before attempting to flirt with someone.

"I need some things as well. Seems that's one thing my sister forgot." Rather conveniently. He thought, but didn't add. "I wouldn't mind tagging along, though I understand most girls don't like shopping with guys."

The woman cam bustling out again with four bags, two for Ella and two for Samyule.

"Here we are! Enough sets of uniforms to get you through a week, and one school badge for each of you. Shoes will be delivered to the academy later as will your bills."

It was obvious to Samyule that the small woman was probably more concerned with their bills than their shoes. He smiled at her in return and poured out the charm.

"I'm sure anything made by your hands will be perfection. I'll be certain to come by again if I should ever need any alterations. My friend here will most likely do the same."

She waved him off, sincerely flatttered and blushing like a school girl. "You are horrible! off with you!" She shooed them out, giggling and left them standing in the street.

"Well...I'm guessing we go to the trader next?"

Sam walked through the shop door and into the quaint clothing shop. She looked around and her eyes settled on the school uniforms. hmmm, they could have been uglier, but the girls outfits were a bit too preppy for her taste. She spotted a stout red-faced woman who must be the shopkeeper. "uhmm, excuse me, I'm here to get fitted for Grove Academy uniforms?" The woman looked up from what she was doing. "Ah, yes, yes, follow me to get fitted into your uniform." She had a thick french accent. Sam followed the woman.