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 Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:02 pm
Daniel seemed to feel a little better when she took it, allowing her to lead him where she'd wanted to go, and once they had arrived, he couldn't help but look, with some sort of child-like wonder on his face, open curiosity easily seen in his golden eyes.
This was a mall he rarely came to to begin with, honestly, so everything was kind of new and curious. "Which way ?" He asked her. There were pretty dresses, but...
Well, they were pretty dresses.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:56 pm
"They don't have much for guys I'm afraid." She said wringing her hands for a moment but leading him towards the back. "It's this corner back here, but they DO have nice fabrics?" She added just in case he had any thing he liked the feel of, at least she could work from there if he wanted -something. He was so handsomely tall it would be almost a shame if he never tried on a great coat once in his life.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 5:10 pm
Something seemed to catch his attention on the way, but she ushered him along before it became clear what exactly it was. He followed her almost as if afraid to get lost in all this maze of lace and dresses, which... was a little hilarious to see.
It kind of looked like he was the only guy in this whole place, too. The girls were all giving him double-takes. Poor Daniel, certainly unused with all this attention.
They finally reached the remarkably tiny men's section, and it was easy to see what this was all about. Coat. Lace. Frills. More lace. More coats.
Pretty simple, yes ? He couldn't see wearing this in class, or on a daily basis, but for fancy things... That would beat a tuxedo, certainly.
His hand went to touch once of the sleeves, and he seemed surprised at how soft it was.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 5:35 pm
She beamed to see him so taken with something. "Do you like it?" She said tipping her head. "You can try things on... imagine... you could wear it to a dance, or around christmas I wear... I wear some of my fancier things for some classic caroling!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:11 pm
"I don't think it fits..." One look at the sleeves made it apparent that they were much too short to have anything done about it. He let go of that coat and continued on, eyes catching on another.
Black and white lace, with subtle detailing... One touch revealed it to be black velvet, actually, and when the coat was pulled out, there were splendid silver trims on the front.
"Mein gott, that lace looks handmade..." That must have taken forever. Actually... It looked like it might be a good size for him, even.
Through wearing something like that with a t-shirt under might be silly. Further investigation pulled out a white dress shirt, with... good lord was that a cravat ?
...They still made these things ? Daniel wasn't even sure he knew how to put a cravat on !
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:29 pm
"Here... bend a little I'll show you." She said and carefully looped it around and showed him how to make the knots and folds to hold it in place. "Like that..." She said and stepped back to admire, her cheeks flushing with delight. She bit at her lip to keep in embarrassing words like 'delicious' though she badly wanted to let them fall to the space between them.
"You... look..." She waved her hands and then finally pointed to a mirror unable to come up with words that didn't make him sound like a desert.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:44 pm
It was a little long in the sleeves, a little wide overall, clearly meant for someone much less lanky than he was, but the overall length was right and it probably wouldn't be hard for her to tailor it to fit.
...Through he wasn't sure if her stammering was supposed to be a good or a bad thing. For him it was normal, and on a bad day it was pretty much all he could sputter, but for her ?
If he'd known she's been mentally comparing him to something sugary and delicious, he might have blushed.
The color very well might have ended stuck on his cheeks forever, through.
"...I look right out of some old-time play or something." It didn't sound like a bad thing. He sounded... interested, even. Through really... It looked pretty nice.
Though his shirt and pants clashed in perhaps the most horrible way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 8:52 pm
"I can tailor the sleeves so they fit just right, if I made you a shirt...something simple and added..."
She fished in one of the baskets, searching for the perfect ivory lace to trim a cuff and pulled it out, her mind turning already on how to complete it. "With this...I can ask if they have that wonderful ribbon, I could turn dress pants into pants -just- for this if we find some in a velvety black...not velvet though it's terrible to sit on!" She said shaking her head. It seemed he'd become 'a project'...at least for clothes and it took her a moment to realize and glance blushing at him.
"If...you like it of course."
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 9:06 pm
It seemed he had become a project, indeed, but he didn't seem to truly notice. He was still looking at himself, and really... Somehow he didn't look that bad at all, and it was honestly more comfortable than it looked like.
It was kind of rare that he actually liked the way he looked, but he kind of... was now ?
Very strange.
Ume went on and on, and he couldn't help but become more and more amused, up to the point when she finally noticed.
"On one condition." He said. "That you let me buy you something as well."
A fair trade, right ?
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:14 am
She nodded after a hesitant moment. 'Something... little." She clarified. "I do this for fun, it's not like...I mean if you like it it wouldn't be an imposition! I think it would be amazing in a way, if you like it."
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:30 am
Ume didn't really have much of a choice, really. He would probably have come back later to buy it, now that he had seen it.
He took the coat off carefully, then started to step back the way they'd come from, clearly looking for something he had previously seen, until he finally did and sped up a little bit.
There it was, a dark velvel-y red with silvers and red roses, through really, it had been the roses that had caught his eye... A little poke, a nudge to what had, perhaps, truly started all of this, even if Daniel didn't have much of an idea what he was doing, if he was doing it 'right'.
If he really was making her happy...
"H-how about this ?" He held it out for her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:01 pm
She smiled, her eyes dancing over the beautiful fabric, fingers reaching to brush lightly at the roses, the velveteen, the lace. "It's beautiful" She murmured and reached to find a tag, if not for price then the find the size, easier to tailor if it were close to her own size.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:11 pm
Of course, the thought was moot if the dress didn't fit her. The price honestly would not be a problem - he had enough of his 'allowance' stashed away to cover this, and then some.
Through he was keeping close attention as well - if he caught the size on theb tag, he could commit it to memory, for... later uses. Yes.
"How it is ?" He asked.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:42 pm
She nodded at last, "It's good, the detentions are almost perfect! If I put some darts in the back just to adjust the tailoring and a little here.." She brushed fingers at the sides of the bust, built for someone better endowed than herself..."It'd be perfect... it would look very well with that coat too!" She started sweeping the sleeves for the price tag a moment later though, she HAD said something small, though it was likely a fight she would loose.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:51 pm
This was, indeed, a fight she was fated to lose. She might very well defeat monsters night after night, but the inquiring, overly tall imp at her side was going to be a little more difficult.
That is, if she said no, he was just going to come back later to buy it anyway.
Especially now that she'd said it was pretty much the right size.
"Nun, meine dame ?" He asked, looking much like a 6 years old that knew he was about to do something very, very naughty.
Funny how she'd gotten though his shyness, his defenses, so quickly.
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