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 Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 10:00 am
Malodore stepped tentatively towards the offered red garment - the colors were rich, a subtle sheen and patterning running over the fabric. "So delicate," it marveled, reaching out and rubbing a bit of fabric between thumb and forefinger. "Thank you, and her, very much for this... I shall do my best not to inflict undue harm to this clothing." At least its wings would be all right.
It opened its beak in a small smile at Sammy's assertion. "Indeed so - and I am used to wearing some amount of layering. Bandages, undergarments, a shift beneath my clothing... all I ask for is storage space." It folded back the draping fabric of one sleeve to show the pockets sewn into the interior.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 5:30 pm
Riley was not a fan of yellow and orange. Gold, however, was one of her favorite things to wear. It had to be the right sheen of gold, the kind that shimmered with each movement. She fingered through the options, until something caught her attention, and she pulled out a very elegant cloth. The outfit was extravagant, but classic at the same time, keeping with the cultural norm while simultaneously offering modern design in it's choice of fabric. She pulled it out completely, and held it up to her body, bending her head down to see what more it had to offer.
Along the sides, starting near the bottom of the outfit and twirling up until it finally ended with the tip of a tail at the hip area, were two identical and ferocious black dragons. That settled it.
I think this will do nicely.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 5:40 pm
"The pond? Yes. That was something I arranged to be put in for my mother." he confirmed. "Before I left on clan business I had it put in, as going to the koi pond in the Imperial Palace was something the two of us used to do a lot as I was growing up." he explained. It was one of those 'sentimental' things.
"There is plenty of storage in such things." Invictus insisted, actually taking a moment to reach into one of his own sleeves and...
well, it was probably like watching a magician with a chain of handkerchiefs as the heir began to produce several strange items from off of his person - a comb, a money bag, an interesting looking momento that was covered in flowers, a small pharmacy's worth of emergency supplies, three crowns that looked identical to the one he always wore... it was probably interesting to watch and see what sort of things the heir kept on him.
Still, it seemed the Lady Mindflayer had found something that caught her fancy - perhaps it was the dragons in honor of her constant draconic companion (he found it off that her was not there).
"I think that would suit you nicely in many ways." Invictus said thoughtfully, pausing in his attentions upon his guests only to start shoving things back into his sleeve.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:15 pm
"That's sweet of you. Not many people think about doing anything like that for others." She frowned for a moment, "Makes me almost wish I had a proper family sometimes...." She seemed to be talking more to herself in that moment before she moved through the clothes again, gently pulling out a male robe, black and simple, a twisting pattern ran along the edges and up the sleeves which where rather small compared to the ones Invictus wore himself.
The next she looked over the heir was shifting items back into the folds of his robes causing her eyebrow to pop up, "I could think of a few ways to use that many pockets...."
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 11:43 am
Family can be overrated, Malodore thought, but did not say. Instead, it nodded in appreciation at Invictus' demonstration. "Highly practical. And I imagine if an outer layer is fouled, it is simplicity itself to remove it and be properly attired once more." Other than the difficulty in getting dressed to start with... and, no doubt, travel was a challenge. It couldn't imagine how much luggage would be required to hold all the various items of clothing.
It shuffled gingerly through the clothing, checking to make sure each one was cut to allow wings, though it was still worried about the bone spurs on its shoulders. The easiest would be to leave its shoulders bare, but that made it a bit uncomfortable. Still, the rest of it would be admirably covered to the most exacting standards of plague doctor modesty...
"This, perhaps?" it said, finally, extracting a set of robes in crimson and yellow, trimmed with gold. It always gravitated to red. Red went with its hat, after all.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 8:20 pm
The vote of approval was all she needed, and she folded the delicate gown carefully over her arm, and prepared to wait for her friends to make their final choices. An excellent choice, mia cara. Riley murmured quietly, her eyes crinkling in happiness.
Is there somewhere we can change, or shall we do so right here? Riley did not understand inhibitions when it came to exposure, and wouldn't have had a problem if that were the answer. She knew Malodore, however, would. If there is limited spacing, I insist on letting the others change in private before me.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 9:03 pm
"I have much family." Invictus said to Sammy, "However, my kinship with my mother I would like to believe would be as strong even if I was not her son and she was not my mother." he said thoughtfully. "Just as Eris, Cymbeline, and Aisa are not my blood I hold them higher than most others." Most. Probably not mommy dearest though.
"But yes, I do find sometimes in travel I am removing layers simply because of such things. I do imagine you will pick things that aren't as...cumbersome...as some may be." He made point to actually show something from his own clothing array that looked like it was easily four or five layers...without the extras. He had never worn anything that extreme to any sort of function at Amityville and the practicality of it seemed to be why.
To Riley's inquire, Invictus moved to both ends of the room, opening two different adjoining doors. "Mother and I do not get dressed together. We both have a changing room, so if you wish for privacy while doing such, you may use them." They did seem rather subdued, as the rest of the house had been, with simple architecture and no real decor outside of the mirrors - set up in a trio to give a good look at all sides- and a few small potted plants of a very asian variety.
Still, there was enough room to at least spread one's arms out twice over if they so wished.
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