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 Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 9:16 pm
"I'll be quick, I promise." Her hair was already holding the pencil and notebook before TG had even unclipped his skull pin. The moment the coat was off him she got to work, glad for his small body and short stature for once; it made measuring him easier.
When she was done she gave him a quick hug, for warmth. "Okay, you can put your coat back on. Sorry about that." The notebook was taken from her hair and read over, jotting a few notes down while they were fresh on her mind.
"So that takes care of the easy part." The hard part being negotiating price.
She really wished Lizzy was here. Junko had never had to negotiate a price on her services before, but she'd grown up as a queen of bargaining so..maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 9:24 pm
TG was glad that Junko was quick, and after he set his coat down to hold out his arms for her to measure, making sure to keep still despite the desire to curl in, it was over. As a added bonus, Junko had hugged him. Considering not to many ghouls ever came close to him, let alone touched him, the sudden contact and warmth had the entire experience well worth the suffering. He got some back boob action after all, and she was warm. If Junko still thought he was hot without his coat, then he felt better about being measured.
Yeah, he still had it.
Swiftly putting his coat back on and buttoning it, he glanced up at her when she mentioned the easy part. "Then the hard part?" He asked, wondering what she was referring to. He didn't know that Junko didn't even have an idea about her prices, naturally expecting her to know how other seamstresses and tailors charged considering it would be in her field. Having already been in a habit of getting suits since he was a scarling, it was all second nature to him in the way of knowing prices and buying.
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 1:40 pm
"Ah ha, yeah." Junko admitted with some embarrassment. She tugged self-consciously at a piece of her hair and put away her notes, taking the fabrics she had just been given to put them in a safe place away from her minipets. She wasn't a business woman, Lizzy was better at that than she was. Sure, her mother charged for her services and she knew the prices, but it wasn't uncommon for her to get undercharged because her mother was...she didn't want to get into that. She'd done research on what others in her trade charged, but she just wasn't that confident. They had all been at it longer than her, could she justify asking as much as the rest of them? "I've never put a price on my work. I'll admit I'm a little nervous." She gave a small laugh at her own embarrassment over all of this.
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 2:50 pm
If it's one thing TG knew, it was business. He leaned contracts and fine print when he still had stumps for horns, and knew the secret worlds of clauses and subclauses. Banking had it's own rich, evil industry of interest and overcharges that sapped riches dry - though his one father from the imp side was hardly a penny-pincher for all the money he gained.
Adjusting the skull pin at his neck, he regarded Junko's nervousness in the way a new face entered a bank with the delight and naivety of getting exactly what they wanted out of a deal.
"You've never charged for your services even though you've made clothes for other demons before? You did this all out of charity?" The last word had his lip curling as if it was a rather vile thing to say. Charity was only good when you could write it up on your taxes or promotional reasons to create a good public image. It was a good way for Junko to get word around, but having no prices was rather backwards.
"Doesn't your family have prices? Don't you have a family name that brings with it a assurance of quality? How much do they charge?" He asked, adjusting the skull pin again and frowning in that it wasn't nicely aligned.
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 3:42 pm
Junko was actually surprised by the look on TG's face. She had been expecting him to latch onto the chance to take advantage of her, not look excited and then disgusted. What was wrong with charity? Junko practically lived off it herself not that she would admit it to TG after what he had said about monsters earlier on. Nope. Nope. All the nope. At the mention of family she grimaced. "Let's not bring family into this. My mother is an amazing seamstress but..I will not use her for reference." She waved a hand and shook her head. "It's not something I'd like to dwell on, the past is the past and the future is now." Yes, yes, all that good stuff. "Not all of the payments I received were monetary at first." She paused, looking back at her dress forms. He knew what he was doing...maybe if she let him name his price she could work off that later. "Would you like to take a look at my work and then we can discuss it?" That could work! Lizzy would be proud.
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:10 pm
"If your mother's work is known, in a good way, then I wouldn't worry. If she has a reputation buyers would be concerned about, it will affect your price." He told her, done with fixing his pin and brushing the fur of his coat to puff it a bit before looking around to find a place to sit. Not passing up the opportunity, he walked over to Junko's bed, puffed into smoke, and reappeared atop Junko's bed where he sat. She'd bring the materials to him after all.
"Family always matters, even if you disregard it or not. Word gets around, but unless your mother is well known around demons, then you can excel in a higher market than whoever she might be working with." He spoke in a bored tone as he took out his phone to respond to a few texts. "You can bring over your work here so I can assess them. I'll jot some figures down." He informed her, sending off a few texts off before bringing out a notepad on his phone and looking up.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 8:48 pm
Was her mother's work known? Perhaps, but not in a huge social circle or anything. Her mother's work was beautiful, it was what Junko strived to achieve, but she still wasn't sure she wanted to associate herself with either of her parents anymore. It was a story for another time, she didn't feel TG needed to know of her home life with her parents. Bless their hearts and all that good junk. "I don't think she works with as many demons as I do." Junko had already moved to properly dress her forms, opening her wardrobe and bringing out what she felt was her best on hand selections. She also had pictures she had taken of her friends wearing what she had made for them collected in a book. The clothes and pictures brought to him were, for the most part, women's wear..though the pictures did show a few boils wearing things she had made, including tailored tuxedos for Jericho and Christof during the last Scarentine's event the Student Council had thrown. There were dresses, coats, suits, kimono, even accessories. With enough practice her work had become impeccable, things she was proud to see shown off out in the world. It was clear the ghoul put her all into each piece she created and would accept no less than perfection. In fact the only thing she ever made that didn't show up in the book was her Scarentine's dress. She may have burned it when she was done with it.
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 12:52 am
"Then we'll disregard her work for now." He looked at the dresses, more or less paying attention to the seams. His fathers didn't tell him how sequins and other such accessories usually cost because they were a suit family, and there were no women aside from the ones his one father brought home to entertain him and be more of a accessories than anything else. TG could talk about diamonds and watches, but wasn't so sure about the price of ballgown dresses and little black numbers. To those, his only thoughts were how good they looked on a woman and if he could get a squeeze.
He focused on the stitching, the details, and also the suits. "How long does it take for you to do a suit like this? How long for details like fur lining and embroidery? Also, do you have a card?" TG tapped away on his Eyephone and waited for a text to come back from one of his own tailors. His heart-tipped tail flicked impatiently behind him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 9:36 am
Junko hummed thoughtfully for a moment when asked how long she worked. "With the exception of Christof's, just a few days. His took a little longer because I'd never worked with his..unique shape before then. Yours would take almost no time at all." Partially because of his size but mostly because he was only asking for coats, and coats were a breeze for her. "Embroidery depends on how much detail they want, and how much of the garment they want it done for. As for fur lining, I've done many kinds of lining but never fur. Usually I get asked for it as trim or the actual garment itself, but I don't doubt it's something I can do." It was just a new use for a material she already had practice with. Her eyes were distracted by the tail. It was a heart..how cuuuute! Why hadn't she noticed this before? "Hm? Oh! Business card? Yes, I do have one." Junko stepped away to open a small box of cards, taking one out and handing it to TG. Her and Lizzy's numbers were on the back, as well as a joint screemail specifically for Silk Webs. "Here you go~. Lizzy is my partner." Junko explained before he could ask who Lizzy Baines was.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 10:16 am
He was honestly surprised and impressed to see she had a card and a partner, and he inspected the name. "Lizzy Baines? Another monster friend of yours?" He asked, taking the card and pocketing it before checking his text messages. As he did, he also brought out his own card and started to write on the back of it with a red pen.
"Regarding my own figures, 350 for a basic suit with the fur lining. 375 to add custom buttons that are in one of those parcels." And then he held up the card. "But I also have a proposition. If you give the first suit for free, I can send your name over to my own tailor. Connections in business are often as vital as clients." His father went to the tailor and he had since he was a child. To cause any problems with them would not be in the tailor's interest. How Junko handled the relation from there was on her.
He held the card, waiting for the offer to be taken.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 10:29 am
"Incorrect. Black widow demon and my best friend. We work together, but our styles are rather different from one another. It makes for interesting product." Junko smiled, looking and sounding very proud of her best friend. If Junko was going to get exposure, so was Lizzy.
Junko's heart skipped a beat. His offer was very pleasing. Did even her mother take on that kind of payment? Junko had no idea since her father handled all of the money in their household. Junko was about to give him a very excited yes until he added on a proposition. Eh? What was--
Oh my Jack.
Her jaw dropped as she took the card and read it. That was..that was so nice of him! They would have more than just the word of students! "O-okay! I'd love that very much! Thank you so much, TG!" Junko held back a squeal of delight, but she did bounce a little on her toes. This was so exciting! Networking! "How many suits would you like me to make for you?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 10:33 am
His grin was wide, splitting his face with a row of small, sharp teeth. "Excluding the free one, three, so four all together using the custom buttons. I'll expect the first one to be done in a week if it only takes you a few days." He held the card for her to take. "And you can call my number any time." She was a monster, sure, but she still had a rockin figure. Good enough to squeeze at the very least.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 11:55 am
Three suits at 375 seeds a piece...o-oh sweet Jack. Junko's legs felt like jelly. This was the best day ever. She did the math in her head, and the room spun a little. She had never been handed that many seeds in her entire life. And she was being given the materials, she didn't need to go out and buy any of them. If anything, Junko might have to buy some thread...
Oh my Jack.
While on the inside she felt ready to faint, on the outside Junko kept a surprisingly good poker face. "A week is no problem at all." Junko waved a hand. "I'll start today after you've left."
She thought nothing of TG's offer to call his number. Why wouldn't she? These suits were for him, she would obviously be calling him to let him know when they were ready and when she would need to make sure they fit him properly! "Of course I will. You may call me whenever you need to as well!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 1:33 pm
He could call whenever he felt?
That was not a wise thing to say, and TG grinned at the invitation. "I'll make sure to do that then." Turning over on his stomach and gripping Junko's bedspread, he slid down the side of the bed to gently land on his feet and brushed the wrinkles out of his jacket. "I look forward to seeing the result. Let's hope your craft meets my standard. It would be a shame if it didn't." His expectations were used to high quality, and he wouldn't be paying for awful work.
"I'll want to meet your partner too. I don't know if I also have to say this, seeing as you already had a business card, but I hope that your work also has some insignia that states who created it. It's good for marketing." He adjusted his jacket cuffs and waited. Junko had to open the door after all. It wasn't like he could reach on his own.
Waiting, he just looked up at her, tail swaying back and forth.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 3:54 pm
Geeze, TG. No pressure or anything. Junko gave a smile and a nod anyway, leaving alone the topic of 'shame'. "Of course. I'm sure Lizzy would love to meet you!" An insignia? Junko blinked. Oh..that was a very good suggestion! The ghoul tapped at her chin, looking thoughtful now. They definitely needed a label of some kind, a logo, an insignia. A trademark.
"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, TG." Junko opened the door as TG silently requested, squatting down in front of him with a bright smile. "Thank you for letting me do this for you, and for helping get my name out there. I really appreciate this." She held her arms open for another hug.
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