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[This RP thread can and will take place in numerous settings, as I don't want to clutter up the guild with more individual scene rps, which will be used once and abandoned. The setting will be described as we go.]

Audric stared skeptically at the racks of clothes. Ever since he had garnered the ability to grow large, he had all but abandoned the barbie clothes of his youth, favoring the better craftsmanship of normal sized clothes. Of his kindred souls, he mused quietly, he was always one of the best dressed. Modern, immaculate, but often offsetting or frigid, he did take pride in his appearance. Some of the oni, he thought still, opted to go nude.

Since he was in a human store, Audric took pains to hide his status. His long tail was tucked inside his deep blue slacks, lying still against his left leg. His horns were obscured underneath a particularly large fedora, one that actually didn't look ridiculous on him. White gloves hid his eternally blue hands. To the average human, he was just an effete man. However, to those who could sense power, his immortality was as plain as day.

Seeing a particularly lovely black collared shirt, Audric gasped quietly, pressing a gloved hand to his chest. The vest upon said chest was the same hue as his eyes, and decorated in elaborate snowy patterns. He reached out and touched the silken fabric fondly.

An employee passed by him without a word. All the employees were dressed in the clothes from the store, and Audric blended in seamlessly, his natural taste emerging from this shop. In fact, there was almost no differentiating him from a shop employee, save for the fact that he wasn't scanning for customers to help. Actually, scratch that, the people who worked here weren't scanning either. He resisted the urge to let his tail coil in pleasure at his latest find, lest his disguise be foiled, but it did press against the back of his thigh deliciously. Ah, he really did miss getting outside of the shop.

Audric noticed the commotion and glanced icy blue eyes toward the door. They were chilled far more than even the glaciers of the north pole, as cold perhaps as the distant planet of pluto, so far was it from the sun. Many people were offset or enchanted by his eyes, depending on Audric's mood. For now, he was amiable enough. His long pointed ears he tucked closer under his hat, wispy blond locks peeking out around his eyes. He abandoned the lovely blue dress shirt on the rack and came closer to investigate. A shop employee was emphatically trying to stress to Tymiko that they had to leave now, as the no shirt, no shoes, no service sign would also apply to pants, if pants started with an S as well.

"Is there a problem?" He queried quietly to the pair. The actual shop employee shot them all looks and quickly abandoned his earlier tirade, now that others were getting involved. He shrugged and sauntered off to go count how many hours he had until his shift was over. Audric's gaze alighted to Raham, O pantless one himself, with a sort of hidden intrigue.

The first thing those who could detect thought and emotion would be able to sense from him was the placid ease he was at right now. At times, Audric could be as empty and dead as a barren tundra, and others, very rarely, gripped in the heat of a great passion, but he was not by nature a particularly emotional fellow. Boring perhaps to some, but it made him a rocksteady and easily trusted ally to most. Audric made no move to cover up his emotions, as they smoothed out naturally very swiftly.

And now, that open gaze was focused on the empty one Raham owned. A small smile turned up Audric's features. If his suspicion was correct...Well.

Audric regarded them with placid amusement. This one...He thought, keeping his level gaze on Raham, this one had to be very, very old. Many of them were, and only retained youth by the continual rebirth they lived through. Raham it seemed had only been born once, and survived through to today. However, his obtuse attitude toward the mortal humans told more to Audric than he knew.

Air around them began to grow slightly more chill, as though there was a draft, but from no perceivable location. Audric made a slight disgruntled noise at the back of his throat and the draft lessened. It seemed an involuntary side effect to his presence.

"We are..." His eyes flickered back to Raham, "grateful for your assistance, sir." Audric's smile became slightly coy. However, his attention was grabbed when Tymiko pulled a thin airy sheath off of herself, revealing herself in completely different attire.
"Marvelous!" He whispered quietly, more to himself than to her, a garment composed of starlight. What he could do with... No, it was hers. He straightened and whipped his own inner malice down. It was not becoming to think such thoughts. He smiled again, completely taken with the two of them, as much delighted as Raham was impassive.

"Starlight...I never would have imagined something as intangible could be utilized in such a manner. You have very talented friends," He said to Tymiko, even as she laughed.

"The dressing rooms are this way, and please, call me Audric."

The demon motioned for them to follow with a sensual motion of his gloved hand as he moved off, weaving through the racks toward the back of the store. They seemed little more than closets from outside, though were quite spacious. A floor legnth mirror was to be found on two separate walls, to examine one's own backside if it was wished, along with a small cushioned loveseat for changing on.

"Now," Said he, turning to face Raham again, "I have the feeling you might not mind either way, but I don't see loose pants very befitting you. I..."

His breath caught as he imagined Raham then, in a pair of black slacks accented with gold embroidered trim. They would match his hair, and seemed right for some reason.
"Yes... Raham, do you mind tight pants at all?"