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 Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:21 am
George laid out on the couch flipping through a magazine. He wasn't really reading any of the articles or even looking at the pictures. Peter was being depressing again and he hadn't seen Auria for a while. So for now he just laid there, flipping pages. Maybe I should go see Phinch and ask if his friend could make me a new outfit. he thought.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:29 am
Avarice meandered about with a basket of sewing goodies on one arm and an assortment of ribbons on the other. His heels clicked with every step, giving him the motivation to raise his head just a bit higher. Today was a good day! He'd finally managed to find all the things he needed for Pattin's new coat and now all he had to do was find the cat...
"Oh?" His quick eyes saw a feline on a couch and before he realized it, he was already approaching. Feline, effeminate looks...but black fur. Pattin was tan. Bail out! Too late! So, he just smiled and blatantly checked the other out, seeing all the subtle signs of a male in a female clothing. Pattin would have been proud. "I love your dress. The cut perfectly suits your frame, and though I would have gone with a different color, I like this one."
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:34 am
"Hm?" George blinked and looked up at the other feline. Then he looked down at his dress and smiled. "Thanks, I know a guy and he made it for me. I was actually just thinking of visiting him again and seeing if I could get another." he said before sitting up and putting the magazine on an end-table. His eyes scanned the other, taking it all the bright colors. "Your outfit's cute too." he said, also noting the male form behind the clothes.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:39 am
"Really? Can I do it? I made what I'm wearing and making a dress wouldn't be any problem at all." Avarice sat his things on the table, making sure to fold up the ribbons just right and sit them next to the basket. "I've got a million-and-one fabrics at my place to chose from." He had to physically stop himself from going on and on about all the silks, cottons, plaids and stripes he had. In situations like this, his hoarding skills were absurdly helpful. "My name's Avarice, by the way. Pleasure to meet you."
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:44 am
"I'm George." he replied as he watched the folding of the ribbons. There sure seemed to be a lot of cross-dressing clothing makers at this place. He smiled. "You'd be willing to do that for me? That's awesome!" he said with a giggle. It seemed his closet would soon be filled with one-of-kind pieces if he kept meeting people.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 1:14 pm
"Of course! It's what I do best." He dramatically posed with one hand on his chest, looking off into the distance before cracking up. "Just...ignore that. Anyway, what kind of dress are you in the mood for?" Avarice pulled out an old receipt from his back pocket and a mini-sharpie from off his key ring.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:45 am
He thought for a bit with a finger on his chin. "A frilly one, I don't have a frilly dress yet. Maybe a pastel color." he said with a smile as he looked back at Avarice.
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