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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 5:07 pm
Depression hit Israfel like a truck. If he wasn't on one end of the emotional spectrum he was on the far other. With the other day's events, he was on the far spectrum of 'all the sadness a siren can feel'. Really, it was just a lot of him curled up into a ball and sniffling what calling students butt faces and poop heads and then regretting calling them names and feeling worse. Lucien time had yet to happen, and until it did, the siren was in a depressed funk.
But, depressed of no, he had to pull himself up and out, he made a promise to Invictus about robes and their secrets. Pockets and questions. Israfel would have a lot of those. Questions that is. Grabbing his sewing kit, he also grabbed the silk swatches he'd picked up a few days ago. Samples. He also pulled the book of designs. It was going to be intricate after all! Shaking off his sadness best he could, the siren was off to the demon dorms, the cleaned outer robe he'd been 'investigating' in tow.
To the room of the horseman heir of conquest. By the time Israfel arrived and knocked on the door, he was much better. Thinking 'Pony dress up time!' helped.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 5:22 pm
Invictus couldn't often be found in his room, but after the fiasco with the Haunted House, he'd made a point to...be scarce to some extent. Not that he was hiding, but he knew there were those who would have been doing better off to not see him as a..reminder..of things. Of Blood, his strange enemy-eating ritual, how he'd told them to remember it.
He was sure there were a few brains that were broken from his decisions. Never the less, he hadn't quite been expecting one to actually arrive at his doorstep, answering the knock on his door with an expression that was as impassive as it ever was.
Why, it was their dear siren.
"I see you did indeed come to find me." he said, not really expressing surprise or amusement, however.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 5:32 pm
Ear wings flicked up and forward as the door clicked, opening to the heir. A small smile and a nod and Israfel hoped he hadn't come at a bad time. He should have called ahead but- He didn't know Invictus's number. "Yes. I said I would and I keep my promises." Unless he couldn't, in which case he felt guild and shame.
Invictus was to Israfel, ver mannered, and so uncharacteristically, the siren waiting at the door. "I brought your robe. I had it cleaned too. I wasn't able to find the closet key. You robe is much more secretive than I first thought." Fishing around in his bag he pulled out a camera. "I thought it might be able to take pictures of what you already have so I don't copy or make it look to different- ah!" he shuffled. "Are you ready though? For me to find your robe secrets and take measurements?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 6:02 pm
He took the robe back, seeming to have not a problem in the world with having it back later than he'd intended - but not unexpectedly. Stepping back into his room, he left the door open to allow the siren to step in after him as he went to actually put the robe away in his closet.
Invi's closet was a magical place at that, however, first glance showing that...Invictus was not afraid to own grand clothing of his own. In fact, his closet was probably as big as most student's bedrooms were, filled with various articles of clothing in many different colors, all sorted by occasion and formality. In fact, there was even clothing that could have been described as almost..plain.
Yet nobody ever saw him in them.
Probably because he always kept up appearances and nobody had a reason to see him in them. It would have made enough sense.
"I am always prepared. Always." he answered calmly, motioning for the Siren to peek at things as he saw fit. "I have no secrets that I am unwilling to share. Those that I do need to..well, they hide themselves."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 6:17 pm
Stepping into the room, the siren was holding back with his questions for now. Led to the closet there was an audible gasp from Israfel as he took it in. A room. A room of clothes. It was like a dream turned reality to him and timidly he stepped in. The colors, the patterns, the styles- it was "Amazing." He just looked back at Invictus slightly dazed. "This is amazing."
touching one of the sleeves to a red robe he gaped at it, tracing the pattern with a finger before letting it go. "Why don't we ever see you in some of these I mean-" A chirp of astonishment as he rushed to a particular blue and gold outer robe. "They're just- I- I- you have the best closet ever Invictus!" Bouncing his way back, he set his bag down to pull out his camera, as well as the swatches of silks and patterns. "While I get some pictures, see if you like any of these okay? If you don't like them, I can bring up other shades on my phone, these are just what they had in the store."
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 6:33 pm
It seemed he'd put the siren into a state of clothing fantasia. Or something like that, anyways. It was all relative.
"Certainly. I simply have not had the occasion to wear some things. They are not things meant for day to day fashion, after all." his fingers traced the sleeves of a green and gold robe that had been worn more recently for meeting with his father - amongst other things. But he never would be found as underprepared to go into a meeting, especially one with his father.
Looking over the silks that had suddenly been thrust into his hands, Invictus traced over the patterns on them carefully, seeming to be thinking over the practical use of each of them and under what circumstances they would be worn. A few of the fabric choices were actually quite casual and it seemed that given how he was normally seen in red and black, a blue and a green pattern both stuck out to him in particular.
Green was always an excellent color choice. Then again, so was purple.
"My closet merely suits its own purpose." he mused. "But feel free to look as long as you need to.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 12:46 pm
It was true, many probably were not day to day fashion. That didn't mean however, that Israfel would not admire them and coo at the craftsmanship. "True, but you don't always need an excuse to dress up. Sometimes it is just nice to look nice and fancy! Except if it's a class where you get messy then it's just silly." Bringing the camera up he began to take photos of some of the patterns and cuts.
It didn't last very long however, and then the siren was bounding back over to the horseman. "Um-" His ears wings gave a twitch of nervousness. "If you have any ideas for what you want me to make please tell me, so then I can start the questions and check you for the secrets!" He wanted to discover the pockets. And all the secrets.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 1:37 pm
"Yes, but some things are more difficult to clean than others, and thus should only be worn when the maintenance is worth the occasion." Like Dry Cleaning. It wasn't fun to Dry Clean something because you wore it every day or something of that variety.
When Israfel came back over, Invictus offered him the fabric swatches that had interested him. "Something in the more vein of casual wear," he motioned to what he was wearing at that moment, "would be more useful and readily worn on a day to day basis if that will help you." He did have manners and wasn't about to just be selfish with the needs of his closet, after all.
Besides, just the secrets of his wardrobe would likely be distracting enough.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:37 am
Hrm, true true. Then again, Israfel was usually in the habit of being overly eager to make new clothes so- he often didn't ponder about cleaning. Taking the fabric samples he nodded, going back to his bag, pulling out a small note book. "Casual yes!" A click and Israfel had taken a photo of Invictus that time. "References." He explained, going back to his little notebook, marking down numbers of the swatches. A turn on the page and Israfel simply began to sketch.
For a while he was silent until- "What did he mean when he said to ask you?" He kept sketching. "About the human world."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 12:15 pm
His question was an easy one.
"I've spent a lot of time in the human world, that is why he said to ask me. I have perhaps spent more time in it than the hunters who are currently alive have. I have, after all, lived a long time."
Ahh, he did like it when the questions were easy enough for him to answer.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:29 pm
Israfel blinked, looked at Invictus, his sketch then turned to another page, sketching another robe. "Oh that makes sense wait- How old are you?" His ear wings flicked. "Like, in human terms. And how long were you on the island? And I was more meaning..." he began to erase half the drawing. "The whole world thing."
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