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Morginn hummed a quiet little tune to himself as he patiently browsed through the racks at the local thrift shop, antennae twitching like a second pair of ears while his wings fluttered every so slightly now and again. He liked thrift shopping. One might find a garment made from an interesting fabric that could be scavenged, gain inspiration from older styles, or even find something that just needed a dye job and a little bit of patching up to be amazingly cute.

The fact that it was super cheap was just a bonus in his eyes.

He was just bored. With winter set in he didn't like to leave his dorm unless necessary, but there was also only so long one could spend one's time cooped up. He was hoping to find inspiration for a project, something that could allow him to hole up for a while without wanting to bounce off the walls in boredom. Plus he had to restock on food for himself and his familiars, so might as well make the most of the trip into town!

[quote"One Little Jay"]

Morginn didn't look up when he heard the tinkle of the bell signaling more customers either entering or leaving, nor did he pay too much attention whenever he heard footsteps walking around the racks close to the ones he was browsing. His attention was mostly taken up by the garments.

"Oh why did I have to volunteer"

The voice came almost directly across from him, probably on the other side of the same rack, so he couldn't help but hear it. He was short, even by Fey standards, so he had to stand on tip toes to look over the rack. The first things he noticed were a set of curly horns and a worried expression.

"Can't find the right thing," he asked curiously, with a touch of sympathy. Sometimes finding the perfect thing was so difficult, especially if you were shopping for someone else as it sounded like this Nightmare was doing.

Morginn's antennae stood up and wiggled towards the Nightmare at the mention of outfits. He was usually able to work with the people he made outfits for, but sometimes he took orders though other methods and had to work with written measurements. He had a similar procedure with the few stores in the area that bought his outfits; usually they just requested things in the most popular sizes, since there was no telling who would end up buying the clothing.

"Need some help? I'm a fashion student at Grendel, so I know a thing or two about measurements. Plus I'm in here all the time, so maybe I could point you in the right directions!" He smiled charmingly, though the effect was probably lost with half his face hidden by the clothes rack. "It'll be no trouble. I'm at loose ends at the moment."

Morginn was glad he had grown up among Dryads. Of course everyone he had met was at least a little bit taller than him, but at least he didn't feel intimidated by how much the Baphomet loomed over him. Compared to some of the Dryads he had met in Above, she was short!

He took the list with a thoughtful hum and started pursuing it. His wings drifted slightly open and shut on his back while his antennae wiggled furiously. After a few moments, he looked up. "This should be doable," he said, furiously calculating numbers and locations in his brain. "Really it depends on how much money you have to spend and how much time you have before you need them. I could make something like this from scratch. It would look the best, but it can get pricey and takes a lot of time. If you don't have much of either we could probably find the things you need at thrift stores, and maybe a few crafts stores, and I could alter them to look like they should."

Clearly Morginn had already decided he would be part of this. He badly needed something to do, and it also seemed like this Baphomet was a little out of her depth and needed help. Even if he'd been in the middle of classes and super busy he'd have been happy to try to help!

Morginn took the offered hand and gave it a shake, grinning cheerfully. "I'm Morginn. And I wouldn't beat yourself up. You've got a fun vibe coming from your outfit, and your colors are pretty much on point! If you're looking for a different style though, I'd be happy to make suggestions while we work on this list. We might even be able to find something cute at a bargain!"

He tapped a finger to his chin with his antennae wiggling as he turned to consider the rack before him. He poked at a few shirts, which he ended up passing by for one reason or another, until he found a few that might work. "These would be a good start. I can alter them to a more appropriate style, no problem. Do you have any pictures of the look you're going for with these costumes? I might be able to find something that would work as decoration or trim if that's what they're supposed to have."

As he started to sort through the rack holding pants and skirts, a flash of green caught Morginn's eye. He snatched up a short skirt with a bow attached to the waist band and held it in front of Dai. "Oooh, that's cute! It can be fun or business, depending on what you pair it with. What do you think?"

Morginn took the catalog and looked it over. It helped a great deal, and he was able to select a few different things while putting back some of the other stuff he'd selected that wouldn't work as well. Along the way he also found a really nice shirt that looked like it would complement Dai's skin tone, as well as a short-cut jacket and a nice scarf.

He slogged his way back over to the Baphomet, arms laden. "I think this stuff should do for a good start, and everything else would just be extra adornment that can be added on if there's time, to make it look better. The things on the very top are for you to try though, if you think you might like them."

Morginn blushed, antennae wiggling in pleasure. "Aw, don't mention it. I just have a lot of practice with clothes, so it comes pretty naturally to me. I'm glad you like the outfit though, and I'm positive you can pull it off!"

He had been keeping track of the sum of all the clothes he'd picked out for the costumes. He rattled off the price to Dai. "If that sounds okay then we can check these out and get to work on alterations. It would definitely help if I could meet the people who will be wearing the costumes, so I can make them more comfortable and presentable. They should be able to stand up to some scrutiny until the actual costumes arrive from back order."