Jul 6
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"Ah, there you are. I was wondering when I'd get to see you again, Cecil."
It certainly took the assassin long enough!
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@allswell
"Ah, there you are. I was wondering when I'd get to see you again, Cecil."
It certainly took the assassin long enough!
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Eiden doesn't know what's going on today. He's given up interacting with customer when one was ready to swing a fist into his face. It's like complaints he usually kept to himself escaped out would escape like a whole grown frog.
So the text from Cecil was welcome distraction even if he was suspicious of these 'business talks'. He could have gotten the fabrics himself, he can tell that much....
Whatever. It's not like I've got nothing to do or... anything.
He sighs at his own weakness and opens the door.
" Why are you keeping this place dark...? " Eiden carefully starts.
" Hey... ? I know you're there!! Is this some kind of play again...? "
Octavo eventually finds his way to Faucher's, pausing before he enters the little boutique so he can rest a moment. He's rarely been to Archimedes before now, finding the many narrow, winding alleyways confusing to navigate. With teleporting out of the question, he'd been forced to use his own two feet. Perhaps this was a poor idea when he should have been resting, especially considering he had a party to go to later.
Ah, well... The Lute would make sure he was on top of things. He could rest afterwards. Everybody there was waiting to hear him perform.
He opens the door, holding his tailcoat folded over his arm. "Pardon me, is the tailor in?"
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Sephiroth rubbed his arm awkwardly. He just had to say what he practiced on the way over.
"I want to leave the Chorus and work at the front of the shop."
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"It is a little too tight," Dam-bi says as she slides two fingers around the collar, in an attempt to loosen the ruffles. She's used to trying on outfits that Cecil throws her way. At this point, she really should be, considering how long it's been since she's worked under him. Still, she can't get used to ALL these ruffles!
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"Good morning, hello!" Dante peeks into the boutique with a sense of wonder. Wow, this place really is nice, and the outfits here seem expensive. Mister Eiden wasn't kidding.
"I was told that this is the place to go for tailoring?"
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"Hey! You look like a reasonable guy!" Haru suddenly chimed in, raising his hand for a moment as he did so. Then he scuttled closer towards Cecil, eyeing his fancy looking attire with a joyful expression. "Mind sharing?" He pointed towards the plate of food Cecil was eating.
Seriously, what kind of person just goes up to a random stranger and asks to share their food?! "I'm seriously starving! I haven't eaten in at least....4 hours!" One of the waiters passed by eyeing Haru; which he took notice of. So he was quick to sit down across from Cecil as to seem less suspicious.
It was a restaurant with outdoor seating, with a pretty view of a well taken care of garden. Quite idealistic. Haru had snuck in through said garden.
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Vivianne slides her hand in and around Cecil's open arm. She had been drifting amongst the guests, chatting, laughing, and shared at least one dance while Cecil had been preoccupied with greeting the newlyweds.
"Fiyero is one of your lovers?" She asks softly, trying to get a sense of the web she's found herself in now that she's committed to Cecil.
Gwen is not joining them - Vivi wanted a night to not worry about her beloved pokemon getting trampled underfoot - as the Trainer leans her head against the Marquis' arm.
"You look pensive, mon coeur. May I ask what is on your mind?"