audience: astarion

[mygod]

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[haematocritical]

[ rude. ]

You did that on purpose.

[ anyway, enjoy these. how they're fitting on the mask i don't know, but they're being popped over the mask regardless. ]

[mygod]

I would never.

[ WH

they sort of startle because they aren't expecting astarion to just shove a pair of these ugly things over their helmet. ]

...

Is this necessary?

[haematocritical]

Perhaps not if I hadn’t been pecked so much.

[ lighten up war, it’s only fashion. ] I’m assuming the helmets are a requirement not just a personal preference, so this will have to do.

[ they’re the prettiest little war princess. look at them. ]

[mygod]

I do not control the crow's pecking whims.

[ they shift the stupid glasses. they are so stupid why. ]

You could have found any other accessory. I think they would look better on you. And stay, likely.

[haematocritical]

You are aware they peck and sent them twice though.

[ if he had glasses he’d be looking at war pointedly over them.

love the sunglasses. be the style. ]

I could always drape more frills over your horns if you like.

[mygod]

I just didn't want you to be worried of my whereabouts.

[ WHAT STYLE ]

No, thank you. I already have a respectable style and it is frill-less.

[haematocritical]

Yes, coping was very difficult. I’m still feeling the fluttering of anxiety even now.

[ stop this. ]

There’s nothing wrong with a little frill. You do seem to like additional decor. [ tilts his head at the little… adornments. on their hornsies. ]

[mygod]

[ stop that. ]

I do, but not frills. I prefer something elegant. Unique, it stands out, but it isn't gaudy or flashy. It should lure the look, not force it.

[ the adornments jingle when they move their head. ]

I enjoy jewelry, yes.

[haematocritical]

[ no. ]

Hmmm.

[ awful that he would have some understanding of what they mean. ] Well, I’ll have to guess the cut considering you all keep yourselves anonymous, but…

[ actually are they taller or shorter than astarion? either way, astarion vanishes into one of the clothing stands and emerges a moment later with this ]

Something like this, you mean.

[mygod]

Maybe I will show you another time.

[ they seem to be taller than astarion. they are already rather straight-backed, but they perk up a tad when he returns.

they are still wearing these stupid glasses, but they pull them off slowly as if to see better. ]

Yes. Exactly like that. I actually look better in silver accents, however.

[haematocritical]

Is it a cult thing, or a “keep a low profile” thing?

But yes, maybe you shall.

[ that’s fair, i think astarion is my second smallest male character i’ve rped. puts him in the dirt.

stop no, the glasses make the outfit. ]

So, if I found those glasses in silver you would’ve been more amenable to them. [ no ]

[mygod]

Both.

[ astarion....... short king.

hmmmmm. they turn the glasses to glance at them. ]

Marginally. They really are atrocious.

[haematocritical]

A little mystery’s fun too. But it is easier when you can actually see the person you’re speaking to.

[ easier in what way? many.

… the scrutiny of the glasses is pretty funny though. ]

There’s a banana costume here. I don’t know if I understand the theming that the shop’s going for between this— [ gestures to the suit he found ] and—

[ the glasses. ]

[mygod]

What is easier exactly?

[ is astarion trying to charm them into being a blood sack for an abusive sire? ok. ]

I'm not sure if the store has a theme. It's about as messy as everything else. Did you not want to be a banana? I think the yellow might wash you out.

[haematocritical]

[ yeah get in the van they're going to cazador's place. ]

Talking. Getting a read on the other person. That sort of thing.

[ wow. ]

A bit too pale for yellow, I'm afraid. Cream colours aren't too bad, but reds and blacks tend to go rather well. And would anyone want to be a banana? Would you?

[mygod]

Heh.

[ astarion is wrong!! but none seeing them for now. imagine they are invisible beneath the robe, that'd be funny. what then. ]

Absolutely not. I prefer blacks, greys, and blues. Silvers.

[ a nod at the outfit. ]

Are you going to put it on?

[haematocritical]

[ he is right!!! but none face. a mystery. don't heh him. ]

Cool tones.

[ hmmm.

he glances down at the outfit. ]

I suppose, seeing as you're that picky about gold detailing. Hold on-- [ think fast war. he's vanishing again and then this is flying at him. ]

[mygod]

[ WAH!!! they catch the flying jacket and hold it up to inspect it a moment. ]

Mmm. A little stiff... No, not this.

[ picky... ]

One moment.

[ they disappear..... ]

[haematocritical]

[ picky!



well ok goodbye forever, war. astarion will go and put on this rejected black and gold outfit while they're prying around the wilderness (clothes rails) ]

[mygod]

[ they return after a bit wearing this over their other robe which looks pretty stupid, but it's fine.

the red mask does not match the cool-toned elegance of this robe and its mantle, but ignore that. ]

[haematocritical]

[ the double robe. also gazes at this robe. i see. ]

… You weren’t joking about preferring blue.

[mygod]

[ it's a nice robe, brent. they seem at home in it, very good. ]

There isn't anything better than an elegant blue robe. Come here.

[haematocritical]

[ dnd looking robe over here. ]

I could argue the same about red.

[ but fine ok he will wander over. ]

[mygod]

[ damn, maybe magic users other than dnd have cool robes???

they reach up to fix astarion's collar and the shoulders a bit. ]

There. I think a red sash would suit it nicely.

[haematocritical]

[ hmmmmmmm. doubt. ]

…

[ he goes a little still because physical touch is still ??? something, but his shoulders do relax when all war does is neaten his collar and fix perceived flaws on his shoulders. ]

Red, black and gold is a classic combination. Not unlike your blues and silvers.