they turn to face astarion when he comes back, surveying him. there's some fond exasperation at the stupid twirl, but mostly an intense sort of regard. honed. and then a little pride perhaps. ]
[ they have to pause to allow him to bow like a dramatic idiot, and the vibes are ANNOYED (friendly). anyhow, they will work on doing the cuffs neatly. ]
It has. I'm sure you have been perishing along with everyone else who has a taste for clothes.
Please, I've lived the life stuck in one or two sets of clothing for days on end. I do not want to be repeating it again, especially after we'd finally got to civilisation back home before I ended up here!
Yes, there’s decidedly more amenities this week. It makes a nice change — it’s been, what, a month since the last place that had fresh produce and clothing?
[ they’re really losing it over vegetables and clothes. ]
No, it’s quite comfortable. I’d wondered if the beading might catch, but surprisingly it doesn’t.
[ hmm. he's thinking of the red and gold combination again, but he can find something with silver. ] And what about you? If I remember rightly I helped you find some new outfits last time we were looking at clothes.
Are you going to try something other than your perferred blues?
It is your outfit. If you want to decorate yourself in gold, be my guest.
[ you already did red and gold, you giant dildo. you said you were trying something new. but it's fine. red and gold is actually very sexy.
some doubtful hesitation appears from the ether. ] I suppose I could. [ the vibe is they do not think anything is going to look good on them except deep blues, purples, and silver. ]
... We can find something that covers you. But you can certainly work with plenty of shades? Yes, blue tones are going to be easier to work with. But you've never thought of a deep forest green?
[Thank you for covering him up instead of teasing him about showing off? (smashcut to the cut-out back later) An appreciative, fond sort of feeling appears.
Like when a friend remembers something about you that you didn't think they would!]
It's not a bad color at all. I just... didn't know if it would look alright on me.
[ you try to be nice to a guy and he sluts up his back anyway. honestly, proud of him. ]
Darling, there is no harm in trying. You should be under no illusions I would tell you if something didn’t suit you. [ look at him. he’d outright say if green looked crap on essek. ]
It would match your skin tone quite well I think. Perhaps not a light or mint tone, but something rich and blue leaning.
[ SOMETIMES you have to make an entrance with your slut back out. astarion understands. he'll be proud of him. ]
...
[ that does earn essek some amusement. it's not pointed or cruel, just aware of the irony of that situation.
but he will vanish as soon as he's given the go ahead. it is time to find essek some nice clothes... he will return eventually with this and some fitted black pants with some similar embellishments down the side. ]
[Both brows shoot up along with the curiosity that bubbles over when Astarion returns. They look over the outfit, reaching up to brush a finger over the green material.]
[When he returns, he has been fitted in the pieces, and, much to Astarion's reassurance, they do not look bad on him.
The darker colors blend seamlessly with his darker skin, and he looks taller for it. The line of his silhouette isn't cut awkwardly by color-blocking. Also, when he isn't hanging in a mass of billowing robes, he cuts a slim and lithe figure.
He fusses with fixing the little details, the sleeves, the vest, the waist, before it's a final piece.]
[ i appreciate and love you grabbing the chance to wax lyrical about essek looking pretty at every chance, anna.
there's no other way to put it, really. astarion just looks -- and feels -- a little smug. the confirmation you were right despite someone trying to insist otherwise. he does a little twirl with his finger, gesturing for essek to do a spin. ]
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it's the vibes.
the aesthetic. ]
A jacket would just distract from all -- [ gestures ] this. [ he needs to walk in the room and all eyes to be on him and his beaded heart window. ]
Alright, alright. Impatient. I was admiring your choice.
[ aware he goooooeeeessss. ]
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[ sort of impatient. about certain things. listen. they will turn to idle browse through some of the rest of the stuff while they wait. ]
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anyway he will return clothed in the garb essek has chosen and do a little twirl. ]
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they turn to face astarion when he comes back, surveying him. there's some fond exasperation at the stupid twirl, but mostly an intense sort of regard. honed. and then a little pride perhaps. ]
Not bad.
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Not bad, he says.
I look wonderful.
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Fine. You clean up decently well. Come.
[ beckoning to him a bit. so they can fix the outfit here and there, like the collar, or the sleeves. ]
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Thank you.
[ allows essek to fuss. ] Good timing though -- it's been a few weeks since we had any sort of clothing option.
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It has. I'm sure you have been perishing along with everyone else who has a taste for clothes.
[ totty? maybe. ]
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Please, I've lived the life stuck in one or two sets of clothing for days on end. I do not want to be repeating it again, especially after we'd finally got to civilisation back home before I ended up here!
[ it's a tragedy. ]
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Well, you should be fine for this week. This place, though strange, has plenty of clothes for you to chose from.
[ they fix his collar, then step back. ]
There. Does it itch?
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[ they’re really losing it over vegetables and clothes. ]
No, it’s quite comfortable. I’d wondered if the beading might catch, but surprisingly it doesn’t.
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the appraising returns. not a bad one, just an emotion of paying particular attention. ]
You may add jewelry if you'd like. Silver would likely look better than gold with this.
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[ hmm. he's thinking of the red and gold combination again, but he can find something with silver. ] And what about you? If I remember rightly I helped you find some new outfits last time we were looking at clothes.
Are you going to try something other than your perferred blues?
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[ you already did red and gold, you giant dildo. you said you were trying something new. but it's fine. red and gold is actually very sexy.
some doubtful hesitation appears from the ether. ] I suppose I could. [ the vibe is they do not think anything is going to look good on them except deep blues, purples, and silver. ]
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You're very quick to trial new things on me, yet unwilling to try anything on yourself.
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[ but they get what he is trying to say. an awkward sort of feeling emerges. ]
You seemed to enjoy it, and your skin tone fits a variety of things whereas mine does not. I have never... felt the need to really show off my body.
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Like when a friend remembers something about you that you didn't think they would!]
It's not a bad color at all. I just... didn't know if it would look alright on me.
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Darling, there is no harm in trying. You should be under no illusions I would tell you if something didn’t suit you. [ look at him. he’d outright say if green looked crap on essek. ]
It would match your skin tone quite well I think. Perhaps not a light or mint tone, but something rich and blue leaning.
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...I trust you.
[Having to tell a rogue to his face that you trust him is so funny, but it's fine. It's about couture.]
Very well. I said I would try it, so. Find me something.
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...
[ that does earn essek some amusement. it's not pointed or cruel, just aware of the irony of that situation.
but he will vanish as soon as he's given the go ahead. it is time to find essek some nice clothes... he will return eventually with this and some fitted black pants with some similar embellishments down the side. ]
Let's ease you in.
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One moment.
[They will depart for a try on.]
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The darker colors blend seamlessly with his darker skin, and he looks taller for it. The line of his silhouette isn't cut awkwardly by color-blocking. Also, when he isn't hanging in a mass of billowing robes, he cuts a slim and lithe figure.
He fusses with fixing the little details, the sleeves, the vest, the waist, before it's a final piece.]
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there's no other way to put it, really. astarion just looks -- and feels -- a little smug. the confirmation you were right despite someone trying to insist otherwise. he does a little twirl with his finger, gesturing for essek to do a spin. ]
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A little bit of fluster emerges, but Essek does a slow turn in place so Astarion can see the back.
Yeah, the damn green looks pretty good. Shut up.]
It... doesn't look bad.
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