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[ His current choice of writing utensil falls with his wrist going limp. He can't tell if this is the best thing he's ever seen or the most offensive thing he has ever seen.
On the one hand, all of his numbers that he measured with his tail were perfect. On the other, this sure is something to look at. ]
Look at you... [ So they just got over having to deal with the Kira Situation. The clear followup had to be a fashion show. ]
They're comfortable because I know how to moisturize before shedding season. [ THIS IS TOO GOOD. TOO GOOD........... ] Turn now. Let me see. [ He's gonna twirl the pencil in the air too. Three-Sixty, Sir. ]
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[But he starts turning anyway, wings drawn in and tail comfortably hanging out of the back of his pants.]
They're comfortable. So I take it I look okay, then?
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[ You know Jotaro, if you weren't such a smartass.......... ]
I didn't think these would work out. I'm pleasantly surprised. [ Chalk up one more use for all that skin. ] They aren't your fancy ones from back home but as long as they fit... [ The sheer amount of skin he has to just get rid of every month makes them thick and leathery but with the right amount of give. Wonderful. ]
The black and white is flattering. I was worried that it would clash with your scales. If the fit is right, then the other ones I am finishing up will be almost as snazzy. They aren't 200,000 Yen but they could be.
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[He wanders over, though, still testing out the glide and give of the..."fabric", and ends up within arm's reach of where Rohan has situated himself.
That's probably deliberate, all things considered.]
Check the fit all you want. If that's what you're after.
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[ There is nothing stopping Rohan from rolling his eyes into the next galaxy. ]
Are you trying to flirt with me now? Is that what this is?
[ what the hell ]
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[Experimentally, he bends his knees and lowers himself down a bit before rising back up again, testing his ability to move and change position.]
If I could get you to laugh, I think that'd be a good night's accomplishment.
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[ Not in this case. Jotaro can go on believing what he wants. Rohan still pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to not ACTUALLY ogle him this time. ]
I miss wearing pants. Maybe that's why I have found making them to be a form of therapy. The other pair is black. More... Your speed. [ That sounds about right. ]
Should I stress the fabric on the legs to give it that ripped-up edgy feel?
[ Two can play at this game, Edgelord. ]
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[Students should dress like students, he catches himself thinking idly, and oddly it doesn't seem to come with as much of a razor's edge as it usually does.]
...I really didn't think I'd like these as much as I do. They're...I don't know. Kind of buttery, sort of. They feel nice. A little weird, too, but nicer than my uniform ones.
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[ He makes his jab, triumphantly coiling up to sit up a little higher. Haha, good one. ]
I didn't think you would either. They were meant to be an ultimately failed experiment. I thought you would find the idea of them to be too macabre for your tastes. My rationale was that scales on scales makes for something smoother. Plus, it insulates. Not that you need it.
[ A beat. ]
Thank you for... Liking them.
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[Which probably explains all of the jokes and jabs he's been making about them; resorting to levity keeps things from getting serious, and serious is where he might start doubting.]
...Thanks for making them for me.
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You're welcome. If you go back in my room, there is another box with a plainer pair of pants and a shirt like the one you usually wear with the back more neatly cut out to accommodate your wings. You can go fetch those now if you want to wear something less silly.
I would have gotten more done but I was busy getting Lorna acclimated to the shop.
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...In a minute. Who's Lorna? A new employee, I guess?
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More than an employee. She's my apprentice. I'm trying to make her into someone who can manage the shop should I ever need to take long absences. She has some experience and wants to learn more about the trade.
[ Also-- ]
She was looking for a job on the network about a month ago before Vietnam disappeared. I had pointed her in that direction and now I feel sort of obligated to follow through. A quiet little thing who looks like she stepped out of a Western history book. She's never seen a painting in her entire life before setting foot in the shop.
She's positively enamored with me.
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So I should get used to seeing her around. Is she nocturnal, or am I going to miss her because she's going to work in the daytime?
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I would like you two to meet if she is going to be my work duckling until further notice. [ Snakebutt becomes useful again, pulling up his sketch diary and passing it to Rohan's hand. He's gotten VERY GOOD at making peace with it. He flips a few pages. ]
You might like her. She's very sweet and out of the way. [ He turns it outward. On that page is literally what he described-- A young lady who looks like she could have been one of the people walking off of the Mayflower. Soft eyes, twisty horns sprouting from her forehead. Like a photograph, she is gazing around the blank space of the page at something he never drew around her with a clawed hand to her lips and her skirts kicking up in a twirl. ]
Polite too. She could teach you something. [ HE'S TEASING. ]
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[He automatically reaches for the sketchbook, bending down for a closer look. His brow furrows as he examines the image depicted by the sketchy lines, expression clouded at the recognition of — yes, that certainly is Ye Olde Timey Maide, isn't it.]
...You can't be serious. People haven't dressed like that in hundreds of years — are you saying she got dragged here from back then?
And here you thought I was from "back in the past", huh...
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I think people can come from just about anywhere around here. I spoke to a smartass who can put music AND pictures in his cell phone. I would have thought that Lorna was from around here as a native rather than someone who was pulled up by the Fog God.
Would you believe she knows how to work a loom? I will never have to buy cloth ever again!
[ What the Hell is a loom. ]
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[HOW DO YOU INTERACT WITH 1) GIRLS AND 2) GIRLS FROM SEVERAL HUNDRED YEARS AGO
god only knows
he's doing his best]
You don't think I'm going to scare her, showing up looking like this?
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what do you take him for
a con??? ]
She didn't bat an eye at me. I don't see why she would bat one at you.
And give me a break: I wouldn't exploit my employees. Especially not the ones who actually want to do things instead of grab my money.
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[YOU HAVE TO GIVE HIM CREDIT ABOUT THE LAST ONE, AT LEAST]
I'm just saying. She seems like —
[He hesitates, fumbling over what it is he wants to say and only really getting it out in stilted pieces.]
Someone like that, with no experience with normal things, who doesn't know any better...people will take advantage of that. And that shouldn't happen to girls. Especially not girls like that.
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Are you implying that I am one of those people?
[ Hear that knocking, Jotaro? That's a nail being driven into your coffin. ]
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[His face. His hands. This is the worst. Why this.]
She looks like the kind of person that bad things happen to. So be on guard for that. That's all I'm saying.
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All the more reason for her to like you. I'm already very fond of her. She reminds me of someone from home.
[ Except he can't place WHO exactly. ]
I plan on keeping an eye on her. I can appreciate anyone who wants to learn something. I should teach you how to sew, Jotaro.
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[Experimentally, he crouches, then sits down outright next to Rohan, still testing out the range of motion of his pants.]
So you think I should talk to her, then? Since she's going to be hanging around, we ought to get used to each other. That's the plan?
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Here you go.
[ If Jotaro were any other person, he would have scooted away. He can keep fronting that it's a temperature thing but they are literally next to the window. ]
Your hands are too big anyway. They'll rip right through whatever I hand you. I guess I can stay as the person who handles any clothing you destroy.
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this ended up sweeter than intended aw