Tuesday, Oct 2, 2007
Who: Duncan, Kazuki, Adrienne
When: Later in the day, before closing
Where: Tailors!
What: Duncan needs a new pair o' shoes! Among other things.

Duncan had brought some things to trade in at the tailors, since money was not an option. He was rarely comfortable taking anything without offering at least something in return, even if the value was not comparable. However, he had found he had very little in his home that might be useful to a tailor except for a long blade sharpening belt. He'd kept it for his own knives, but he was confident he could figure something else out in between today and the next time he needed to sharpen his kitchen knives. He'd packed his offering in a cloth bag and held it loosely in his left hand as he strolled to the tailors.

He hoped there were some earthy colors available. Although he had been told endless times that he looked good in black -- one woman had even gone so far as to say 'yummy' -- he didn't think black was appropriate attire for a dinner party. Especially if there were going to be vampires there. Sometimes vampires were touchy. He didn't know if Nathaniel was touchy, but he didn't know who Nathaniel was inviting, either. Duncan liked himself best in tones of green and brown; because it did not wash out his face or make his hair appeal dull. Also, not that Duncan ever noticed it, earthy colors made his hazel eyes do interesting things. Depending upon the vibrancy of the green or brown, his eyes would shift to match. It was intriguing.

He entered the shop slowly, not wanting to bust the door down should the hinges be loose. It wasn't that Duncan assumed the shop was dilapidated, it was just that one time, he hadn't been careful, and had swung someone's door open so hard he'd made a whole in the wall on the opposite side with the doorknob. He wasn't immune to accidents.

"Hello!" he said, cheerfully, but he was already looking around.