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Locke Lamora (richercleverer) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-26 00:25:00

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!complete, day 05, location: thrift store, locke lamora, shannon rutherford

Who: Shannon Rutherford & Locke Lamora
What: Scavenging for goodies
When: Morning, probably around midmorning?
Where: Thrift Store
Rating: TBD (Oh, let's say PG-13 to start)
Status: Complete

Sleep deprivation was nothing new for Locke - he had experienced sharp changes to his sleeping patterns when he was in training to be a clever pirate and then again when he had come to be a member of the Orchid's crew. The only difference between that time and this was that, currently, Locke had no strong coffee to perk his mind back to its normal speed and, to make matters worse, there was the unpredictable wail of a siren every few moments. The first few times he had heard it, Locke had been sure that he would find a raging fire as soon as he left the confines of the church - but there had been nothing. After the fifth or seventh time, he had come to realize that it was nothing but a nuisance but that made it no less irritating when tore through the early morning peace. Realizing that sleep was now impossible, Locke resolved to head to the thrift store in order to scrounge together anything which might be useful - which meant anything that could either replace what had been taken from him or anything which might help in his self-appointed mission of having a good look at the glass walls and any trees which might be near them.

Locke shivered unpleasantly in the cool of the morning as he hurried toward the spot on the map marked as the thrift store and, when he came to what appeared to be the right building, he let himself quietly inside. He quickly glanced around for any sign of the woman whom he had agreed to meet but, seeing no trace of her, he decided to start his scavenge without her - well, as soon as he found some warmer and more appropriate clothes, at least. He supposed that he would just have to put up with the strange garments of this time and place.

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ballerinadreams
2009-04-27 12:33 am UTC (link)

Shannon laughed again and shook her head, wagging her finger back and forth while playfully tsk-ing him. "At least you're willing to let it drop," she replied with a smirk. She had to admit, though, she had teased a little bit by wording things the way she had. Since it was unintentional, though, she didn't feel the need to apologize, even if she probably should have.

Her eyebrows arched again as she gave a facial shrug. "Good point," she agreed. "Are you a cheater, then? Stacking the deck?" she joked. She wouldn't push it, because it wasn't her business if he did; not that she'd have cared either way. 'To each their own' was practically becoming her motto these days.

Laughing, Shannon shook her head. "Buddy, I don't know where you came from, but that is a fashion disaster," she replied with a smirk. She laughed again at the way he had taken the pants from her. "What's the matter? You don't like them?" she asked, feigning hurt, complete with her bottom lip pouted out just slightly. The expression didn't last long as he told her that she'd look stunning in the clusterfuck of fabric she was pretending to try on. Instead, she broke into another grin. "Oh, I bet I'd at least catch a few eyes, that's for damn sure," she replied with a chuckle. "You know, in those pants, you might be able to stand in the clock tower and signal any passing airplanes to pick us up. They'd see you for sure," she teased back good-naturedly.

"Oh, I'm not playing yet," she pointed out. "I might've agreed, but you have to put those on, first, before I put mine on," she added. "And anyway, it's not like anyone's around to see except us, so what have I got to lose? Just try not to stare; this thing is gonna be so small on me," she finished laughing. There was no way she'd be able to move very far without the skirt riding up to her waist and her boobs falling out entirely, from what she could guess judging by the material used, never mind that it was clearly made for someone shorter and thinner than she was. "Did you take this from the kids' section? Christ," she laughed.

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richercleverer
2009-04-27 01:36 am UTC (link)

Leo very nearly choked when Shannon asked if he was a cheater but her facial shrug was enough to let him know that she was joking - and that she wasn't all that concerned with his answer. This little tell satisfied him and made him feel just a bit more comfortable with the current situation - even if he did intend to stick to the guise of a priest for a little bit longer. He did his best to look as innocent and as guileless as possible when he turned to blink at her. "Come on, now. Do I look like someone who would cheat or stack the deck?"

"You know, you're probably right. I don't think even the dullest of the nobility would wear something like that," he nodded his agreement. Of course, the thought of trying to convince a dona to wear a garish dress such as that one did amuse the part of him that took pleasure from harassing the nobility but the possibility for that particular manner of mischief was far removed his current situation. "On you, though - I bet you'd start a new trend. All the women of Vas Captio will be looking for one just like it."

"As for these," he sighed theatrically as he held up the garishly yellow pants. These, at least, felt to be of some material a bit more natural than the shirt - but it was still nothing compared to even the roughest of the worker wear Leo had donned in the past. "I could signal from the docks of the West Needle and it would easily be seen all the way in the Wooden Waste. I'm not sure these are pants as much as they are some perverse sort of flag worn about the waist."

"I didn't realize it was that small," he mused as he squinted a bit at the dress. Only ever having to supply costumes for himself and his brothers, Leo was a bit rusty at picking out well-fitted clothing for women but he supposed the smallness of the dress only added a new and interesting element to the bet at hand. He offered another innocent expression and smiled. "I could try to pick out something that'd fit you better, if you'd like." It went unsaid that, should she pick that option, he'd just end up picking out something ten times as ugly as what she was currently holding.

"Alright. I'll try mine on first," he agreed readily enough. Turning his head, he glanced around for some room into which he could duck to change but no such option presented itself - which meant that he'd have to go for the next best option of finding a display tall enough to hide him. "No rule about dressing in front of each other, I take it?"

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