vatheon | Kanaya's shop, round 3.

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Kanaya's shop, round 3.

Where:Kanaya Maryams Storefront For Commissioned Ragripping And Seamstressing
With Display Space For Artistic Clothing Creations
When: A small sign on the door says this business opens an hour after sundown on the surface, and closes an hour before dawn, every day. Feel free to backdate if you wish, or set your posts whenever, really. Kanaya is in and working outside of business hours on occasion.
Who: Kanaya Maryam, hopefully a whole bunch of trolls, members of the host club, and anybody who's interested in her shop.
Style: I'll follow your lead.
Status: Open

The dress forms out front all have been clothed in a variety of styles; the specific outfits on display change often, sometimes as often as every day. Men's and women's fashions are available, though there is usually more dresses than anything else. Inside there are a few more outfits available for viewing, but this is not a clothing store. None of these outfits have a price tag, as the clothing here is hand made by the proprietor. a small sign on the back wall indicates that this business is for clothing repairs, tailoring, and custom commission work, though you are welcome to make an offer on something if you like it.

Things have been getting a bit crazy in the shop. Kanaya has been working extremely hard as of late to finish up a few projects before her next big commission starts. There is a rack of nearly finished outfits that has been left in the display room, her workspace is getting too cluttered to keep it back there. It's an organized chaos though, she's simply been spending more time working than keeping things tidy.

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Sollux got the message from Kanaya, and while he had considered just replying to it in kind, he found himself curious enough to go in to the shop to figure out what the fuck was going on - particularly when she mentioned that he, Aradia and Feferi were going to match, something that sort of blew his bifurcated little mind.

He poked his head in the door and stepped in awkwardly, looking around curiously at the various dress forms with clothes on them. Unlike many of the trolls in Vatheon, Sollux still wore his t-shirt and pants ensemble, with his mismatched shoes, and hadn't picked up any human fashions. He had also managed to save his shades, and wore them over his robotic eyes.

"Kanaya?"

Dualscar really wasn't sure what to make of the message he got from the young troll, but he showed up anyway. He stepped inside, stumping a bit on his robotic lower leg, and glanced around imperiously, waiting to be attended upon.

Kanaya heard the bell, and promptly came out from the workshop in back. She was, after all, expecting more visitors now that she messaged almost every troll in the bubble with a request to stop in. She was pleased to find exactly who was the first to respond. She sent similar requests to many of the ancestors here, after all, and she still wasn't entirely sure how to interact with them.

"Hello Sollux, thank you for coming. I take it you got my message?"

He flashed her a smile, showing that more and more of his teeth were starting to grow in. He was back to battling the lisp now, though usually he could keep it under control.

"Yeah, I got the message. So you're still into that fashion thtuff, huh?" He cocked his head. "Are you serious about dressing me up like aa and ff?"

[Welp, Eridan would have normally responded to the message, but it seems Kanaya wanted to talk to him in person, or at least that's what he's come to assume. So, putting his SFC away and getting ready to face the world(Really he is such a grub having to get all 'dolled up' before leaving, not to mention hiding his hair with a knit-hat), he heads out. Before too long, he's poking his head in the store, he knows well where to find it, having a past experience with her before here, but then things were more... tense. Maybe not everything is how it was, but things seem to be a bit better now, more comfortable. He's not dreading meeting up with her.]

Kan?

[He calls out, but really isn't even looking for her as he looks around the decor of the shop and all she has out. Damn, Kanaya. You really know your shit, don't you? This place is downright impressive.]

It takes a day or two for Darkleer to hold up on his promise. He has projects of his own to work on, although they are less of the fashion variety and more in his expertise. One moment the shop is quite empty, and the next his rather looming form is walking quietly through the shop, picking at a dress here and there curiously.

After he's sated his minor curiosity, he finally decides to call out. "Miss Maryam?"

With Guy's departure from the bubble, Zelos finds himself working a lot more to keep from thinking about it too much. He's more affected by it than he'd like to let on which keeps him busy and distracted. Unfortunately, while Zelos doesn't need to sleep, the club does need to close so tonight's 3am distraction consists of popping in on the seamstress to get his measurements taken.

The redhead pops into the shop and takes a look around, touching a sleeve or hem carefully here and there just to feel the texture of the fabric. Kanaya really does some fine work.

"Kanaya-hunny~?"

To be fair, she wasn't entirely sure what to make of Dualscar at all. The one time they talked he had managed to impress her with his polite sophistication and frighten her with his highblooded ideals, both in the space of a few minutes. He seemed, like many highbloods, to respond well to careful and polite speech that showed respect for his station. Kanaya has a bit of contempt for the hemospectrum, but she didn't feel like unnecessarily antagonizing the violet blood. Besides, despite what happened it seems that he has been spending a lot of time with the Signless. That could be seen as a significant vote of confidence, if Kanaya wasn't reasonably sure that the Signless would try to befriend a monster like the Grand Highblood if that beast would give him half a minute before trying to cull him.

She really just doesn't know how to think of Dualscar. In her mind it's best to play it safe. Kanaya smiles at the older troll and starts, "Welcome to my establishment, Orphaner. Thank you for taking the time to visit me and indulge my project."

[She comes out promptly as he calls. Unlike last time there is not the moment of shocked embarrassment for either of them, nor does Kanaya feel the need to terrorize the seadweller with a careful display of her makeup. (I'll take 'Phrases that make no sense without Homestuck' for $300, Alex.)]

Hello Eridan. Thank you for stopping by.

"Yes. I've been doing quite a bit of this 'fashion stuff' these days. I assume you're still into that computer stuff?" she shot back. Sollux was a good enough friend that she felt fine playing around with a little petty jab like that. She was still getting the hang of the human art of sarcasm, but snarky comments she knew all too well. however, it was just a little joke, and she decided to answer his other question straight. "I'm not planning on dressing you up like them, but rather in a way to complement them. The three of you will be distinct, yet matched."

Kanaya was working a bit too hard it seems, for the voice caught her off guard. she must have missed the sound of the bell at the door. She dropped her work where it was to see to her visitor. "Yes? Oh, hello Darkleer. Thank you for coming."

This early in the morning is not the sort of time Kanaya expects too many visitors. Yes, the door is open but who would stop in at this hour? She doesn't even realize that Zelos has entered her shop. As usual for this time of night she has gotten herself into a sewing frenzy, and even his calling of her name doesn't do little more than cause her to stop for a moment. Did somebody say something? No? Back to work then.

The noises of her machine stitching can be heard in the dead quiet of early morning, even in the display room next door.

He offers a polite smile, although it is a bit tired. "Thank you for deciding to make clothes for one such as myself. You simply need my measurements, correct?"

Hmm... maybe she can't hear him over the machine. And it is rather late at night so she's probably not expecting anyone really. Making his way to the door that the can hear the sewing machine noises emanating from, Zelos pops his head in as he leans around the frame.

"Hard at work I see~"

Kanaya matched the smile. "Measurements certainly would be a good start. Other than that I could also use your opinion, if you don't mind." She moved to the large troll, pulling out a measuring tape. She may not need his full height, but she decided to go with her extra long tape, just in case. Hopefully it will be enough!

Well, ya asked me to, so no problem.

[It's said rather plainly as he looks to her after admiring some of her displays.]

Did you need somethin' of me or?

"What? Oh." she says, not evidently startled but certainly caught unaware. She finishes her stitch before turning to him. "Yes. I've been finishing up a few projects before I have to start work on your commission. You're certainly up late. Or are you just an extremely early riser? I would have thought you to be the sort that requires plenty of beauty sleep." Kanaya happens to find Zelos a bit fun to pick on, even if Zelda seemed to be a bit too serious during their last conversation.

Fortunately, Darkleer had the presence of mind to not wear his armor and is wearing simple plain clothes so as not to fudge up the measurements any. He straightens his posture just a bit more, not that it's really needed, and holds out one arm just in case. As an afterthought, he pulls his hair back in a ponytail to keep it out of the way; he's been growing it steadily longer and it's now past his shoulder blades. "I will see if I can be of any help."

Well yes, I did ask you here for 'somethin'. Two 'thins', actually. I'm going be be making some outfits, for Karkat and a few others. I want to take your opinion into account when I design for your matesprit.

[Look at her, actually teasing him a bit. She's almost surprising herself with how easy it is to talk to him now. It's almost enough to forget that they killed each other once upon a time.]

[In a place like this, where their world is so far from reach, it's almost silly to fully hold onto what happened then, especially with what this world allows in ones own personal growth. There's something very pleasant about this, but not without its own twinge of guilt. That small reminder of what he did do, what he did fuck up, but he's not about to fully brood about it, that's back then, over a half sweep ago by his perspective, and if Kanaya is willing to tease him like days long since past, he's more than willing to welcome it.]

I'm so flattered, Kan. I trust it's not somethin' that'll fuckin' make him skyrocket through the bubble like a rage-fueled torpedo, right?

[Of course, knowing Kanaya, she has Karkat's fear of style in mind, or at least, what seems to be a fear of style. Eridan will never understand his stubbornness when it comes to good style with clothes.]

"As I said in my message, I'm planning on designing a set of outfits for most of the trolls here. I wish to take matesprit's suggestions into account for their partner's clothing. I'm also planning on designing them such that mates will complement each other, and so that Ancestors and Descendants will reflect each other." She starts, before focusing on her measurements. Kanaya was tall for a troll her age, almost the tallest of her friends... but she had to bring over a stool to be able to properly measure the giant blue blood. She starts to diligently take Darleer's measure, asking him to hold his arms up for a moment, before asking him again to set them at his sides. Dictating and recording the numbers to her SFC, the whole process is over very quickly... though it did take a little longer with such a large subject. Finished with that task, she continued to explain her request. "I was hoping for your opinion on this matter regarding the Summoner. The only suggestion I received from his descendant's matesprit is for 'something dashing', which I think would work fine for both of them... though I would like to focus on what you would like for him, and work from their to make it fit with his descendant."

I certainly hope not. Then again, I haven't a clue on where to start for him. I'm thinking of a nice suit, as the whole set should be formal wear if I can manage it, but that's not really much to work with. He didn't give me much direction for your own outfit, but I have a few ideas so far.

[Honestly? Kanaya finds this welcome as well. She did enjoy their friendship, such as it was, before everything started to go insane. She's almost certain now that she missed it too. Besides, there aren't too many of her friends that she can actually discuss the idea of fashion with and have it not feel like she's pulling teeth.]

The entire time, he listens and waits patiently as she goes about her work while explaining her plans to him. By the time she's done, he has a slightly thoughtful expression on his face. "I am afraid I do not have much of a preference one way or another, but suggestions I suppose I can make. These are all simply guesses and you would be much better off confirming them with him personally; he has recently returned from Alternia and it has been... quite a while. Some of his tastes have changed." His voice is very quiet and careful when he mentions that before he goes on as usual.

"Hopefully, he should still like the color red, and I recall he once mentioned a disdain for what he referred to as 'monkey suits'."

My own?

[Yep that catches him by surprise. Sure, making something for Karkat, that's not unexpected, but the fact she's making something for him. Sure, they are getting along, but...]

Uh--yeah, Kar isn't much help when it comes to this sorta thing, I was lucky enough that he let me take him clothes shoppin' once, but I had to pick out near ewerythin' for him.

[A pause.]

And I picked out stylish things, just so you know.

[Really, he didn't let his own preference blind him too much on that.]

But as for Kar's, a suit sounds nice, he'd look downright fuckin' dashin' in one. But a plain ol' suit would be borin'... [Ponder ponder...] You know, I bet he'd pull off a west like he was hatched for it. That and a nice tie, maybe red in color. He's actually tryin' to wear his color more, be more open about it and all. I don't know how much that helps you, though.

[Yeah he's just gonna ponder this image of Karkat all snazzy in some custom-made suit, don't mind him.]

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He grinned at her jab, but the smile faded as she continued, turning to a skeptical expression. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked around. Okay, the store wasn't busy, so he supposed he could play around.

"Okay, I'll let you dress me up, jutht this once. But I'm not promising to wear it for real until I see what you're plotting." Sorry, he wasn't going to parade around looking like a tool unless it matched his own personal sense of style.

His eyes narrowed as a suspicion suddenly hit him. "Who elthe are you doing this with?"

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