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Entry tags:
shopping.
Who: Saber and Rarity. (Closed.)
When: Now.~
Where: Middle district.
Style: Prose.
Saber had decided that morning that she wanted something more casual to wear, but she hadn't expected that after several hours.. she would find nothing to her taste. It was all too colorful, or too showy, or not formal enough and..
The King of Knights raised an armored hand over her mouth as she frowned heavily into it. She was standing outside, in front of the window of the current clothing store she was investigating.
This was frustrating. What was even more frustrating about it was that the knight knew this was supposed to be a simple task, and she was having so much difficulty with it. The experience she had with such things was her fault, Saber acknowledged. Her clothing had always been picked and tailored to her by others.
When: Now.~
Where: Middle district.
Style: Prose.
Saber had decided that morning that she wanted something more casual to wear, but she hadn't expected that after several hours.. she would find nothing to her taste. It was all too colorful, or too showy, or not formal enough and..
The King of Knights raised an armored hand over her mouth as she frowned heavily into it. She was standing outside, in front of the window of the current clothing store she was investigating.
This was frustrating. What was even more frustrating about it was that the knight knew this was supposed to be a simple task, and she was having so much difficulty with it. The experience she had with such things was her fault, Saber acknowledged. Her clothing had always been picked and tailored to her by others.