THE NECROMANCER BARBER OF DRIFT FLEET

[serpentis]

Who: Dorian and YOU
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Three Twins
When: 2/8-2/28

[It doesn't take long for him to get things sorted out, and find a place where he can set up a small space and take it down again, tuck things away when he's done. The hired smugglers have done well- he was scissors, razors, even cosmetics that would make the Orlesians jealous. They're all tucked into cases, stored under his cot and in the cargo hold.

For those that helped to smuggle, arrangements are made for a free session, for the rest, well...word will get around.

You all look dreadful, and Dorian has plans that you all need to be presentable for.]

((OOC: Please feel free to handwave appointments being made, but list a date in your starter, thank you!))

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[serpentis]

[Dorian smiled, turning back to her. His tools are laid out, bright and deadly sharp, and were he were more merderously inclined, he might worry someone would get the wrong idea about him.]

Ah, there you are. I'm afraid it's a bit humble, but I do what I can.

[He gestured to the chair, nothing fancy, but a place to sit, and looked her over.]

And what have you come looking for, today?

[ladiesss]

Um... Self-respect?

[was that a trick question? she wanders shyly into the room, not sure if she should sit or look around or--]

I'm kidding. Totally kidding. I think I'm here for a haircut.

[serpentis]

I believe there's a bit of both to be found.

[He gestures to the chair.]

Please, do sit, and we can get to sorting this out.

[ladiesss]

Wow.

[she... will walk up and have a seat in the chair! it has been forever since she's done something like this.]

So are you actually certified to do this, or whatever?

[serpentis]

No, decidedly not.

[He drapes an apron over her shoulders.]

I grew up in a noble house. We hard servants to do this for us. That is, until I was kicked out. They frown on upstarts in Tevinter, you see.

[He got the scissors and comb, and set them on a tray next to him. And there was a bottle that wet her hair when you squeezed it? Magnificent.]

Living on the road, I didn't have much in the way of money, but nor could I afford to let myself look a mess. I learned what I needed to. I assure you, you're in far better hands than if anyone else offered, as far as I am aware. I've been taking care of my own hair for some time now, and certainly doing better than many.

[ladiesss]

[well, she twists a bit to look back at him, eyebrows slowly raising over the course of this explanation... though where there probably should have been a lot more follow-up questions, she says:]

...Your hair does look very nice, Dorian.

[serpentis]

[He wet her hair, looking it over, thinking for a moment.]

It does look very nice, I take great care of it. What a wonder proper grooming will do for you.

How short did you want for your hair? Just get rid of... [He gestureed vaguely with the comb.] ...the damaged parts?

[ladiesss]

[she settles into looking forward! she sighs, but it's more of an angsty teenage sigh over the state of her poor hair and not anything to do with being nervous anymore.]

God, yes. Please, you can take like... four inches off the end and I wouldn't even care. It's been so long.

[a little over a year, really. her hair goes down to her lower back. half a foot wouldn't be a huge change for her.]

It just hasn't been the same since the sand dimension...

[serpentis]

I'll need you to elaborate on this...sand dimension.

[He set to work, trimming off the dead, split ends. It wasn't the best work, but it was even and better than nothing. He was quiet while working, letting her explain.]

[ladiesss]

You'll never guess what it's full of.

[...no, go on. guess what the sand dimension is full of. guess. make her day.]

[serpentis]

I'd hazard a guess that it's full of tress, and water. A veritable swamp!

[He moves her head a bit as he trims her hair, taking care to make it even.]

[ladiesss]

Oh, if only. It's full of sand.

[surprise.]

It's, uh, kind of a place between places. I went through it a couple of times to try and get out of spots like this one... But it was mostly just a lot of walking around in the hot sun. Murdered my hair, my nails have never recovered, it's... Not fun.

[serpentis]

A place between places...so not entirely unlike the Fade, then, I would take it? Sort of...connected to this world, but an entirely different plane? Curious!

[ladiesss]

I don't know what the "Fade" is, but that sounds right. It's tricky stuff to wrap your head around.