driftfleet | Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[There's something about his tone that still bothers her - subtle, carefully concealed as he so often does, but she's lived with him for her entire life so there's very little they can hide from one another - and it tells her that it still bothers him. So yeah, definitely checking in on that. She hates not knowing what happened, what's haunting him so terribly. She knows it has something to do with what was offered to him by June's chalice, but whatever vision he'd received, it'd all been in his head and therefore she'd been given only clues of the truth through his response and whatever explanations he'd given to others around him. It paints a sad but unfinished picture, and she's aching for the details, if only so she can help him through it.

There's very little she can do about it now, though, as frustrating as that is, so she huffs quietly to herself and vows to make this as perfect a cooking job as she possibly can. Nothing is allowed to go wrong at this godsdamned wedding. Absolutely nothing. And for the moment, she'll do her best to cheer him up.]

If I'm in red and you've got more cool colours, we'll have a nice contrast... good aesthetics.

I'd go green but that's too Candlenights-y if you ask me.

[Maybe blue then. Although a lot of his wardrobe had been tending toward blue lately. He isn't sure if it's because of the planet being a giant ball of ice, or if it's some weird nostalgia for the Bureau's color scheme though.

He thumbs through the dresses and blouses, finds a nice vest, but passes on it after seeing the price tag. Are they sewing with real gold or something? Godsdamn this place is nice but expensive.

He glances toward the dressing room to make sure she hasn't come out yet and then takes a breath. He needs to get off this stupid train of thought before she shows up and teases him, or worse - asks about it. On a whim, he grabs a lilac blouse and holds it up to himself over the skirt. This could work - and he could pair it with gold and layer a deeper purple top over it. ]

Mm maybe blue after all. Or purple. Nicest contrast with red.

You look good in both, so go for it. See what you find that's good in those colours, then.

[She finishes changing, examines herself in the mirror, and... fuck yeah. This looks amazing.

With a slamming noise she bursts out of the changing room, striking a fashionista pose. She earns a disapproving look from the clerk, but yolo, they already gave them the coupons.]

Okay! Double wedding! I'm gonna marry this dress.

I look good in everything.

[He calls back over his shoulder, but she's right - he's gotta find the right thing to wear with the skirt. Can't clash with the wedding colors either, which shouldn't be too hard if he picks colors that go well with everything. Nothing too bright then...

He's checking out some blouses when the door slams open, causing him to jump a little. The clerk is grimacing at them, but Taako grins, turning to check out Lup in her new get-up.]

Fuck yes. Match made in fashion heaven, if you ask me.

[The wave Lup sends towards the cashier is decidedly not sheepish in the least, but she at least smiles as she does it, hoping to set the poor woman at ease. No trouble, just melodrama.]

Nice find, yeah. I guess I can't avoid the red this time.

[Not that she wants to. As she already said, it's a great colour on her. She poses in front of the mirror a few more times, reluctant to change out of it so quickly.]

Got anything for yourself yet?

[He's got the dress and the skirt on their hangers slung over his shoulder and gives her a golf clap as she poses. He hasn't exactly found the right blouse yet, but he doesn't have to find it here. He might want to go with something from his closet, too. The burden of being too picky with his clothes is that sometimes it takes too long to find anything that he feels is right for the occasion.]

Not yet, but I'll take the dress and skirt - not gonna let these babies slip away.

Besides, you sure you got enough cash for all this?

Ehhh...

[She makes a wibbly-wobbly gesture with her hand, shrugging and disappearing into the change room again to put her clothes back on. The sooner she buys it, the sooner she can think about accessorizing.]

I've done some hunting around town. It doesn't pay big bucks like the arena did, but it's a nice enough buffer that a few more jobs will put me back in the black, no worries.

[She suspects his concern is more due to affording his share than the state of her wallet, but it's all means to the same end, anyway. Not like she cares that much about saving money.]

[Taako cares less about saving and more about hoarding. He always wants a way out, a backdoor to something else, and having a giant stash of cash makes it easier when he has to go rogue and just fly off the grid for a few weeks to a year. Or more. Or like five years.]

Not worried, just don't want to have to pay a lot.

[Not that he's going to be paying a lot either since he won the bet.]

Buuut I think I'm done here. I haven't really seen anything that super pops out at me more than this dress did, yanno?

Nah, I get ya. This isn't the only store in town, so no point in settling for a lackluster match just to complete an outfit.

[She exists the room a moment later with both dresses draped over her arm, and her free hand fiddling with her communicator. He should get a blip on his while they approach the register, notifying him of a transfer of credits to his account- enough to cover the cost of his clothes, with whatever discount the coupon offers.]

I think I might stick with this hairstyle. It paired real nice with the dress.

[He checks his communicator and nods. Yup, that should cover it.]

Yeah and now I know what outfit I gotta beat when we get to the party.

[He smirks and heads toward the counter, spinning his communicator in his hand. The choices are plentiful, and the number of stores here with actual taste are enough that he shouldn't have a hard time finding something good at least.]

You gonna wear the boots with that or save 'em for the big dress?

You know which one you can try to beat.

[Good luck, nerd!! She still has some tricks she can play.]

I haven't decided on the boots, yet. We'll see how I feel when it all comes together.

[She gives the cashier a peppy wave as she eyes them over, cheerfully brandishing the coupon.]

Do not challenge the master yet, young padawan. You are not ready.

[He grins and drapes his things on the counter, leaning against the countertop as Lup shows off the coupon. The shopkeeper sighs and nods, then starts ringing up Lup's items first. She asks if Lup wants the items wrapped or if they are for personal use as Taako continues on, looking at the two dresses' hems.]

Mm, with the wedding one, maybe straight heels or flats might be better. We'll be moving around a lot, both in and out of the kitchen.

Please, young nothing. I've been doing this as long as you have.

[And then some, considering the lost century gap in Taako's memories. Lots of fun extra-planer fashions explored in that time. She waves off the wrapping offer - all for her, baby! - and pays, slinging her bag over her shoulder once she's all done.]

You're probably right, but I've been known to suffer more than just heels for the sake of looking good.

I've just been doing it better.

[With her transaction completed, Taako slides his things over and starts his transaction. He also refuses the gift-wrapping and then bundles everything together after transferring the credits to the shop. It feels weird not to be making some sort of deal or running some kind of scam on this lady, but it's not his money so he supposes he shouldn't care.

Everything all finished, he gives the shopkeeper a salute and starts for the door.]

But I feel you - the fashion show must go on and all. Just be sure to have a spell whipped up in case you need traction or warmth. I think the whole thing's outside.

Awww, thanks for the protip, Mama Koko. I didn't think you'd be worried about me.

[It's an easy tease as they walk through the door, and as she holds it for him she gives his shoulder a playful pat. There's a slight arcane tingle; true to her word, she's cast Fly again. There's no way in hell she's slipping and sliding all over the ice again, especially with her new outfits and those awesome shoes in hand.]

[Oh gross. His face twists in distaste at being called "mama" anything until he feels the Fly spell come over him. Having felt it once before and now knowing the parts that went to it, it's easier to recognize than the last time.]

Mostly I don't want you falling and dropping the food I so carefully prepared. Where to now?

Pfft, like I would. I can be super professional.

[An outdoor wedding is a weird idea to have in such a chilly place, but whatever. The cold doesn't bother her ~~anyway~~.]

I was gonna drop this stuff off in my shuttle so I don't have to lug it around everywhere. Feel like shopping around some more, maybe get a few accessories? Or I could help you brainstorm the menu.

[He can't remember if the wedding was outdoors and the reception indoors at this point, but that's because his attention was on the menu not the actual ceremony. He recalls hearing "outdoor" and "pay" and the rest went out the window.]

Eh, I think I'm good for now with the shopping - weird as it is to say. I want to get back and start alterations on this dress, like, yesterday.

[Because he will find a way to wear this if it kills him.]

Could do with a brainstorm sesh over the menu though. I got it mostly figured out, but they're hella fancy so, yanno, like a billion courses required.

Not weird at all. Also I'm suuuuper out of money now, so hardcore accessorizing is gonna have to wait a while.

[Not a big deal - she has plenty of body decorations available from their last few heists - but this world has some fun fashion that she's interested in exploring. Just not today. A good old fashioned pow-wow about food with Taako sounds awesome, instead.

She floats down the street towards the shuttles, halting partway to point out a shop tucked away in the corner near an alley, nondescript and easy to miss.]

That's the boutique where I got my hair done. Doesn't look like much, but they know what's up in there. It they can handle a mess of hair like mine, you'll be golden.

[Since he's not running, it's actually not that hard to walk after her, stepping carefully despite the spell cast. If he needs to fly, he will. But it's not bad keeping his feet on the ground either. He glances down the alley, taking note of how blase it looks and trying to pick out landmarks nearby so he can find it again.]

Cool. I'll probably need it since I can't exactly ask the Fleet hairdresser to do my hair on his wedding day.

[Noted and memorized for now. A place like this, it's nice and out of the way and he might be able to get a good style done for the wedding or even before--

Oh shit. Taako realizes something and stops dead in his tracks.

He hasn't gotten anything for Candlenights for Kravitz.

Fuck fuck shit.]

Yeah uh....you wanna meet me at the First Breath later on? I need to pick something up before I head back - totally slipped my mind.

Huh? [The sudden heel-turn is a surprise, and she gives him a confused and curious look, then shrugs her shoulders.] Uhhh, okay, sure... maybe I'll go bum around with Kova for a while. Just give me a ring if I'm not there when you arrive, I guess.

[Just what is he up to...? She has half a mind to follow him, but she doesn't want to encourage the stalker nickname, so maybe she can wrestle the answer out of him later.]

Yeah, give him some of the catnip I keep stashed on the top shelf. He's probably hankering for a hit at this point.

[He takes a step back from her and gives Lup a quick salute, tamping down on his nervousness. Getting the boots for Lup had been easy, but what the hell did you get for Death?

And if he asked Lup, well, she'd probably tease the ever-living fuck out of him, so he's gotta do this on his lonesome.]

Shouldn't be more than half an hour. That cool with you?

[Gods, but it's hard not to laugh. It's been a long time since she's seen him this fussy about anything. Her curiosity is definitely piqued now.]

Yeah, sure, I can do that. It'll give me enough time to drop my stuff off and head over. I'll see you there, then.

[She quirks a brow, gently kicking off the ground to float towards the shuttles again, waving over her shoulders.]

Try not to let your jitters trip you up on the ice!

[SURPRISE she noticed it.]

[Yes, okay, time to escape and try to figure out what an immortal goth hottie would want--

FUCK SHE NOTICED.

Taako makes a face at her as she floats away, sticking his tongue out at her retreating form. Of course she's giving him a hard time already and she doesn't even know what's up. Of course.]

You try not to fly into any poles on your way!

Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

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