driftfleet | Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[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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