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002 In Which Vampires are Silly

Who: Akeldama and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Planet side and Iskaulit
When: throughout December

Iskaulit library - actually more in late November ~~shh~~
[What was Lord Akeldama to do with himself when he didn't have the life he normally lived at home? No drones, no going out to the see the latest show at the theater. None of it. So he had headed to the library. True, he typically only read what appeared in the gossip rags now-a-days, but that didn't mean he was incapable of a good book.

Well... that's if he could find a good book...

Curiosity had compelled him to look at one of the books on Earth history, but he clearly hadn't gotten very far, sitting there, drumming his nails against the table as he stared at one section]

Planet side - shopping!
[At the first possible opportunity, Lord Akeldama was shopping! He was sadly lacking in clothes and he wanted so much to be able to burn those horrid jumpsuits that had been given to him. They were a travesty against all things fashion after all.

So he could easily be found in the formal section of a clothing store browsing different options that fit his taste... in as many colors as he could possibly afford. He didn't like not having funds to just do whatever he wanted.

He had also found a fabric store while he was there, browsing quietly. Not like he could do anything with it after all. An unfortunate side effect of metamorphosis, no more creativity.

That was until he had happened to find a blue paisley fabric. It was exactly his style!]

This would make the most perfect waistcoat! A shame though...

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[Of course here is Lord Akeldama and he has to make this a post. Why? Because he's showing off in a way. So he'd seen all of this about "ugly Christmas sweaters" which why would someone do that to themselves. But he had found something else and he was playing this off as if it is completely normal.

So Lord Akeldama is dressed in dark brown trousers, a sage green jacket, a rose gold cravat, and this vest as if it were a waistcoat. Nothing odd to see here, just a vampire in an ugly Christmas vest...]

This truly is a remarkable place. It has been so long since I've had the chance to visit a city such as this.

So what have been your favorite things to do here? I would like to know what all I have missed thus far.

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Yes, it will be a shame, cooped up inside again. But I suppose it can't be helped. We will just have to enjoy it as long as possible.

Are you out shopping this evening?

It will be a shame to lose the benefits it provides.

[She was no stranger to being cooped up for a while, but other systems had not been as pleasing. She could admit that much, if nothing else.]

... that is the purpose for which I have come here. This store has many varied components. It is... interesting.

Benefits? In what way?

[He found something to ask about. He will poke at it]

They do have that, don't they? They have such amazing fashion sense here. It is not quite up to snuff, but I will make it work.

[Which means that for most people, it would be perfectly formal, but for Lord Akeldama... minor things about them]

Do you require an escort for the evening?

[aka would you like his company]

The planet is ... rejuvenating in a way that most systems have not been, for those who have some affinity for magical energy.

[In spite of her misgivings about it initially, she would still be unhappy to leave. It felt almost too good, dangerously so, if she could but tap into it all further.

As for the fashion, there were no brand names all over everything, and... well. She really did let Taako go to town with getting her new wardrobe items. She had bought far more than she had ever intended to, at that.]

They have much to offer here. If I am not distracting you from what you came here for, I suppose I would not turn away your company.

[...Shopping was difficult enough and she had much to consider. It might be easier to have someone at her side while she made the attempt to determine things while looking at the available supplies. To an extent.]

Does it? I would not have been aware of this if you hadn't said it. Fascinating.

[He waves his hand]

You are not distracting me at all. Let's peruse this wonderful establishment together.

It is likely it benefits those who are less aware as well, in some way.

[Being magically and psychically inclined, it's definitely a beacon for her. It distracts.

She gives him a small nod as an indication of her agreement--even appreciation--of his offer. One had less chances of being approached by random strangers if in the company of someone else, after all. Perhaps there was benefit in that, even if it was a struggle to be less wary of the offered kindnesses of those around her.

But now that she agreed to it, more conversation would be required. And so.]

What brings you to this place?

[Clearly, this sort of thing was right up his alley, so she'll give him an opening to talk about it if he wants.]

Perhaps it does. I haven't noticed it, but this is also my first time out of London in far too long.

[Well, even less of a chance of being approached by a random person? He offers her his arm like a gentleman should. He may be a fop and a vampire, but he follows polite social manners at least]

Clothing, darling. I am so unused to having nothing. Back home I had three closets all filled with jackets, waistcoats, hats, and assorted baubles. Three. Alas, I have to start all over and without my money.

[A short pause]

Beside I do fully intend to set those jumpsuits ablaze sometime before we leave.

[He gives her a bit of a smirk at that. Fashion conscious vampire... burning unfashionable clothes]

[She appears faintly confused for a moment when he offers his arm. It's certainly a gesture on his part but not one entirely familiar. Long enough to almost not register it for what it was or... how she should react to it.

Eventually, she settles on very lightly placing the tips of two of her fingers into the crook of his elbow. A delicate touch.]

If such destruction should satisfy you, I should warn you that they do return.

[There's a faint amusement in her tone. She doesn't care enough to bother destroying them repeatedly, herself, but she supposed he had a statement to make about it. Which was entirely fair, given how important fashion seemed to be to him.]

Either way, you should be able to earn enough here to ... build your funds to provide for your new wardrobe. Depending on how much time we have within the system, of course, but there is... work that can be found.

[Works well enough for him when she does that. She had seemed confused by his gesture at first, but he had been unwilling to withdraw his arm in case she decided to take it. No reason she should be made to feel the fool. He's used to looking silly]

Do they? [A faint dramatic sigh] It can't be helped I suppose. Though it does mean I can burn them multiple times if the desire strikes.

I think I have found something that will provide me with some funding, which will be marvelous given I am in need of a new wardrobe and one of my friends from home is getting married so there are standards to maintain.

Then it seems that all of this has been fortunate timing on your part.

[For being on the fleet in time for his friend's wedding, and for them happening upon a system so... generously made for the occasion.]

It is. I am positively thrilled that I get to be here for him. He is my dear friend. He has chosen a wondrous location for it.

So clothing for the wedding is top priority and then working on my wardrobe after that.

I see. It sounds as if it will keep you busy and entertained.

[Although this is the craft store and not the clothing store specifically, which ... brings another question.]

Were you searching for a gift here?

Yes to both. It always takes so long to rebuild a wardrobe.

In a way. I was looking to see if there was any delightful fabric that could be used for new clothes. Also any trinkets that might be of interest to someone.

Does it...

[With all that she had just purchased with Taako's guidance, honestly the thought of more than that is boggling.]

You must have a discerning eye for such things.

Oh it does. I do know it is different here, but jackets alone! There are everyday jackets for conducting daily business; evening jackets for formal events like parties or dinners; and smoking jackets for the gentleman at leisure around the home and they all must be worn for the proper occasion. A proper gentleman would never wear a smoking jacket to the table because what are we, Scottish?

I do believe that I do. I am considered someone to look to for fashion trends and advice. Vampires positively set the trends.

[She's quiet through his tirade about jackets, nodding to show that she is listening. What a concept to be so overly invested in. Though everyone had their points of pride, one way or another, so she can't judge, either.]

I see. I should not dare doubt a claim such as that.

[Humor, in her own dry way. After all, she couldn't really talk; she'd just let an elf convinced of his own fashionista status influence her wardrobe, to rid her life of the dreary colors she had been drawn to.]

Perhaps many will be drawn to seek your advice.

[When he gets on a roll about clothes, smiling and nodding is best. He'll eventually work his way off it. And honestly, that wasn't overly invested in Victorian England. The entire upper class society was overly invested.

In a way, he and Taako are similar. Just one's an elf and one's a vampire]

I do so hope. There are some in desperate need of fashion advice.

Those in the most need may not consider to seek advice at all.

[Perhaps that was a concept that ran far deeper than the light-hearted topic of fashion. Her eyes flick toward the shelves around them, laden with accessories and trinkets.]

Unfortunately that is always the case. There is a young lady back home, Miss Hisselpenny. Delightful young lady and she is a friend of my dear friend Alexia, but she has the most ridiculous taste in hats. Neither Alexia nor Madame Lefoux have been able to help her. She sees nothing wrong with them.

What sort of trinkets are you looking for, my dear starling? Perhaps I can help you find it.

That is the way of stubbornness.

[Which, she can't exactly judge someone she hasn't met, so she can only offer a half-shrug for his story, as he changes the subject.]

I had been considering ideas for new... table decorations. [It's something of a joke, because that's just what she did now. Dress the table on nothing but whims.] And... some gifts, perhaps.

[It really was unfair to judge her without having seen one of her hats, but Lord Akeldama was sure anyone with taste who saw them would agree to their nature. They weren't exactly what most people would call pleasing]

Table decorations are an important matter and something to seriously. As well as gifts. We can assist each other in our shopping endeavors!

[She really had walked right into this one...]

Perhaps. I... will admit that I am not certain how much assistance I could be to you in the venture you are on, but I will... honor your request.

[Shopping was hard enough when one didn't have an explicit goal in mind beyond finding something "suitable".]

[Well, to be fair, Lord Akeldama was special. He could find any reason for shopping. He actually wasn't hard to get rid of, but you had to know how to essentially dismiss him in a polite way... and be willing to do so]

Browsing is perfectly acceptable as well. Sometimes one needs to think on options before committing to a purchase.

There are many options, to browse.

[And if one is relatively new to gifting in a manner of speaking.]

This store does seem to have a variety of items, though there will be others with more. There is certainly a process...

There will. Perhaps too many but that gives options. I do like to find just the right gift for someone, no matter where it may be so it does take some time. I suppose I'm lucky that the planet seems to conform to winter as I know it, shorter days and longer nights.

[The amount of time to "sleep" for a vampire didn't matter. It was the fact the sun was up. As long as the sun was well and truly set, he'd be awake without ill-effects]

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