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Lord Akeldama ([personal profile] eternallyoutrageous) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2018-12-07 09:19 pm

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...

Open Broadcast
[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.
shroudedsecrets: (the winds of change)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-20 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
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.
shroudedsecrets: (don't mind if I fall apart)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-21 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.
shroudedsecrets: (time casts a spell)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-21 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
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.]
shroudedsecrets: (bind me here)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-23 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
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.
shroudedsecrets: (the winds of change)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-24 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[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".]
shroudedsecrets: (doubt all intent)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-27 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
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...
shroudedsecrets: (the winds of change)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-30 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
There are some days yet, before the... deadline. Hopefully that would be enough time.

[If one put care into it. Or made the attempt to. Perhaps it would be the thought that counted.]

Is that your preferred condition of a planet? It is good that it benefits you in some way.
shroudedsecrets: (if memory finally leaves)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2018-12-31 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Longer days and shorter nights.

[Luckily, she was hanging around with Katie for a while, so she at least understands the terminology for seasons relating to earth.]

Being in space must have a different effect on your rest schedule. How do you account for it then?
shroudedsecrets: (the winds of change)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2019-01-03 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Her gaze looks to the shelves as they speak, as she tries to gauge whether anything sticks out to her as gift-worthy among the items.]

You are lucky to have those from whom you can seek advice on such things already here. One would hope whatever schedule you are able to establish here will last, once the ships resume their travels.
shroudedsecrets: (doubt all intent)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2019-01-03 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[She makes a soft sound of amusement.]

I seem to have found myself with a list, for a holiday I have never celebrated. But if I must hear about Candlenights, I will not leave our ship wanting for... some token.

[And very certain other individuals.]

... Although, perhaps you might make this easier for me and simply tell me what you would like.

[That might be a joke. Or it might be serious. However he takes that.]
shroudedsecrets: (time casts a spell)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2019-01-04 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She responds with half a shrug. Any "gifts" she would ever have given previously were all in connection to her works, relating to armor and progression, not so much any joy of celebration or any traditions. That she can recall.]

You find... value in such things? Or does it not matter so much what it is beyond the thought of a gift, itself.

[Which... didn't exactly make it easier, but.]
shroudedsecrets: (if memory finally leaves)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2019-01-07 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Then I will keep that in mind while we... browse.

[And if she sees something, or if he makes more of a reaction toward certain things, she can keep note of that for later.]

Our Captain likes... sweets, but something appropriate to present it in would be... needed. I am less certain of what would be appropriate for our Engineer, though he is also a Lord of some kind. Our chef is... Taako.

[She can't help but frown at that. Taako all right. It was all his fault that she was in this predicament, clearly. Mostly.]

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