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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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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]

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.

Not necessarily preferred, but I cannot be awake during the day. The longer the sun is down, the more time I have to be up. It is most inconvenient during the summer.

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?

Yes, exactly. Summer is wonderful for the daylight folk, not as much for the supernatural set. Though if one prefers to not encounter vampires and werewolves, summer is for them.

It does, darling. I did turn to my darling friend who has been here longer for advice. I was attempting to follow what would be a normal day-night schedule as set by the ship's clock, but it was difficult. I think having been on a planet with periods of day light will help.

[Problem vampires literally becoming dead to the world when the sun was up: if there was no sun to start the cycle, the body wasn't quite sure what it was doing]

[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.

That is what I am hoping for. It would do little to consider otherwise.

So, starling, can you tell me who you are buying for?

[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.]

Never celebrated? They do not have this tradition where I am from?

[He chuckles at her comment about what to get him]

My darling, I'm really not so difficult. Handkerchiefs, fans, assorted fashion accessories.

[So helpful... but also not. Such is the way of Lord Akeldama]

[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.]

I do love those. I am very much on top of the fashion scene. Some people may think me old fashioned, but when you find the perfect style, why be so willing to change it?

Also we have really not known each other so long so I would appreciate the thought of it.

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.]

[Look who gave the newbie an idea what to buy for their captain. She did~]

Yes, like a decorative tin or some nice paper would be fabulous for a gift of sweets. I know he does not desire the position, but since he is the captain, the tin would be more suitable.

Hmm... for a lord... tea if he enjoys it or other treat would not be inappropriate.

Oh, and the chef is easy. Something bright and colorful that could possibly be used in the kitchen.

He does desire the position. [That thought helps ease her scowl about Taako.] He is a god, after all.

[She listens to the other suggestions. Food... was really not up her alley. She wouldn't even know how to choose tea. She still feels less certain now, about Tyrion. Even if there's a lingering thought about him that she has though she's not certain how to express it. Browsing it was.

--Ah. Back to Taako.

... Again with objects that she wasn't familiar with.]

He wanted me to knit oven gloves for him, but I do not have that skill. [Well, for Lup, but it was the only thing she could think of when it came to the kitchen.]

What else would be... suitable? [She realizes, that she's asking someone who probably does not spend much time in a kitchen for other reasons.]

He does? Perhaps I misunderstood before. No matter. It isn't really that important.

[She could always ask him for advice on tea. He could also try to find out from the lord in question what he liked in casual conversation. He knew how to set up situations to get information. He's been doing it for a long time.

And she is definitely asking about things of which he is not so familiar. As a lord himself who also is a vampire - thus not requiring mortal food - he rarely had the need to go into his own kitchen. He did from time to time because of needing to speak to the cook]

Hmm... I suspect you would be able to purchase those. There are also some colorful dish towels I have seen around. He might like one of those.

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