Jewel didn't strictly have the money for this kind of endeavour.
Well, he could argue that he never had a fund dedicated to clothes shopping, and shouldn't worry regardless. It had been a hellish few days. Why shouldn't he take some time for himself and do some browsing, even if it would end up draining him of the last of his coin? No one was around to judge him. So, accompanied by his standard iced coffee, he had decided to wander around the first boutique that caught his attention.
For one so vain, it felt uncomfortable to consider wearing anything showy. At least for the moment. The City had accepted him thus far, and no ghouls from the past had appeared to trouble him. However, even with that encouragement, he'd refrained from using his makeup or donning bright colours. It might trigger something. What, he wasn't sure; perhaps he was being irrational, and if someone knew him, they would know him instantly.
It wasn't worth the risk. He was plain Jewel, broke Jewel, living-in-the-kennel Jewel. That suited him fine.
He could still look, and appreciate. The local tailors weren't the most inventive he'd come across on his travels, but there were new designs and fabrics to appreciate, and he could always take inspiration and make his own if need be. A rack of shirts had piqued his curiosity, and he was thumbing through them when he came across a piece he liked the look of. Casual as could be, he reached for it.
"I'm telling you, Chime, a new accessory would be just the thing. Have you seen his wardrobe? Ugh. I didn't know someone could even own so many of the same shirt. It should be a crime against humanity to be that bland..."
Ahhh, a clothier's. How revitalizing it was to find one! As soon as he stepped in, he could feel his soul blooming like a desert drinking in the rain. He hummed as he browsed, his fingers ghosting over the fabrics, an irrepressible smile playing over his face. As he fingered the silks, he kept up a running commentary to the little spirit rising from the charm he wore on a cord around his neck.
"And the way he keeps buying things that don't even fit! I know we're supposed to be trying to put on weight, again, but he---"
"Sir? I'm sorry, but there are no pets allowed in here," said a woman's voice.
He blinked, turning, and Chime dissipated in the same instant. Flashing her his most winsome smile, he said, "Oh, you must be mistaken. I'm talking to myself! Or, well, to my dear old grandfather here, you see." He held up Chime's charm. "He passed on five years back, but I keep a pinch of his ashes in here, and I'd like to think he's watching over me. It's just comforting to talk to him, you know? Sometimes I feel like I can still hear his voice calling my name..." He trailed off, looking up and sighing as if in fond memory.
The woman smiled, though it was pinched at the corners, and there was a faint crease forming between her brows. "My mistake," she said. He waited until she had walked away before sighing, flicking the charm with a finger. It made a little musical 'ping' as his fingernail struck. "People here are so stuffy," he said. "The whole city is overrun with monsters. What's wrong with bringing in a little slip of a thing like you anyway?"
He drifted over to the shirts, but his good mood was gone. The first display was all more of the same bland fare he had at home, and though he supposed he could buy something that fit better, there was hardly any point if it was still going to be so boring. He browsed halfheartedly through the lot, then moved on.
No... No... Hmm... No, nevermind. "The colors that looked good on me before don't work now either," he murmured. "Pity. I did so like blue. I wonder if..." He trailed off as something caught his eye--- a silk shirt in the most delightful shimmering fabric. "Oh, where have you been all my life?" he said, reaching for it with a grin.
Jewel was lost in his own little reverie, and didn't even hear the other man approaching. He was mentally sizing up the shirt he was going for - was it the right size, shape, color? - and was taken rather by surprise when another hand touched it. A moment of confusion ensued. His own hand? No, no. Then... he looked to the side, and saw someone else with obviously impeccable tastes.
Though... their appearance didn't strictly match their choice of garment. Far more unassuming than Jewel, if he said so himself; the fae was quick to utilise his shameless up-and-down stare to get a measure of this person. Cute, in a humble way, but not flamboyant. It was endearing. He found a smile spreading across his face, despite his uncertainty.
"You've got good taste," He said. There was no shame for him in blowing his own trumpet, nor flirting with strangers. "I didn't see you there."
Be that as it may, he was not going to let go of his prize. Like a jealous little dragon defending its hoard of gems, he kept his fingers brushing against the fabric. Even if he wasn't going to buy it in the end, he got there first. Pettiness came as easily to him as breathing.
So caught up was he in the euphoria of discovering a dazzling gem hidden away on the rack that for a moment, he lived in a world where other shoppers didn't exist.
Unfortunately, he wasn't quite magical enough to make that kind of thing a reality just yet.
He turned his head, caught the eye of a man who was, if anything, even shorter than himself--- an accomplishment, given his current height, and the general distribution of races in this city--- with pink hair. He wondered if it was dyed, or...? Seeing that the stranger was giving him a quick once-over, he decided to return the favor, but all he managed to conclude was that, sadly, the man was more attractive than himself.
Well, it wasn't like that was a rare thing. He knew that. But it still made him sulky to admit it, just like it made him sulky to admit, even to himself, that the shirt would look better on the stranger.
Fair was fair, and he wasn't in the mood to try it on anymore anyway. But he still held onto the shirt for just a moment, staring the other man down, before letting go all at once with a smile.
"You know, on second thought, I can't afford this anyway," he said, pointedly ignoring the man's barb about having not noticed him. San did say they wanted to lay low, and he was pretty sure that lady was looking for any excuse to throw him out; if he started a fight, that would be it for him. "Say, I don't think I've seen you before. I'm," and he had been working on this, on his delivery, so there was only the barest perceptible pause before he said, "Linyü." Pronounced exactly like San would say it, or at least as closely as Ichaival could coach him into, since San couldn't be present for his attempts. Why had he picked such a difficult name to say anyway?
Jewel found it amusing, how he had to stand his ground against someone who appeared quite plain. Appearances could be deceiving, certainly, but it was almost laughable. The stranger would look sweet, but would not be able to pull it off as well as he could. That was the truth of the matter. He'd defend his prize no matter what.
Thankfully, it didn't need much defending, and was relinquished to him with less drama than he'd anticipated.
"That's a shame," He simpered, and reached for the price tag. "I'm sorry about tha-- oh, damn. Guess I'm not getting it either."
Damn those boutiques for their extortionate pricing. The fae was visibly pouting when he at last accepted that it wasn't meant to be and folded his arms across his chest. Boo. His loose change wouldn't have put a dent in the figure, so he was going to allow himself a few moments of grumpiness.
"Likewise. You new here?" It was rich of him to ask that question, having only been in the city for a matter of months. Still, he'd seen certain faces more than once, and this... Linyü... didn't rank among them. "I'm Jewel."
His sullenness wasn't helping him with living up to his namesake. He couldn't hold onto his disappointment for long, though. Within a few minutes, he'd undoubtedly have forgotten and moved on.
Linyü laughed as Jewel read the price tag, but there was no--- oh, very well, there was very little malice in it. But really, he was already over the shirt. The prospect of a new acquaintance was much more interesting. "Oh, I'm new in town alright. Fresh off the boat, you could say." He arched a brow at Jewel's introduction. "Is that your real name, or just something fun for strangers to call you?" he said, even though he was the last person who ought to be calling someone else out for using a false name.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could spot the shopkeeper giving him the stink-eye. Which was, of course, grossly unfair, but whatever; he had seen more or less everything there was to see here anyway. "Say," he said, "how do you feel about catching a cup of coffee? Since we're both too broke to afford anything here." That last bit was more of an assumption on his part, but that shirt had been pretty standard fare as far as prices went for this shop.
Jewel laughed. Yes, it was something fun for strangers to call him! He'd hidden under that name for so long that he barely remembered the one he was born with. He didn't think he could ever go back - Jewel was his identity, for better or worse. There was no returning to whatever, or whoever, he had been before.
"Suits me, doesn't it?" Ever the charmer, and not one to resist an opportunity for a casual flirt, he smirked. "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, and all, but... call a spade a spade. It's pretty, I'm pretty. Everyone's happy. Let's get that coffee."
The bad mood regarding the shirt had melted away. It needled at him slightly, to hear an outside party tell him that he was broke, but what could be done? It was damn well true. Lying about it wouldn't do any good. His budget could stretch to a drink, so he was happy to move away alongside his acquaintence, offering the shopkeeper a synthetic smile as they went.
"So, Linyü, where are you from?" Jewel didn't hang around. Tact wasn't his strong suit, and he wasn't ashamed to be nosey, letting himself observe the man's behaviour while they walked. "What brings you to this fair ol' place, hmm?"
Riku: From what I loosely understand about the fish is that it isn't one-use, whereas the berry is. I feel like there wouldn't be any consequence of 'using' the fish...which I'd think just ooc wouldn't be counted for whatever rolls or whatever it is that it uses
Jun 3, 2020 14:14:30 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Thanks for that piece of info Ren! <3 | But would it be allowed for the flavor of the rp if the berry wasn't filling enough for the Lotine?
Jun 1, 2020 6:09:21 GMT -6
Renathan: There is no need to double up on a fish and a magical berry (doesn't change the effect of the berry at all) in a lotine breeding.
Jun 1, 2020 6:02:21 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Does anyone know if it is possible to combine both a magical berry and a fish in a Lotine breeding? Or is you can only choose one of them? (right now writing a Lotine breeding)
Jun 1, 2020 5:36:49 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I am still interested in trading it for a green drake.
Jun 1, 2020 0:31:33 GMT -6
Ridelys: If you are still interested in a trade twilight, for your fidelity result, let me know.
May 31, 2020 22:49:49 GMT -6
Riku: I got three pet levels and 15c out of it. <3 And all the necessary posts for my job salary form.
May 31, 2020 18:49:26 GMT -6
Riku: In mine my crossbreed used foxfire to burn it - but then it used incendiary illusion, which was extra scary because my cross is a plant pet with thick fur. It used the distraction to escape. I’m proud of it, and it’s okay that I won’t finish this month.
May 31, 2020 18:48:42 GMT -6
Renathan: *But of course, the RNG was not having that. / In Morgan's story, the Nyssa was a real thing, so I wanted to have two different situations for the variety.
May 31, 2020 18:15:27 GMT -6
Renathan: Yeah, the 'finished the story but the RNGods are being a butt' thing is a rather unfortunate situation to be in. I had already decided that in Ren's story, the elderly woman had lied about the nyssa and just wanted someone to talk to*
May 31, 2020 18:14:49 GMT -6
Riku: That makes sense. I've considered that before. -nod- I hope your non-hxr life is going smoothly.
May 31, 2020 16:38:08 GMT -6
Haix: Just quitting the job. Don't believe I'll be making the ten posts required per month any time soon. XD
May 31, 2020 16:34:01 GMT -6
Riku: Note to haix, I believe you can post the new application form at the same time as the quitting form. Unless you are simply taking an overall break from the job system.
May 31, 2020 16:30:58 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: even AT the gardens yet. XD It sucks when you've finished writing your story and haven't gotten a success, because then its like "well... now what?" XD
May 31, 2020 15:51:47 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: ive found that when there's a quest that might take longer like this, its a good idea to try and space out the story beats to try and roll a success before i get to the meat of the story. XD Like, by the time i was 5 posts in my character wasn't
May 31, 2020 15:51:21 GMT -6