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Not Cosplay I Swear

The music attached to a MP3 player scavanged from W&P was blasting in Rein's house, some kind of silly J-Pop that she had immediately liked. Having hooked it up to her stereo she had also discovered in said location, she was zipping around the store, looking for her tape measure.

She hadn't done any tailor work in a while, so it was definitely something to look forward to. And snapping her fingers, a slender girl of four-eleven stood there, zipping to the back and soon coming out in a tribal-like top and skirt, something she liked to lounge around in when she could afford to wear her big-person clothing. That, and the extra arms reach was more than encouraged when doing work like this.

"Hope this is alright," said Rein to herself, fingering the soft cloth that she had hanging around. There was a huge bundle of various fabric all rolled together in the corner, and a large roll of black cloth stood there, awaiting use.

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"Oh of course, I can create a combat-worthy outfit in no time!" said Rein with a grin. A vampire huh? That was new. But Rein had no guile for creatures of the night and she flitted to the rolls before setting down her cloth.

"You'll want something breathable, but strong. I'm thinking this." And she pulled out a stretch of pink cloth that seemed to shimmer with some energy. "The cloth is easily dyed with what I have on stock. Will it suit your needs?"

Nanashi raised an eyebrow at the fabric and reached out to touch it. "What is this made of, if you don't mind me asking?" Magic may not have been the most common thing in her country, but she knew magic when she saw it.

So many fascinating new things she was discovering on this ship. "Also, do you happen to have anything fire resistant that would still be suitable for my needs?" She figured it was a shot in the dark. Sure, she had hired people in her country to research such a material, but they had not had much luck. Of course things were different here, and there was always a chance.

"Hmm, from what the label said, it's called Mageweave, and it seems to be plentiful in the place this store originates from." said Rein. "As for fire resistant, I can easily work a flame retardant spell into the fabric when sewing. I have to do it for most of Signum's clothing since she's got a flame-matter conversion ability like I have ice-conversion."

Nanashi smiled gracefully, honestly surprised that it was so easily possible "Well then, that sounds good! Unlike you friend Singum, I do not get along very well with fire, and it is rather terrifying when your clothes catch on fire, since I cannot put it out with my own hand without my hand set on fire."

Nanashi laughed lightly, as if it really was not that important. Of course, fire meant a lot of pain, if not death. Of course she was interested in becoming as fire-resistant as possible.

Speaking as if the matter was far more important she said, "If at all possible, could you dye it red? A dark red. Since I do intend on fighting when I am needed, it is best that blood does not show too well." At the very least, the fabric cannot remain pink. Pink is not powerful. Pink is not sexy. Pink is not in anyway what one thinks of when they think of a Fem Fatale.

Realising that the blood of some of the creatures might not be red- a lesson she took from what Beastboy mentioned about his blood. "Better yet, if the dye is not too expensive, make it black." She had to remember that she did not have money here. Nor did she have any particularly marketable skill. But then again, she had not seen the exchange of any currency on the ship. Which brought up the question, "How much will this cost?"

She had to stop her tongue at the end of the question to keep from adding, 'little one'. This was, for all intents and purposes, a professional setting and business transaction. While her speech was already more formal than most people's she used even more formal speech in these situations.

"I have plenty of black dye so I can definitely do that," said Rein with a grin. "There were just bottles of it when I went looking for material."

"Oh and don't worry about payment," added Rein. "We have no currency on the ship so I do this for free. It's a nice relaxing hobby for me, and seeing you wear the outfit would be more than enough payment. And spreading the word too."

Rein smiled as she pulled out her tape measure. "May I? I need to get your measurements to ensure a proper fit."

Nanashi nodded, unfastening her cloak and setting it on a nearby table. She stood with her arms out to either side. "Of course. It is important to ensure a proper fit. Thank you for doing this free of charge."

Nanashi was rather familiar with this process, all of her clothes being custom made. So there were a few good things among the hassles of ruling the country.

"Yeah, and it has to have enough give and be durable too, considering our lives on this ship." added Rein as she started measuring, arms, shoulders, waist, bust, all of it.

"Do you want some matching shoes to go with it as well?"

Nanashi wiggled her toes and thought for a minute.

Now, that was a hard question. She wasn't concerned about protection, since her skin was not exactly easy to break, and even when it did break, it healed instantly. She had always liked the way shoes looked, even if it kept her from feeling the ground beneath her, and made her footsteps audible, even if barely. It also prevented the tiny bones and muscles in her feet from being able to accurately adjust to harder terrain. But they looked so pretty on her feet.

"If you are able to do make a pair of boots that rise just above the ankle, I would be much obliged."

Rein pondered the thought for a moment. "Alright, I can do that. Should make some nice ankle-heights then. Hell or no heel? And flat or stiletto?"

Oh, Great Dragon! More choices! Again, Nanashi battled between practicality and appearance. Well, if she was being impractical she might as well go all the way. "Stiletto," she said with a sigh and a smile. "If I am going to eat my own tail, I may as well enjoy it."

Rein grinned. She loved a girl who knew what she wanted. "Stiletto it is. How many inches? Two? Three?"

"Three," she said with that resigned sigh. It was always inconvenient when stilettos broke, and they always broke, and the higher the heel the more of a pain it was.

"Alright, so that's one dress and one pair of heels. I'll make those! If you want you can stick around and see it being made, or you can explore for an hour or so." said Rein, flitting over to the cloth and rolling out a length of it.

Nanashi smiled and found herself a place to sit, explaining, "Even if that false sun does not burn, I have no interest in going back out there more often than necessary."

"Yeah I would imagine that's a rough problem for your people," said Rein sympathetically as she came over with the roll and rolled it out, measuring out lengths and cutting them. "Though I've never met an actual vampire before. Is it interesting where you come from?"

Nanashi leaned back. Interesting? "Well, there are a lot of assassination attempts, between the nobles who do not like me and the people of the kingdom we are at war with. There were angels and werewolves and humans, and once upon a time there were dragons, but the last one died when I was still young. I do not think that there is anything particularly interesting about us, but my world in general is nothing uncommon to me. "

"Aaaah I see," said Rein, feeding a length of cloth into the sewing machine as she stepped back and chanted a spell, the gylph of Belkan magic flaring to life in order to animate the machines.

"Back home, we don't have Vampires in our sector of space. The idea of them is mostly in the realm of stories and movies. But to meet one, and a Queen no less, I'm very honored to meet you."

Nanashi smiled. She was already starting to miss being respected as a person of power and hearing keigo being used. Still, a little bit of a nod towards her importance did wonders to boost her mood.
"Why, thank you. In my country, magic like that," she pointed to the machines, "was lost with the dragons. Few still practice those arts, even if I have always wanted to learn some of it."
Well, it didn't help that when the vampires that kept the magic alive in her country refused to teach her, she had them killed. She smiled, thinking how rash she had been back then. It was a lucky thing that the humans had lost magic generations before.

"I would imagine that someone like you has a very strong Linker Core," remarked Rein as she worked on trimming excess off the cloth that she was stitching together. The dye would take some time to reach the proper consistency and the magic cloth was looking good.

Holding out her hands, she chanted in Ancient Belkan, weaving fire-proofing into the cloth which soaked up her magic greedily.

Waiting for the chant to end, Nanashi asked, "Linker Core?" One eyebrow raised above the other inquisitively. She had never before heard of such a thing.

"Ah, a Linker Core is the source of one's magic, sort of like, um, I guess a soul or seal of power. It's where all the magic in your body originates from, and most if not all living humanoid peoples have one. Magical strength can be measured by measuring the power from such a core." explained Rein as she became satisfied with the consistency of the liquid and dunked the cloth into it.

Nanashi considered it for a minute, sitting as silent and as still as a statue. Indeed, with her marblesque skin, she might be mistaken for one.

"So, the more powerful this core is, the more powerful you magic is." Perhaps if this girl thought Nanashi's Linker Core was powerful, she should try and learn some magic from the girl. It could not hurt to try learning, but, "The magic from my world, according to records, was done without any incantations for the most part. It was done by will." And by records, she meant what she had seen being used by the group she killed and had written down.

"Willpower, yeah that's about what it's about for us." said Rein as she pulled the dyed material out of the sink and hung it up to drip dry.

"You see, in our world, magic is a series of formula run through Devices which focus and conduct the mages natural magic and then is formed into spells of varying output. We call the incantations at it's most primal form Chaos Words, and are designed to rhythmically channel the energies into a superstring of energy."

Nanashi tilted her head, "Fascinating." It honestly was fascinating.

"Magic was always raw power in my world, and the most recent version we had was a corrupted version of what we had been taught by dragons. It was probably best that it died out." Better that it died out then be a power that could threaten her position.

"Sounds messy," said Rein in all honesty as she set the cobbler together to fasten the boots together. "Must have been one long haul without magic helping."

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