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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.
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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"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."
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"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.
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Holding out her hands, she chanted in Ancient Belkan, weaving fire-proofing into the cloth which soaked up her magic greedily.
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"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.
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"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."
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"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.
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"It was." Nanashi stood and walked over to the cloak she had taken off earlier. "A few basic magics were left over, like a flame that lasted forever without burning our skin. There is a brazier in the centre of my castle that holds this, we call it Dragon Flame."
Picking up the cloak she let it flow out. "And this. Supposedly, this was made by a dragon. Watch." She ripped the hood right off and threw it on the table. "Now don't watch." She turned her back to it and faced Rein with a smile.
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"Even it it is torn into pieces, as soon as none of the pieces are being watched, it reforms around the crest. This has been in my family since...well, I do not believe the years can be counted. It is my country's equivalent to most nation's crowns."
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she finished with the shoes and polished the top. "Try these on."
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Putting the cape back on the desk she sat down and pulled the shoes on with a smile. They looked absolutely fantastic, "They are prefect."
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"Hmm.. how interesting! I'll have to see if I can't copy this magic into my own databanks to replicate it for clothing!"
She grinned. "Nice! I'm glad your shoes fit!"
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Even though she interrupted the process, Nanashi's voice was soft and understanding, and not in the least bit insulted, even if in reality she was rather irritated. She could not afford to snap at the girl until she had gotten her clothes as well.
"And thank you for the shoes."
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She pulled the finished material and gave it an experimental tug. "Looks about right. Try the stockings please."
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She dutifully pulled the stockings on, to find that they, like the shoes, fit perfectly. "These are perfect too."
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"Good good! I'm glad I got all of the measurements correctly. Your dress is nearly complete... although um..." She blushed. "Do you require panties and a bra? I have a lot of silk left over."
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Nanashi was anything but bashful about the topic.
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She started work on the panties and bra, checking the straps and making sure the cup size was perfect. "You've got such a nice figure," said Rein a little enviously. "I can only access that kind of figure in Sexy Mode."
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OH MY GOD TINY