Not Cosplay I Swear

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

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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[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Tsukasa actually found the store, as shocking as it might be. Throwing his leg over the front of the bike, he dismounted his Machine Decader and entered.

"Hello? Anyone home?"

[char-char-char.livejournal.com]

Char enters the store and, not being the politest person in the world, immediately does a double-take.

Is...is she a fairy? he wonders.

He composes himself and decides not to ask about a person with slightly strange appearance in this interdimensional space whale repurposed prison ship full of possibly-dead people, though. Instead, he states what he came here for.

"Excuse me, miss, but is this where we get clothes? This outfit is a thoughtful gift from our host, but it's not exactly my style," he explains.

[sanguineroyal.livejournal.com]

Nananshi entered the store with purpose, as she did with everything. "Hello?" The relative darkness of the store was nice compared to the sun outside. She was still amazed that the sun was so bright, and even more amazed that she could walk in it, even though she had been informed that it was fake.

She pulled down the hood of her black cape with her family crest embroidered onto the back, but she kept on her new-found sunglasses. Even though it was darker, it was still bright.

[robots-omgh8u.livejournal.com]

Finally free from the brig John decided to try to get some things he needed. Like that little stay was going to stop him from his mission. So he had decided to poke his head into the shop after hearing about it on the omnicomm. He would have put in his order over the network, but we was trying to avoid using it again until he could get his security back up on it. Being traced once was one time too many for him. Approaching the counter he put both of his hands on it, and leaned forward. "Is this the tailor's? I need some clothes made."