http://pocketloli.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pocketloli.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-08-03 08:47 pm

Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String [Open]

Rein was hard at work mass producing a few costumes when her information post got a wealth of replies. So she had fired up the sewing machines and was hard at work itemizing things. An appointment here with Arika, a few more there, and that nervous sounding young man for after hours.

She was humming as she moved to make a suit of fantasy armor, one of that undoubtedly cut for females but she had been playing a LOT of Monster Hunter on the PSP.

[identity profile] farfrom-tree.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh, hello?" Devlin called out, looking around Rein's shoproom.

It looked fairly impressive: sewing machines, some costumes. But no people, which had him wondering if maybe Rein was out.

"I'm looking for someone named Rein Zwei? I wanted to see about getting some clothes."

[identity profile] farfrom-tree.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"That's me," Devlin answered. "Devlin Levin. And uh, I could really use something that's not...this." The plantsuit was just weird, even for him.
starbolts: (shy)

[personal profile] starbolts 2010-08-04 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
This was a much bigger city than Starfire had expected. Luckily, Rein's map had been a great help to her. Thus she found the door to Stormwind Clothiers without too much of a hassle.

Stepping through on quiet feet, she gazed at the dozens and dozens of items around her. It was wonderful, she thought.

"Officer Zwei? Have I come at a bad time?"
starbolts: (Magazine-worthy pose)

[personal profile] starbolts 2010-08-04 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Starfire bowed as well, a soft smile on her face. "Thank you for your generosity. I will wait eagerly to begin."

And she floated down to the seat, still watching the room with wide eyes.

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[identity profile] hack-rat.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
It was about 10 after 7. He really didn't want to risk running into other curious customers, so he took his time getting here.

Besides, it took him a while to get over the fact that there was a sky in this city, and Alice kept trying to explore further than Alex was comfortable with, now that he knew that there was a cat around here somewhere.

Well, this looked like the store at least. He summoned the curious rat back to him with a soft call of her name and he knocked on the door.

Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about other people walking in on him with this arrangement.

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Alex nodded and shuffled in, obediently taking a seat without saying a word. His jacket was open at least, even if his fists were shoved deep into his pockets.

Alice, on the other hand, was darting back and forth from one of his shoulders to the other, trying to sniff at everything in reach.

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[identity profile] galacticfairy.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hiiii," Sheryl chirped, gliding through the doorway. "Anybody home?"

[identity profile] galacticfairy.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sheryl," she said, glancing around. "You've worked hard on this place, right?"

[identity profile] drowpaladin.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Maydril had gotten a little lost, sightseeing as she explored the City. It was bigger than even Ebn Kharar in Anberas, and she had thought that that had been a pretty big city.

Eventually, she had found Stormwind Clothiers, though. She pushed her way through the door, eyes wide.

"Hello?"

[identity profile] drowpaladin.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maydril val Mandrian, my lady." She gave a sort of curtsey, which was not so easy to do when one was in armor. "Thank you again for agreeing to make clothes for me, I appreciate it greatly."

She paused for a moment, expression thoughtful. "I have the plantsuit on beneath this, but I expect I should doff my armor to make your job easier?"

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"Hello?" There was a polite knock on the door frame. A tall, serious looking man peered into the ship.

"I'm Fox Mulder, looking for, uh, Miss Zwei?"

[identity profile] wasadeadman.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah...um...Miss Zwei, I assume?" He appeared unphased, but the fact that she was floating was mildly disconcerting. He'd seen weirder, but this was strange in its casualness.

"Thanks for the welcome."

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[identity profile] celery-brooch.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Image

A blond Time Lord had appeared on the random, having glanced over the announcement on the omnicoms some time ago. At first he decided that he was content with the patchwork costume he’d so far assembled—beige frock coat, matching hat and celery from when he awoke, white button-up shirt and plimsolls from shore leave—but then the Doctor figured that, well, it was on the way, the worst that could happen was that she’d refuse to make him anything, and he did feel rather ridiculous walking around without any pants.

Ahem.

The Doctor poked his head in the door, peering from underneath his Panama hat as he made himself known to the seamstress hard at work. “Ah—hello, sorry to intrude. I’m the Doctor. Are you busy?”

[identity profile] celery-brooch.livejournal.com 2010-08-05 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor, in return, stepped inside and removed his hat, brandishing it in a formal bow. “A pleasure to meet you, thanks.”

He paused to straighten his coat and roll up his hat, suddenly aware of how odd he must look with only half a uniform.

“I seem to be rather worse for wear.” Hah-ha, Doctor, you are so clever. “What would I have to provide for you to manufacture a cricket jumper and trousers for me?”
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[personal profile] ms_pepperpotts 2010-08-04 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Pepper was very prompt, arriving just a few minutes before eleven. She had had no trouble navigating her way to Stormwind Clothiers, thanks to the map.

She opened the door, calling out as she entered. "Hello?"

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Konoka... came to this place by accident. But boy did she not regret it--those plantsuits felt funny, and traditional stuff felt more like her style.

She decided she was definitely stopping in. "Hello in there!" She called out.

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