Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String [Open]

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

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.

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[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"I can definitely do that," replied Rein as her measuring tape danced around as she noted his frame down. "Probably make you some of those neat hoodie shirts and jackets too. I'll have to make you some underwear too and shoes. Any preference to style? Boxers, briefs, boots, sneakers?"

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Underwear--stuff you don't think you're going to miss, until you wake up on a living spaceship, covered in snot, and wearing a weird plantsuit.

"Boxers," he answered. As for shoes... "I kinda prefer boots, but sneakers would probably be easier to run around in, and they're more comfortable for hoverboarding." Plus, with the mix in tech levels, he wasn't quite sure if they'd managed to make boots as sneaker-comfortable as they were in his time.

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Alright, I'll have to take your shoe size too," said Rein. "Go and sit and put your feet up. I'll go fetch a shoe size thingy."

She wrapped the tape around her neck and flitted off, floating over the desk and ducking down behind it, looking for the shoe thing. "There's muffins on the small table there. Help yourself."

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Mmm, muffins. After feeling a bit like an angstmuffin earlier, it was nice having some real ones. He hadn't realized he was this hungry. Losing your world and getting your brain broken did weird things to your appetite.

"Yum, blueberry," he said after eating one and reaching for a second. "Thanks!"

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"No problem!" giggled Rein as she came out with a shoe measuring device. "Prop your leg up please."

And she adjusted the device, kneeling down.

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Devlin lifted a leg, still munching away on his food.

"So, how long does this usually take? When should I check back, or whatever?"

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Give me an hour or so to make up everything, and with a buffer of twenty minutes to fit into everything," replied Rein. "I'd normally be faster, but I want to make a few extras for everyone now that I have the material for it."

She took his shoe size and nodded, jotting it down before she sat down across from him. Drawing up a design, she held it out for him to look at. "How's this?" she inquired, the design simple yet functional with baggy pants, black hooded shirt and gray shirt (http://www.safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=439242).

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's perfect!" Devlin cried. "Sweet, and for that, I can definitely wait!"

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Perfect! I'll get right on it."

Feeding the cloth in, she rose into the air and murmured a sequence of spells in a Germanesque language, magic spiraling out as the machines leaped to life. "There we go," she said as the machines began to work on her magic. "Shouldn't take more than half an hour with fitting time to boot."