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It was a mutual decision that Rein and Ed would be passing customers back and forth between each other. Everyone liked clothing and people liked trinkets being made right? As thus being said, they had put up banners and a nice post with "Atelier Elric" <--- and "Stormwind Clothiers" ---> scribbled on it in fancy Crannagan script. Perfectly legible by anyone who knew at least English.

It was here both were getting ready for receiving customers and it was hoping that they would come and use their businesses wisely.

(ooc: easy enough. Put either Ed or Rein in the subject line so I know who you want, and they'll get something created for you, either it be trinkets/small items/etc or clothing. Both have cookies so drop on by. Repeat customers are certainly welcome.

PS: I am feeling much better this morning.)

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"All right," said Rein with a hint of disappointment. He was so modest though, it made her smile at least. "Still though, if there's anything you need please don't hesitate to ask for it. If I can make it, it can be done. It makes me happy to see people wearing the clothing I make."

Finished with her measuring, she fed a swathe of cloth into the machine and screens popped up as she inputted the design. Swinging the holographic screen around, she asked, "How does this look to you?"

It was a basic wizarding robe, black with a nice belt that ran along the middle to secure it in place. Flared sleeves that allowed for storage as she zoomed into the inside to show off the pouch. "Left or right handed for your wand?" she inquired.

"I will keep that in mind," he said, and meant it. She was a delightful young lady, and if she truly did take enjoyment from her work, then perhaps he could persuade himself to take advantage of it just a little more.

"My right hand is my wand hand," he said, leaning in to look at the screen. "That looks marvelous, actually!"

"Holster in the left then," said Rein, swapping sides. "Drawing from side to side instead of attaching a spring loader would keep the outfit from wear and tear. Although I'll keep the pocket in the left so you'll have extra storage space too."

She giggled. "I'm glad you like it. I'll bring out some cloth for you to feel. Gotta have it comfy right?"

Letting the man examine the outfit closely, she flitted back and soon came out with a pair of fabric rolls. "Here, give these a feel and let me know what you think."

"That should be more than enough, unless I should expect to pick up any more random devices in my time here." Traveling light was one advantage of wizardry. Having lost most of his meager possessions anyway, a fact which he quite regretted here on this ship where spellbooks and histories might have proven convenient, he felt no real desire to acquire more.

With the samples presented, he did just as the young lady asked, reaching out to appraise the two rolls in turn.

Rein nodded. "Small other things can be crafted by our forges or Ed. They like to work with a price system, just a favor or maybe some kind of aid in return. There isn't much we can barter with to be honest."

"I just take food, help when I can and hugs. Definitely hugs," giggled Rein as she let him check the two rolls of cloth. "Which one feels better?"

"I'm fair at conjurings and Transfiguration, so perhaps I can add my assistance there," Lupin said modestly. "And the left, I think, is slightly superior."

"That would be good. I don't have much experience in things like that so I could definitely use the experience," said Rein. "And left it is. I'll get the pattern set up. Have a seat and there's few drinks in the cooler."

"You certainly run quite a nice business," he said, pointing his wand at the cooler. One of the drinks flew out and into his other hand as he took a seat, after which the cooler lid snapped back shut.

"It has its perks," said Rein as she worked on getting everything set up as her magic circle appeared and the machines leaped to life. "I get to help everyone and get them to pass on the good deeds."

A combination of magic and technology. What a sight. Such a thing by all rights ought to utterly fail to coexist... but what rules applied here?

"I have no doubt you make this sheep a cheerier place," he said warmly and quite truthfully.

Rein giggled at that as the black material automatically adjusted itself. "I do what I can," she admitted. "A lot of people are always down in the dumps when they want to be, and the overall mood of the ship can be, well, moody. So I do what I can to make it more comfy for everyone involved."

"That is quite easy enough to understand. These circumstances are terribly painful... to have everything you care about ripped away." He sighed, taking a sip of his drink.

"But then, it is good that people make an effort to improving things as well."

Rein nodded as she adjusted the material again, pulling the seams tight. "I agree. And if making clothing and helping people is easier, then I have to say it's well worth the effort."

"How did you come across this post?" he inquired as he watched. "Experience, natural talent? Simply a desire to do it?"

"I got bored one day and found the building connected to the warehouse. So I decided, 'why not make something' and after finding some Midchildan sewing machines and cloth I went ahead with the idea." answered Rein as she adjusted the sleeve pockets.

She'd just found them and started making them? Impressive. "You must have a great deal of natural talent in the field to produce goods of such quality, then. Perhaps you've found a calling."

"Hehehe, well it's not that I haven't had practice before," admitted Rein. "Hayate, my meister, loves to sew and make clothing. I just have a lot of fashion sense because of her."

"Your work is as good as any I've seen. You should certainly take pride in it." More privately he considered that Madame Malkin's would be a much more pleasant place for fittings if it offered beverages.

"Awww~" giggled Rein as she rubbed her head. "Thanks by the way. I just really like making clothing."

She grinned a little as she worked at finishing the hem of the robe.

He finished his drink, then leaned forward, elbows on his knees, to peer at the process as she finished it. He was curious, and at the same time somewhat alarmed by the way Muggle devices seemed to mesh with magic so readily, here on the ship. It required a certain change in one's thinking that he was unsure he was capable of making.

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