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The Carousel Boutique [Open]

Rarity stood in the simulation of The Carousel Boutique, recalling the colours and atmosphere of the place. A hologram of Opalescence was sitting on the table, swishing its tail and looking at Rarity.

"Do you think this gem would do, Opalescence?" She levitated a red gem and the cat blinked. "Or this one?" Rarity asked, levitating a blue one. The feline mewed and stretched.

The unicorn smiled and continued to play-work with the pony outfit she was currently pre-occupied with.

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"I have seen suits as formal wear for human males... Even without the jacket, you would still have the long sleeves that may not be simple enough. Hmm..." Rarity poked around with her sketch pad, the pants could be worn for any occasion but the shirts were proving to be tricky.

He leaned over to look at her sketch pad curiously. "What about layers? Undershirt, semiformal button-down shirt, jacket. For casual use just the undershirt is fine. With the button-down and the jacket, it's stylish and classy enough that I could safely make an appearance at the prom in even your company!"

Though after knowing Rarity for all of five minutes, he somehow suspected the trickiest person to get dressed up would be Applejack...

Rarity's horn glowed brightly as the pencil drew the sketches at top speed. "This is a brilliant idea! I suppose you want to stick to black and white as well?"

"If I was choosing, yes, but I leave that to you. I wear black because it's simple and easy and I look good in it, but anyone who tells me I really ought to wear more colors is right." He lowered his voice conspiratorially. "No matter how much I protest."

He watches the pencil move by what was undoubtedly magic, intrigued. Of course, a unicorn having magic made sense, but it was still interesting to watch.

"I guess I can make it navy blue. It's almost as dark as black but not totally black." Rarity muttered as she levitated a colour pencil to give the sketch life.

"Well, I do look good in that," he said, not at all modestly. "The only thing that really matters to me, honestly, is that it not impede my movements too much."

"Then we have to take some measurements." Rarity levitated the measuring tape and it looped around various parts of his body. Quickly, she noted down the length of his limbs and width of his torso on the sketch pad.

"Two layers of clothes... need a bit of room for moving..." She muttered to herself and she added extra length on the measurements taken.

"You probably need to stop by the clothiers in person for some adjustments before I make the final product."

"I was down there once, actually. I wanted to make sure someone on the ship was able to repair my coat, if necessary."

He thumped the fabric where it hung over his chest. It sounded odd, and moved even more strangely, like liquid metal instead of fabric.

Rarity looked at the patched up fabric oddly, examining it closely. "What is that made of? It is nothing that I've ever seen."

She then looked at him worriedly. "I hope that doesn't deter you from coming down to do a fitting."

"I'd be lying if I said I knew exactly." Morgan prodded the material, letting it wave heavily once more. It certainly didn't seem to be a lightweight garment. "It was made through science so advanced it's basically magic. Some metal alloy that's as durable as armor but as flexible as cloth. It even has a pocket dimension inside it. I paid through the nose for it, but it was worth it."

He shrugged the coat off, both to give her implicit permission to examine it and to make the upper-body measurements easier to take. "Of course I'll come! I have to look my best for the company I'll be in, after all."

Rarity poked and prodded the material, fascinated by its properties. "This is a really unusual material. Is it found naturally in your world?"

It was quite heavy -- it was a form of metal, after all. But it moved absolutely fluidly.

Morgan shook his head. "The Scientist --" the capital S was very clear -- "who created it was unbelievably skilled in manipulating matter. This might be the only material like it in existence."

"Interesting. What is the name of this material?" Rarity poked it cautiously as the material moved slightly.

"I.... don't know!" Morgan was honestly surprised he'd never thought to ask. Of course, in hindsight it seemed an obvious question, but somehow it had never come to mind all these years.

Rarity raised an eyebrow. "Oh. That's quite alright. I'm sure there will be other opportunities to explore it further."

With that, she left the coat alone and finalized his measurements as well as the design of the suit. "I think that would be all. I will contact you again for a fitting at the clothiers. Is there anything else you need help with?"

"You're welcome to look at it any time you want, really! I may not have done anything to actually make it, but it's still mine, so I'm proud of it." He winked as he shrugged it back on.

"Well, considering I came in here entirely by accident, and I'm leaving with not only a new suit on the way but the promise of charming friends as companionship at the prom, I almost feel like needing anything else would be pushing my luck unreasonably far!"

Rarity continued to smile and chuckle a bit to herself. "Alright. It has been a great pleasure meeting you, Morgan." She gave him a polite bow.

He returned the bow with a smile. "It's been wonderful meeting you, too." And he meant that, every bit of it.

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