[ open / closed ] ✄ All I do is cry and complain cause seconds aren't the same

[realimperfect]

WHO: Re-L Mayer & Various Characters
WHERE: All over Bajikan
WHEN: Throughout the month of March
WHAT: Catchall Log for Bajikan Debauchery™ 
WARNINGS: Drinking, swearing, give-a-damn’s being busted, more to be added possibly/probably


Closed threads will be marked as such for ease, otherwise, completely open! 

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[realimperfect]

[ Poor Yuuri might be in for a longer trip than intended, really. She's not the most efficient at managing her time when it came to these shopping trips, and had, previously, had Iggy along to make sure that she stayed within her time frames for each section she intended to buy in. Having an autoreiv around jut made everything that touch easier - and now...

She was slowly but surely learning on her own. It just took time and her own bit of patience.

Catching him off guard seems to amuse her, for a moment, the corner of her lip tipping up in a slight smirk. ]

Fair enough - it isn't as though you go shopping for women's clothing often, anyways... [ At least, not as far as she knew. After a moment's more deliberation, she decides, ultimately, to press onwards with her questioning. ] I'm.. curious as to whether this may show a little too much, if you know what I mean..

[ For a girl who wears high collars and long sleeves all the time, this may be an anticipated question. ] After all, I may be on a new planet and a new ship but I don't want to look like I belong too much in the less reputable corners of this place..

[yokunaru]

Um. [His eyes go impossibly wide, as if sensing that the wrong answer could land him in hot water. With a weak smile, he looks at Re-L, then at the shirt, then back to Re-L.]

I can't tell like this. Are you allowed to try the clothes on in here?

[Though he's still a bit lost when it comes to giving his opinion on fashion like this, he can make up for it by taking this outing seriously for Re-L's sake and answer as honestly as possible.]

[realimperfect]

Hm.. good question. [ She takes a moment to pop on to her toes, looking a bit like a prairie dog as she cranes over the racks and other people and racks to see if there's anything like a changing room that she could see. Luckily for her she spots one out - or at least what she assumes is one, considering she's spotted some kind of alien walking in with a piece of clothing in hand. ]

Oh - there's one that way. Or at least I'm hoping ... it'll be unfortunate if not, considering the amount of aliens around there...

[ One last look at the top and she decides hell, why not? Tipping her head as if to tell Yuuri to follow her she picks her way through the racks, careful not to run in to any other shopper - mainly because she doesn't want to deal with any weird alien offenses or anything...

Thankfully, there are places for people to sit nearest the changing rooms, and there's a deft movement of Re-L's hand to point it out. ]

There's a bench if you want to sit.

[yokunaru]

[What are the chances that they're going to get in trouble in this district just from shopping? Yuuri hopes it isn't very high even as he hops to his feet and follows her.]

I'll be here.

[Yuuri tells her, waving her toward the room. It's the strangest thing, though. After traipsing from store to store with her, Yuuri's starting to feel the urge to shop himself. It wouldn't hurt if he bought something as well, right? Against his better judgment, Yuuri gets up and flicks through a few long-sleeved shirts on display just beside the dressing room.]

[realimperfect]

[ The chances may be pretty high - after all, they don't know a damn thing about alien customs or what every day things could, possibly, put someone up in arms. It wasn't very likely, considering every being around here seemed to like the same kind of humanoid debauchery that they did in buying over priced clothing, drinking and eating, but anything and everything was possible here she had the feeling.

A nod is given at his confirmation and she wanders in to the dressing room, carefully placing her own top to the side before pulling the new one on. She takes a moment to admire herself in the mirror, adjusting the dog tags she'd been given and Vincent's necklace, before she pokes her head out of the fitting room.

At least he isn't too far off, so she clears her throat, and then spreads her arms as if to say 'well?' ]

Thoughts? I think the sleeves make it a little less... revealed.

[yokunaru]

[Her voice draws his attention back away from the clothes, though he doesn't exactly step away from the rack he'd been flipping through almost idly. Yuuri tilts his head, looking her up and down as he considers the new top.]

I think it looks nice. [He smiles at her, though part of him is a little amused that she'd thought this particular cut to be revealing. Or maybe he's just used to seeing the much more revealing--but still tasteful!--outfits that the competitors in the ladies' division would wear.] It's different from what I usually see you wearing, but "different" isn't always a bad thing.

[realimperfect]

[ Long fingers pick subconsciously at the fabric, turning to the nearest mirror to give herself another few moments of consideration. Of course she likes it, but really, she'd spent most of her 19 years of life covered up like she typically was before all of this shopping mess. There's massive fits of pique either way she dresses, of course, but being able to show off a little more probably wouldn't go astray.

Probably. She fidgets to tuck Vincent's necklace in to the top, the charm hidden away again as she typically did. It's a habit by this point, hiding the necklace away because it came from Mosk - ]

I think I'm going to get it. Maybe I'll wear it out with Sombra tonight. [ She nods to her reflection in confirmation before turning her eyes back to Yuuri, indicating the rack he's going through - ]

I think that color would suit you. Try one on.