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Characters: Bastet felinemystique and Lockon imthefavorite
Date/Time: Thursday, December 23, mid-afternoon
Location: The clothing shop in the Bazaar
Rating: PG-13 at the most
Summary: What Not to Wear, Edensphere Edition: Lockon vs. Yoruichi
It had been a fairly uneventful day at the shop. Business had been steady as people replaced clothing lost or ruined during the zombie invasion, but traffic was starting to taper off. Yesterday, the Sphere had partially transformed again; oddly old-fashioned clothes, as well as strangely-made machinery and objects. Her clocks and tables and dressers all seemed to have sprouted gears and burnished metal parts. At least everything still worked, though.
Today’s outfit wasn’t too offensive; while she didn’t appreciate having to wear a skirt in this weather, at least the shop was warm and dry.
She sighed, tucking her feet beneath her on her chair. Maybe she’d close early and pick up some food. It was perfect weather to curl up on the couch...but no. There were plenty of people who could only make it in after work, so she’d stay until the regular closing time.
With another sigh, she pulled a book out of a drawer in her desk; The Art of War, by Sun Tzu. Hardly light reading for most, but she seemed to know the material pretty well, so it’d be easy enough to put down when someone came in.
It got dark so early now. She’d be glad when spring rolled around once again.
[layout of the shop is here for reference.]
Date/Time: Thursday, December 23, mid-afternoon
Location: The clothing shop in the Bazaar
Rating: PG-13 at the most
Summary: What Not to Wear, Edensphere Edition: Lockon vs. Yoruichi
It had been a fairly uneventful day at the shop. Business had been steady as people replaced clothing lost or ruined during the zombie invasion, but traffic was starting to taper off. Yesterday, the Sphere had partially transformed again; oddly old-fashioned clothes, as well as strangely-made machinery and objects. Her clocks and tables and dressers all seemed to have sprouted gears and burnished metal parts. At least everything still worked, though.
Today’s outfit wasn’t too offensive; while she didn’t appreciate having to wear a skirt in this weather, at least the shop was warm and dry.
She sighed, tucking her feet beneath her on her chair. Maybe she’d close early and pick up some food. It was perfect weather to curl up on the couch...but no. There were plenty of people who could only make it in after work, so she’d stay until the regular closing time.
With another sigh, she pulled a book out of a drawer in her desk; The Art of War, by Sun Tzu. Hardly light reading for most, but she seemed to know the material pretty well, so it’d be easy enough to put down when someone came in.
It got dark so early now. She’d be glad when spring rolled around once again.
[layout of the shop is here for reference.]