5th Song [Audio]

[onlylipstouch]

[Crackle goes the comm, red light bleeping on to signal the a-okay for Giselle to talk. Even still, there's a little pause before hand as she shuffles around.]

I have a question for everyone here on the Elegante! Does anyone have any clothing they might need repaired? I do love to sew but.. I'm afraid I've gone through everything I have already, and

Comments

[tanvirus]

Hey, sweetheart, I've got something you can fix for me if you're up for it.

[onlylipstouch]

Tanvir~ Of course I am, what do you need fixed?

[tanvirus]

Nothing major, just a couple loose buttons. If you'll tell me where to meet you, I'll come by.

[onlylipstouch]

I'm still in my room; 1254 on Deck 12. I'll leave the door open for you~

[tanvirus]

[Tan doesn't even bother to reply--how rude!--figuring he'll see her in a few minutes.

He raps on the door--okay, at least that's polite--before sticking his head in. He's got a shirt in his hands.]

Hiya, sweetheart. Got time to put a button back on a shirt?

[onlylipstouch]

[She's in the middle of pulling a shirt down from around her waist, actually, the rest of her is dressed though. Lucky you. Her previous dress is draped over the end of the bed, damp from spilled water.]

Of course~! What color button? I have tons of them; unless you have the button that fell off?

[tanvirus]

[...Note to self: wait longer after knocking next time]

White's fine? It popped off and I couldn't find it, but if you've got plenty, we're good.

[He'll just...stand over here. Out of the way.]

[onlylipstouch]

[There is yet to be a person in the world who has seen more skin than is appropriate. Tanvir probably won't be the first to do so.]

I do. A lot of white and black, actually... [She sifts through the little box of buttons, fishing out a dozen or so white ones.]

[And then notice that he's just sort of standing there.]

You can sit on the bed if you like; It will only take a few moments to sew it back on. [Hand out; she's waiting for the shirt.]

[tanvirus]

[Sorry, Giselle, he's just not interested in seeing your skin]

They're common colors--oh!

[Right! The shirt! Kind of hard to fix a button if she doesn't have the shirt. He hands it over, and then takes a seat on the bed.]

Thanks. I'm helpless with this kind of thing. [Oh god, is he ever.]

[onlylipstouch]

[Oh no, don't be sorry. She'd probably be offended if you did.]

Don't worry about it; I've always loved sewing; fixing things, creating outfits.. [She motions to a rather impressive pile of neatly folded clothing.] I've just finished up with those ones, and those over there. [Another, smaller pile.]

Plus I really don't mind lending a hand. Like yourself, a lot of people seem to be.. disinclined with the task. [Grin.]