My greatest strength... [Openish, Incomplete]

[nixe_eva]

WHO: Hitachiin Kaoru (poetryinfashion), Maximum Ride (nixe_eva), Zero (zer0_restraint), and Iggy (blind_bomber)
WHAT: Iggy needs not bloody clothes to make a good impression... and... well... he's blind. Cue the fashion fail.
WHERE: Eagle's Splendour
WHEN: Day 159, Morning

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[poetryinfashion]

Kaoru was just returning from out back with the construction to get a drink when he heard the ding of the front door. A customer! It sounded like a girl, but that was all he could tell from the back room.

Not to self: find some hired help. Crap I hope I'm presentable... He was in a plain shirt and pants, blending in with the natives for the most part these days, his hair long enough now to tie back in a short ponytail at the base of his neck.

As he walked, he brushed himself off and tried to make sure his bangs were parted right and everything. "Welcome to Eagle's Splendour, how may I-" He looked up then. "OH! MAX!" He brightened considerably. "How have you been?"

[nixe_eva]

If he didn't consider himself presentable - Max's standards were very low, as proven by her cami-and-jeans gig, the same style she'd been when they'd met back for the ball - Max was dressed in a trashbag. She moved her raggedly cut blonde and brown hair out of her face and looked up.

"Not bad." It seemed natural, after having spent time among the humans in Rivelata to reply, "You?" She scratched her neck, dropping the fine cloth from her calloused hands.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm actually here for a tall order." Bad pun, Max, very bad. "I need someone about my frame, six foot one. Slightly lankier, and a boy. The more relaxed the better." She made a gesture at her ensemble. "Maybe a little dressier than this, but not much."

Because there was no point in deceiving Lelouch into thinking Iggy was a suit-for-dinner kind of boy. Might as well start with the truth - jeans and a T-shirt were perfectly fine for them, generally past "grimy" and "grungy" but they still were clothes, and that's what mattered.

[poetryinfashion]

"Find a boyfriend to dress up, did you?" Kaoru asked playfully.

Folding his arms to think for a minute, he started to think out loud, "Would've been better if he was around to measure... but it sounds like you don't want something made, you just need a fresh set of clothes? Or a whole wardrobe?"

He took a look around - everything had been moved around since they started expanding. "Uhm..." The boy moved off to the right side of the store to start rifling through shirts and pants meant for the male body. "And are you looking for more native or non-native?"

He suddenly started laughing. "And does Tall-Dark-and-Handsome need wing-holes cut as well?"

[nixe_eva]

Max blinked. Twice. Three times. That was a new one. "Uh... No." She scratched her neck. "It's for my brother."

If only he knew how much trouble she'd had with brothers and boyfriends.

"Non-native." She said, raising an eyebrow at the ancient-looking style clothes. Max couldn't help it. She glared past Kaoru, who had just poured salt in the wound of missing Fang, the epitome of tall and dark (Max wouldn't admit he was handsome - at least the girls he interacted with thought so).

"And, yes. Wing-holes would be nice. But we can do that." She stuffed her hands in her pockets. "I didn't bring him along because he's a little busy." Memorizing her house and all that. With dulled senses, it'd take him a while.

Not to mention probably pining over Nunnally.

[poetryinfashion]

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I couldn't help it," Kaoru admitted. He grabbed three different sizes of jean-styled cloth pants and brought them over to where Max was standing. "Here, I'll hold these up to you and you tell me which length and waist-width is best."

Starting with the smallest, he held it up and realized it was only the barest bit bigger than Max herself. The next size up was an inch or two wider than Max and came up to midway between her navel and bust. The bigger size was not quite as wide as Max's shoulder-width, but came up to just under her bra-line. "So, you tell me... which do you think is the best fit?"

[nixe_eva]

She shrugged. "Mm." She mused. He brought over some pants, which she admitted, she'd wear if she had the need to buy pants. "Okay."

Max scratched her head after being shown all the pants. "The second." Iggy wasn't much wider than her, but he certainly beat her height by another half-foot. Rather annoying. She was still annoyed he was taller than her.

Stupid boys and their growth spurts. The fact that she was out-grown by both teens didn't help their case.

"How much is it?"

[poetryinfashion]

"Well hold on, we still need a few shirts for him, right?" Kaoru noted. He took the other two pairs of pants back to where they belonged and retrieved six more pairs of pants in the size Max requested: three blue, two brown, one black, one grey. He loaded all seven pairs into Max's arms before wandering back over to the area where plain shirts - mainly for men and styled like t-shirts - were stacked.

He thought for a minute about how big a shirt a boy with that pants size would need. He grabbed two and took them over to Max for evaluation. One was just a little bigger than her in breadth and height, while the other was a few inches bigger in every direction. "How about it?"

[nixe_eva]

A few? Max blinked. "I... was actually only coming for one outfit..."

She held the pants to her chest, not really bothered by either the weight of six pants or that he'd probably pile six shirts on the stack too. She watched Kaoru measure her for Iggy's shirts. "We're more tall than wide." She commented absently. "The bigger one." She decided. Iggy'd be more comfortable in a loose shirt than a tight one anyways.

"But how much would just one shirt and one pair of pants cost?" She persisted. He hadn't answered the question.

[poetryinfashion]

"Like I can let you walk out with only one outfit for your brother?" Kaoru laughed a bit before throwing the one shirt on the pile and going back for six more. He continued making conversation while he worked. "I admit I didn't even know you had a brother, let alone that he'd arrived here. I haven't been very good at keeping up with the journals lately... been a little busy." He jerked his thumb backwards in the direction of the back room, really more like the back yard.

The young man returned with an extra white, two blue, two green, two black, two brown, two grey, and two red shirts. He smiled when he noticed Max looking a little incredulously at him, worried about the cost. "It won't matter," he explained, "because you'll be getting a discount anyway." He smirked and drawled his words a little, "preferred customer, bulk purchase... maybe I'm just too used to the old economy."

Hands on his hips, he started looking around, more than a little irritated everything had been shuffled to the point he couldn't find anything anymore. "Now

[nixe_eva]

Max blinked. Why was he being so nice about this? She'd come fully expecting one outfit, and, seeing how things cost money now, paying a decent price for clothes. But she was so unused to buying clothes, let alone knowing they'd be at least mildly fashionable.

She shrugged, easily balancing the clothes. "He arrived yesterday." A new arrival. In any case, just as she had, he'd arrived in dirty clothes, the flock's usual attire. Max kept the stack in one arm, leaning them against her hips and tucked a short lock behind her ears.

Like she'd admit she had no idea about how to match these, and that Iggy or Zero would have just as much fashion sense as her. How did she manage this? Heck... How was Iggy going to manage to pick out matching clothes being, well, blind. Max supposed once he was able to tell colors again, it'd be easier. But, still. No. Fashion. Sense. That was Nudge's job