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[magicfashionist]

[This will be a pony walking out in the heat. Would she be wearing anything? You betcha.

This darling outfit isn't going to show itself off. But of course she'll be complaining over the heat either way.]

I thought this place was suppose to grant wishes. Well I wish it would stop being so hot but I doubt it will go away any time soon.

[...A pause. And

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[artof_war]

[Just the individual he wanted to see, as a matter of fact. Lexaeus doesn't seem bothered that he's talking to a pony. Three words: he's seen stranger.]

I've heard you're talented. I have something of a strange request, however. More in terms of materials than anything.

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[magicfashionist]

[A customer?]

Why of course I am. What is it? Rarity will help you!

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[artof_war]

[Indeed. For a moment, Lexaeus goes off screen but returns with the coat he usually wears draped over one arm. He holds it up from the shoulders to show her.]

Hardly worth your talent in regards to design, but the material used to make this has very unique properties. I need another coat made like this for someone I know.

I can bring it to you in person if you wish to inspect it.

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[magicfashionist]

Well! How curious! But I'm sure I can find the answer on how to obtain such an material.

Please do have someone bring it to my shop...with the measurements for the other person if you can.

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[artof_war]

Very well.

Thank you for this.

[And the feed goes off!]

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[artof_war]

[And eventually, someone does come to the shop, practically buried in the huge pile that Lexaeus' coat makes as it wobbles through the doorway. Upon dropping it onto a counter, the pale white thing is revealed, head tilted to the side. It seems unable to quit swaying from side to side.]

Master Seamstress?

[The call does not sound like a normal voice; in fact, the Dusk physically makes no noise at all. The call sounds as if it is echoing about in the skull, a mental voice.]

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[magicfashionist]

Ye--

Oh my! [This wasn't a person...that was already shocking enough. What is this?!]

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[magicfashionist]

[Recognizing the coat she calms herself after a another moment.]

I'm sorry, you simply startled me. I'm guessing this is the coat with the mysterious material.

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[artof_war]

[There's no sign of alarm at the yell; most Lesser Nobodies get that or worse when they're spotted. There's only a brief tenseness, and it disappears at the question. The Dusk nods.]

They protect against Darkness. Superior issued them, but there is no Superior here.

[Leaning close again, it makes a small ptuh sound, and a folded slip of paper flops out from its... mouth, landing on the coat. The measurements are for a small human child, a boy.]

Does the Master Seamstress need assistance?

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[magicfashionist]

[She examines the coat and the slip of paper. Well, she should be able to do this.]

No, no problem at all! I'll have this done as soon as I can~

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[artof_war]

[The Dusk gives a low bow.]

The Lord shall be pleased to hear this. Our thanks, Master Seamstress.

[Leaping into the air, it twists like some bizarre snake and into a portal of darkness that suddenly appears. When it's gone, there's nothing but the faint wisps of black and deep purple, and even those fade away.]

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[magicfashionist]

[Oh my. That was...interesting.

Wells she better get to work and not think about it.]