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[daaaaaaahling]

WHO: OPEN
WHERE: Edna's workshop.
WHEN: After Edna's post asking for 'testing material'
WARNINGS: None forseen
SUMMARY: Edna has a place to work, and started getting suits done. Now she wants visitors!
FORMAT: Whichever darling.

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KUPO.

[mistermoogle]

It wasn't as though he had anything else to do except...well, explore a bit, and this counted as exploring, right? Plus, the last time he'd tried to watch the humans dancing between some of the buildings, he'd almost gotten caught! And after a few others had started making fun of his wings and pom...

...well, Mog wasn't the sort to just take that, or run away from it. But he was a Moogle that understood the better part of valor, and how it wasn't being a coward. There was nothing wrong with staying out of trouble!

But this - this sounded kind of interesting, with these 'dummies' that weren't dummies or monsters or he wasn't really sure what they were but he intended to find out, kupo! Which was why he was currently peering at the comm and then up at the building. Down. Up. Down. Up

[mistermoogle]

Mog blinked again, peering around the dress form to Edna. "Why would we, kupo?"

Maybe it was a human thing. The one time he'd tried to go without the clothing...well, it didn't end well. And he'd never seen any bare humans, back home - well, they really were bare! No real fur. He picked at the pants, frowning down at them.

"I think I like fur better," he admitted. "These feel weird."

[daaaaaaahling]

"Hmm," Edna said, making another circle around Mog investigating. She supposed if he used to have fur...but fabric was better, even animals could wear clothes!

She reached out to poke at the clothing he was wearing. "Well this is why dahling!" she pulled harder on the shirt trying to show him the offending weave. "Ugly, polyester blends, that move badly and feel even worse!"

She dropped it and strutted over to a cutting table where a book was positioned. "Of course you don't like clothing if that's what you've been wearing dahling."

work for new wardrobe?

[mistermoogle]

Since she wasn't poking at the pom, Mog didn't see much of a reason to stop her from poking or pulling at the clothing - even if he had no idea what 'polyester' was, giving her an inquisitory look as she tugged on the shirt.

But he did see a reason to follow her over to the table, since there seemed to be something interesting over there. "Are there better kinds, kupo?"

Yes...Edna clearly needs a Moogle

[daaaaaaahling]

"Are there...are there better?!" Edna exclaimed getting more passionate about the topic. "Dahling, come over here!"

She jumped up on the stool next to the table to be able to reach the fabric lying on top of it. "Here," she said holding out yardage of silky wool for him to feel. "Natural fiber, and it feels like being wrapped in a cloud."

he can help model! :D

[mistermoogle]

What could he do but that?

Mog picked up the fabric after only a bit of hesitation, a slightly confused expression crossing his face. This...well, it definitely wasn't like what he was wearing! "Huh," he said, thoughtfully, rubbing it between his fingers. "What is it, kupo?"

He doesn't want to learn how to sew?

[daaaaaaahling]

"It's the highest end of wool, not coat weight, but perfect for a vest or stylish suit," Edna explained already looking for another fabric show off.

"Oh, over here," she gestured, jumping off the stool and leading to yet another area of the workshop. "Cotton! The most basic material, but so many weaves. See how this one shines, and the gauze of course, and how heavy this twill is. And the color choices! I tell you dahling, nothing dyes like cotton." She picked up each piece as she spoke of it and set it back down before moving on. She was on a rampage showing off all of the wonders of fabric to the poor moogle who had only known polyester.

Hmm...he's probably got the dexterity for it!

[mistermoogle]

"Vest? Suit?" He vaguely remembered the armor that the others had worn, but...

Mog was following as best he could, honest, but before long it was starting to make his head spin a bit. But E looked so excited - he couldn't stop her. And the fabric did seem to be different from one another...

"How do you keep track of it all, kupo?" he wondered aloud.

lol...moogle apprentice.

[daaaaaaahling]

"What's to keep track?" Edna asked, still flitting around as she had barely made a dent in her supply. "These are basics, dahling. Anyone with a needle and thread can figure this out."

"So then, dahling," She started, finally slowing down by one of her larger stacks. "Do you still think clothes are just an uncomfortable waste of time?"

Darth Kupo!

[mistermoogle]

"We didn't have needle and thread, kupo!"

The changed Moogle reached up to scratch at the base of his pom wire. "But...I think I'm getting it? It's like how if you don't take care of your fur it's going to feel horrible and you won't like it but if you do take care of it you're the best looking Moogle in the caves, kupo!"

He always did take care of himself.

[daaaaaaahling]

"But fabric is so much easier to take care of than fur," Edna corrected. "Fur, you're stuck with what you've got. Fabric you can change. Rearrange. You can be a new person every day!"

[mistermoogle]

"Why would you want to be, kupo?"

Mog saw absolutely nothing wrong with being a Moogle, and/or the same Moogle every day; one could change who that Moogle was over time, but he, like the others, didn't always see a need to change! So long as they were happy, what was wrong with being the same?

Not that change was a bad thing once in a while. But every day? He examined Edna curiously, as if he could find a clue to human behavior there.