02 - Everyone Has A Purpose

[fashionfairy]

Characters: Kanaya and everyone!
Setting: Room 2-07
Format: I'll follow you
Summary: Kanaya offers to make clothes for people
Warnings: None except perhaps pin pricking for particularly squirmy people.



[When Kanaya's chest was restored she didn't find the sets of clothing she had originally arrived with. Instead she found several bolts of fabric in various colors and sewing supplies. Rather than despairing she turns it into an opportunity to be useful. She had been feeling lost without a purpose in the tower. She makes a makeshift sign that reads in neatly lettered green: "Clothes Made For Those Who Need Them". Underneath this is a lengthy green smudge as if she had elaborated on the statement then realized that an overly long sign would defeat the purpose of advertising to passersby. After hanging the sign, she sits down on her bed to wait.]

Comments

[geometry]

[...Clothes?]

[Alright, so it was no secret that Equius almost certainly did not need clothes for himself. He had made almost everything he was wearing right now, including the blank, signless shirt. No, he didn't enter Room 2-07 because he was in need of their services. He entered Room 2-07 because that was clearly jade-colored writing on the wall — and even though he had his own reasons to stay away from a certain individual with jade green blood, there had to be some quirk in play there, and there was clearly only one W on the word 'who'. Not to mention the jadeblood in question kind of really, really sucked at sewing. So, thoughts divided between eagerness and dread, he opened the door and quietly slid his head in.]

[fashionfairy]

[She quickly stands to greet her first customer then pauses when she see who it is.]

Equius?

[It certainly looks like him only with both horns whole. Could this be the fellow space layer the other Eridan had mentioned?]

[geometry]

...Oh.

[Just from the voice it should be obvious that whoever this Equius was, he certainly wasn't the one Kanaya was familiar with. For one thing, his voice was noticeably higher, but it also had an uncertain ring to it that 'her' Sagittaritroll would rather die than use in conversation. Slowly, he crept into the room, and — yep. If there was any doubt, it was gone now; the kid was about as thick and powerful as a limp noodle.]

[And this girl — she had to be the jadeblood from some twisted alternate universe. But nobody ever told him that the jadeblood was going to be Maryam!]

Um... yes.

[worldend_dominator]

[So far, Rosa's exploration of the tower has been confined to the dormitories, the lounge, and the cafeteria. Therefore, the sign hanging here is certainly surprising. She doesn't even knock--just stands there staring at the sign.]

[fashionfairy]

[Kanaya rushes out, presumably to add more explanation to the sign and nearly knocks into Rosa.]

My apologies! Are you in need of my services?

[worldend_dominator]

[Rosa is startled by the sudden rush.]

N-not exactly. I was just looking at the sign.

[cutestprogrammer]

[Chihiro studies the sign for a moment. He could do with more clothes but... wouldn't he have to reveal his secret to the tailor? Moreover, he could quite decide whether he should get boy's clothes or girl's clothes...

So he just stands there staring at the sign, unable to decide.]

[fashionfairy]

[Don't worry, she won't judge. She opens the door as he's pondering, perhaps to add a note to the sign to knock before entering to prevent awkward encounters when customers were changing and sees him.]

Hello there, would you like to come in?

[cutestprogrammer]

Ah! [He jumps a bit. Sorry. He startles easily.]

Uh... h-hello. I... but I don't really know if I need any new clothes though and... I don't wish to be a bother. Sorry.

[chronomancer]

[Eridan blinks at the sign, tilting his head, and then going into the room with a wan smile.]

I didn't know this was your--

[Oh.]

...room.

[Welp. Wrong jade virgo. Whoops.]

[fashionfairy]

Well yes, this is the room I was assigned to upon my arrival.

[There's clearly uncertainty in her features. He hadn't exactly been the definition of amicable during their first encounter.]

[chronomancer]

...ah, sorry.

[AWKWARD.]

I... thought you were someone else.

[And then a wince, and he absently fingers the elbows of his jackets, which have fallen prey to his claws all too often, and worse yet, to his abysmal sewing skills.]

...though I do. Er. Owe you an apology.

[songofsoaring]

[Link could use some clothes. After the fight in the library the day before, he was more than feeling the need for better protection. His left arm was bandaged, but he still had it. That was more than could be said about the girl who died and the boy who'd been transformed into the creature that killed her. What had happened to them... He had to shake that thought away. He knew the people that held them were evil. This was just further proof.

He pushed the anger at what had happened away and knocked on the door frame to catch the girl's attention.]

Miss?

[Link was still in the jumpsuit, albeit with the right arm and both legs cut off. He'd finally learned how to get it off so he could use the rest room, but it was the only clothes he had, so he still wore it. The cut off pieces acted as make-shift belts and ties to secure his sword's sheath, his shield, five masks, and a small blue ocarina.]

[fashionfairy]

[She takes one look at the state of his attire and ushers him in quickly.]

Mother grub, what happened to you? Nevermind, no time for that. Let me find my measuring tape so we can get started. What colors do you prefer?

[songofsoaring]

[That was unexpected and in his surprise he was unable to think enough to try and fight.]

...I like green?

[Purple. Red. Yellow. Blue.]

And purple, red, yellow and blue, I guess?

[get_bent]

[Instead of someone coming it o get clothing made, Kanji peeked his head in. Just to take a look! See what she was doing! No way did he want to help out or see her skills or anything like that!

...but he was a terrible sneak.]

[fashionfairy]

[Nonsense, it's totally convincing that he's just there to take a look.]

Hello, how may I help you?

[pushedaround]

[ He's staring at the sign, debating whether he should make an entrance or not. It's not like he needed clothes urgently, but-

-if someone is so willing to make him new ones ... Why the hell not? And so, he knocks briefly before entering the room. ]

... Hello?

[fashionfairy]

[Kanaya is thrilled, overjoyed, to see a familiar face. In a completely uncharacteristic move she rushes over and embraces him.]

It is wonderful to find another friend here. I had almost despaired in finding any more from our universe.

Wow, how did I miss this?

[thereisnopie]

[He tells himself the only reason he's bothered to stop in front of this door is because he should probably wear something else besides the straight jacket at some point. As much as he's become attached to it, it might start to smell.

And even if Kanaya isn't much of a fan of him, she can't turn away this sort of project, right?]

...This is motherfuckin' ridiculous.

[But he knocks anyway.]

It's okay, you're here now <3

[fashionfairy]

[She opens the door with a smile then falters slightly. He looks familiar but in an odd way.]

Hello? How may I help you?

[fallen_stage]

[Kuja had his chest restored, but it was still scanty in terms of actual clothing. He was growing weary of his usual attire, even if he was attached... This was just the opportunity he was looking for, especially having something properly tailored again. Without hesitation, Kuja entered.]

Ah, hello. Are you free at the moment?

[The first thing that he noticed? The girl looked like the Dolorosa.]

OH HI KUJA

[fashionfairy]

[She gives him what she hopes is a welcoming smile.]

Hello. I am indeed free at the moment. Are you in need of my services?

LAUREN WAS LATE AND I'M LATER but can you ever expect gamzees to be on time?

[hystericull]

[Everyone who'd had the infinite misfortune of knowing Gamzee Makara would also know that his memory left something to be desired. And that's being extremely generous. The last thing he did remember, though, was a certain jadeblood who'd written much like his Kanaya offering similar services, and while he wasn't in front of the door to room 2-07 to seek said services (although his need of them was certainly questionable, he'd be caught dead before ever giving a shit about what he was wearing or the level of extreme disarray it happened to be in), he was here to track down the Dolorosa. This was her room, right?]

[Had to be. There was jade and that extremely articulate quirk and. He opened the door, not bothering to knock. Girl's dorm room? Who cares. Knocking would just mean he'd miss the possibility of seeing a nice set of tits or two.]

Heyyy, I--

[Oh, fuck. Kanaya had been sent to the Tower, too. Oh, shit, fuck, how could he have forgotten their hasty meeting at the start of the Tower's collapse? Must be that aforementioned terrible memory.]

Shit, you ain't who all I was meaning to be motherfuckin' squawking at.

It's okay, I'm used to it. XD <3

[fashionfairy]

[She jumps up, a little startled.]

Ah...yes, that seems to be a common theme as of late. I'm glad to see you made out of the tower collapse safely.