Raise a glass and toast the Flame

[floreatnoctem]

Who: Chidori and OPEN
Where: Floor 15
When: Throughout the week
What: It's getting colder- Chidori figures that everyone can use a bit of help keeping warm.
Warnings: None as of yet, subject to change if anything comes up.



[The offer she'd made was more to give her something to do other than think about the cold than any real show of good will. Granted, it was that, in her own way- after all, it would do her no good if people were too sick to fight. While she wasn't sure it would be called for, it was Jason's month to be in charge of the tower. She was already anticipating the worst, no matter how quiet things had been for the first week or so of his turn. She'd be stupid to let her guard down so quickly, or so easily. Still, she wasn't sure anyone would see her announcement- or if anyone would even bother to look at such a brief post- but better to try than not at all. In the meantime, she had Strega's measurements more or less memorized, she could get started on them first.

So moving to find some fabric, she decided to start on a coat for Ken before anything else, trying hard to keep her hands from shaking and grateful, somewhat, for the fact that Medea's fire affinity was seeing fit to keep her warmer than she should be. Hopefully, the cold wouldn't affect her sewing too badly.]

Comments

[floreatnoctem]

It shouldn't take more than a day or two, depending.

[On how much fabric she can find, and how difficult the cold makes things.]

[egotrigger]

I should be fine until then.

[He bends a bit so she can measure his arms. Being tall is a boon sometimes... but it makes it a bit harder to do stuff like this with shorter people.]

[floreatnoctem]

Excellent then.

[She's glad she doesn't have to ask him to bend down- she's not a fan of being reminded just how short she actually is, most days.]

Is there anything you'd like to request, Allelujah-san?

[egotrigger]

[He's quiet a moment, thinking it over. Allelujah glances over to the side, where he can see Hallelujah.]

Orange, maybe...

[Hallelujah just rolls his eyes. 'Fine. Whatever.']

If you find any orange material, I'd appreciate that color. Other than that, as long as I can move quickly in it, anything is fine.

[floreatnoctem]

I'll see what I can find.

[Orange fabric might be difficult to come by- at least, enough of it to do more than accent the garment. But it's not too much to ask, she thinks.]

Anything else?

[egotrigger]

Not in particular...

[He's quiet for a few moments as she takes more measurements.]

I think this is the first time I've had any clothing made just for me aside from my flight suit.

[floreatnoctem]

Flight suit? [She stops to make a notation in her sketchbook.] You're a pilot?

[egotrigger]

A mobile suit pilot, yes.

[floreatnoctem]

Mobile suit? [He couldn't mean-] Like a giant robot...?

[egotrigger]

Essentially, yes.

[floreatnoctem]

I have never heard of anything like that, save for in science fiction.

[And the animes, but she won't say that.]

[egotrigger]

Well... the year at home is 2308. Most people I've met here seem to be from the past.

[floreatnoctem]

Ah, that is the case on my account, at least.

[She takes a step back, and gives him a brief once-over.]

I think I have everything I need.

[egotrigger]

I thought it might be.

[He smiles, and nods at her.]

Thank you. I'll try to get those furs to you soon. I appreciate what you're doing very much.

[He considers telling her to take care of herself, but he gets the sense that it might ruffle her a bit, so he doesn't.]

[floreatnoctem]

No real hurry, really.

[She nods and writes down another note in her book, nodding slightly.]

I will let you know as soon as I'm done.