[OPEN] Clothes Shopping/Cafe Millennia Mingle

[odinpusrex]

WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: Early-Mid July
WHERE: Roxx & Cafe Millennia!
WHAT: Shopping and Cafe'ing!
NOTES\WARNINGS: No warnings for now, will update as needed!

With the new haul of arrivals comes the obvious need for new clothes! After all, whatever they showed up in might not facilitate daily living, or at the very least comfort. Fortunately for everyone, new or otherwise, there is Roxx! The range of fashion available is...interesting, considering how it seems to reflect the worlds each person is from, leaving no one wanting in terms of variety. Apparently updating when new people from different worlds arrive. Pretty convenient, that. As fortunate as it is, it might also be overwhelming, depending on who you ask. But perhaps that's where others might be of help! For the fashionably challenged, there might be an angel of fashion waiting to help you out.

With it being summer, there's also swimwear to be considered, especially with the chance of pool parties in the imminent future. Some styles may seem familiar, while others outlandish by your world's standards. Just like any of the clothes really, seeing as one can find clothing that is uncomfortably close to their personal style. In fact, they might very well find their exact outfit here from the looks of it. How odd!

After all their shopping shenanigans, people might find themselves migrating over to the new cafe that Sandalphon opened called Cafe Millennia. A perfect place to continue enjoying each other's company after a fruitful bit of clothes shopping! Or maybe that's where you've started at, coffee first, shopping after. There really is no wrong way to do it!

(ooc: Hey there, just wanted to toss up a little log for people who maybe wanted to do some clothes shopping or cafe threads with the possibility of running into random people! Just some low effort shenanigans and fun! Please feel free to use this log as you see fit, make your own top levels, tag around, whatever!)

Comments

[bad_habit]

[At the question Angel just lets out a honking sort of laugh, sliding another finished vase to the side.]

Oh I have a lotta 'Jack' in my life, but it ain't got nothin' to do with that. [Behave yourself Angel]

Na, 'jacked' it means like; stole. Least in that settin'.

[prevail]

[ The innuendo slides right over his head. ]

So you purloined money from your nonna?

[ But he was caught and disciplined, evidently. Sandalphon doesn't judge in this instance, merely seeking confirmation. ]

Mortal language is often puzzling to me. For instance, how do you turn a phrase?

[bad_habit]

[It's such a shame that goes over the head but the ninja one hits.

Fatality.

There's a reason he ended up where he did and all. But he's still trying to make up for it, hence the flowers he's staring at.]

Yeah she had cash on hand, and I always needed it. [The literal thing kills him and as much as Angel wants to be sad he just can't help but laugh.]

The same reason ya drive on a park way and park in a drive way man. Cause language is fuckin' Wild.

[prevail]

...Just as a bat is a creature, implement, and action, then. I find that easier to grasp than idioms.

[ And euphemisms and— the list goes on, really. Sandalphon continues to keep occupied, and not long thereafter, the rich aroma of coffee fills the air anew.

Now that that's set up, Sandalphon turns and fishes something out from under the counter. When he places it next to Angel's work, it's evidently a folded length of baby pink material. Far too long to be a sash, as evidenced by how high the fabric sits. ]

I believe I owed you one banner.

[ If unfolded, the banner reads, "Hold onto your goal with all of your hands, and don't let go" in smooth, sweeping cursive lettering. A stylized illustration of Angel's face adorns one corner, the writing and decorations in red and black to match Angel's eyes. ]

[bad_habit]

That shits tough, even for the natives. [It's kinda cute though, in a way. Lets be real~]

Banner?

[He stops his working and stares at the other for a moment before hes handed the folded pink object. Of course he's going to unfold it and to be perfectly honest he's trying not to cry a little because, well, it's just the first time he actually actively remembers getting a gift in a long, long, time.

He is totally going to run home and throw it up in his room. It's about damn time he got his own banner.]

And shit did you deliver! Who knew ya was so talented huh?

[prevail]

[ Sandalphon hasn't made anyone a banner before, much less one meant to encourage, so he has anticipated its reception. And when Angel responds, Sandalphon straightens, unable to mask a measure of surprise.

It meets with his approval then, good. That comes as a relief to him. ]

I'm pleased that you approve.

[ And he means it, sincerely. He didn't know how good he'd be at encouraging others, much less in banner form. ]

I tried a few designs before deciding on this one.

[bad_habit]

Ya have no idea how much I approve. [He is practically glowing, he wont lie. It's simple, and he knows it's probably pretty weird to be so proud of it but the fact that the other actually did it sends him. He can't wait to hang it up so he makes sure to carefully fold it up and hand it to one of his hidden hands where he can tuck it away safely under his shirt.]

I didn't think you'd actually make me one, I really appreciate it. [Suck it Sir Pentious, his banner is ten times better. He has a whole new pride to what he is doing now, starting on the final vase. Once he has that one sorted he'll walk them to a scattering of tables.]

[prevail]

[ It went over better than expected. Sandalphon takes this to mean he does a good job at encouragement banners and mentally files this away in case it should see future use... Or if Angel needs a morale boost, because who knows, he might. ]

You're quite welcome.

[ He affirms, and he might be puffed up like a little bird, just a bit, standing ever so slightly straighter. Sandalphon is not immune to praise. However, a sobering thought occurs to him. ]

...But do you not often get what you request?

[bad_habit]

[Does it ever! He can't even describe how it makes him feel right now. He needed it and flowers don't feel like a really good repayment. He'll figure something else out soon enough.

Right now though all he can do is shrug.]

I mean, my life wasn't really about what I wanted most recently.

[prevail]

I can understand. [ He thinks. ] My kind are created for specific purposes, and we naturally feel compelled to fulfill them. It's limiting in its own way.

[ As one whose purpose was dismissed as pointless for so long, Sandalphon was tormented by how primals are built in a very different way. ]

But circumstances are different now, aren't they? You could grow flowers if you wished, for instance.