[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

[levindicated]

Keen, aren’t you? [Said flatly. Moving along-]

A primal, eh? Now what’s that, exactly?

[Cid watches whatever Sandalphon does to make his “espresso”. It is hardly similar looking in the steps, but maybe this is just higher tech? ]

[prevail]

[ Sandalphon is oldschool, which means he does every step by hand. Espresso makers, what are those? He's already ground the beans and loaded them into a press while they've been talking and has moved on to measuring the water for it precisely.

Precision is very important, he's so normal about this. ]

I'm made from a concentration of elemental energy.

[ He says it simply, like it's the most mundane thing in the world. Between his core and twelve wings, it's one hell of a lot of energy in one place. In one modest form. ]

I neither age, nor die of natural causes.

[levindicated]

[Cid is used to someone throwing it all together and your job was to not drink the grinds at the bottom.]

That so? …What element?

[He sounds like an Eikon, but Eikons are hardly so… Personable.]

[prevail]

[ Fortunately, Sandalphon believes in filters. When he starts filling the little cup on the counter, there is no grit. ]

Light. Mostly. I can only make use of light in this place, though I don't know why.

[ His eyes remain on the espresso as it fills the cup. ]

[levindicated]

But you’re aspected some other way? Can you use all the elements normally?

[Was this guy just. Insanely powerful? He kinda got that feeling, but he needed to suss it further. The immortality was a tip off, if he could be believed. ]

[prevail]

To begin with, I was elementally neutral. When my predecessor passed his wings to me, that changed.

[ Wings. Wings which are clearly not visible behind him at the moment. ]

The others ceded their wings when they retired, so I became capable of wielding their elements as well.

[ Funny, he told another fellow about this very thing. ]

[levindicated]

Is that a figure of speech- Wings?

[He figured it wasn't. And he knew people that transformed into their wings, too. But he was only beginning to understand any of this.]

Where are you keeping all them wings?

[prevail]

No, they're literal, I just don't have them manifested. It'd be cumbersome, in a space like this.

[ And an enemy could try and rip them right off.

He ought to know, he's done it. ]

My physical form is a manifestation, in fact.

[ It's on this note that Sandalphon slides the espresso over to him. ]