( Closed )

[veneficus]

Who: Morgana Pendragon & Mary Campbell
What: Shopping spree!
When: March 25th
Where: Freya district
Rating: PG



[ Mary's Campbell message left her excited. It's been so long since she's done anything remotely enjoyable. Dresses she loved and the chance to see how clothes go for women at Mary's world was a chance she wasn't about to miss. It was nice, there were so few girls in Camelot she found herself caring about. She remembered travelling in the market with Gwen, but Gwen and her always had to play the lady and the maidservant, with Mary there was more freedom.

She took care to wear the earrings Mary got here as she walked to Freya district. It was important, these gestures between friends. ]

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[minifridge]

Oh, I know. I don't even know what half my new clothes actually look like- I'm still waiting for some of them to turn colors.

[They come upon a store whose sign has two letters in full color; some color can be spotted farther back in the store through the windows.]

The shops around here have more color than the ones in Sigyn, and Heimdall barely has any.

[veneficus]

I wonder why that is, we deserve some too. Well -

[ small smirk. ]

After you, my lady.

[minifridge]

[A delighted smile.]

Why thank you, my lady.

[She ~flounces~ up to the door and opens it for Morgana with a sweeping gesture, standing aside to let her in.]

[veneficus]

[ laughing before she enters and tugs her in. ]

In Camelot all my gowns were made for me - so this is a first.

[minifridge]

[Eeep getting tugged! It's a lovely thing. Mary immediately sets off in the direction of pants.]

Everything you had was tailor-made? You aren't going to like jeans shopping.

[veneficus]

Well they say you need to try everything once.

[minifridge]

Yep, and today you'll do exactly that.

[Welcome to the joy of pants shopping. She tugs Morgana closer, drifting pass a rack of clothes critically.]

Do you... wear pants? At all?

[veneficus]

I do. Mainly for sword fighting practicing and horse riding. The King prefers me in a gown.

[ rolling her eyes. ]

[minifridge]

Yeah... wouldn't it be kind of... taboo?

[Wearing pants in Camelot? Her imagination is full of screaming peasants and witch-burnings. Newts.]

[veneficus]

Well I never cared much but I suppose that for other ladoes it is not common.

[minifridge]

Well if you don't care, you don't care. All the cool kids are freaks, you know.

[Said wryly, with a slight smile. Mary never especially appreciated being unusual, but she embraced it by necessity.

Okay, moment over, time for Mary to dart forward and start staring intently at Morgana's lower half.]

I wonder what size you are.

[veneficus]

[ cue her glancing at the other girl's waist. ]

A bit larger than you are, to be sure.

[minifridge]

Yeah... You look around my friend Janet's size, hold on-

[Grabbing a pair of jeans off the rack at random and holding them up to her- and they don't look obviously wrong.]

Cool, you can try these on.

Milady.

[veneficus]

[ Glancing; yeah that seems about right. ]

I would need a shirt, I think.

[ Her shift is too long to look good with these. ]

[minifridge]

Oh- right.

We can do that. [She gestures to the shirts that are just over yonder~]

I wouldn't worry about the color. If we take it home it'll probably get color soon.

[veneficus]

I wonder what color will that be.

[ She picks one for herself and a different one for Mary, grinning over her shoulder. ]

It's like a game of a sort. Guess the color.

[minifridge]

And hope everything doesn't end up puce.

[The HORROR. Mary draws nearer to peer at the shirts Morgana chose, holding a few in hand and a couple skirts she plucked at random from the rack.]

If you're really lucky, it'll say- [Checking one of the sales tags, then-] Aha! Look, it says, see?

[A small printed "GREEN" on the tag.]

[veneficus]

Brilliant - well this solves the problem then.

[ She picks up one that reads "RED". ]

Amazing, the ways around this city's flaws.

[minifridge]

It's silly, but it works.

Okay, I think that's good- it'll look good with the jeans. [Touching her arm lightly.] Come on, let's try stuff on.

[veneficus]

Well, alright, but don't laugh.

[ She can only imagine how silly she'll must look, after everyone got used to seeing her in gowns. ]

[minifridge]

I won't, I promise.

[The most reassuring smile. As they weave through racks to get to the changing rooms Mary plucks some things off of shelves or racks at random without breaking stride, including a pair of intriguing tights and a scarf that looks like it might have a pattern.]

Okay, here we go.

[She hands over the Morgana-sized stuff she's holding and, with another smile, they vanish into adjoining stalls. Mary finishes first and finds herself outside, adjusting layers and arranging herself in front of a mirror as she waits.]

[veneficus]

[ Of all the odd things. Pulling a pair of Jeans (pants! and not for just riding a horse!) and the top on she loosens her hair and steps out, very dubious. ]

Well it looks well on you.

[minifridge]

-Holy cow.

[S t a r e. Morgana in real people clothes. It's kind of boggling, actually. After a moment she shakes her head, snapping out of it.]

No, you look so good! [Coming closer to inspect.] The jeans look a little loose. You could try a size down.

[Yes, Morgana, the pants have to be tight.]

[veneficus]

...Are you certain?

[ Mary, what's wrong with these? ]

[minifridge]

Yeah- they're not supposed to be baggy. I think I grabbed the next size down while we were out there.

[Thinking ahead! Etc. Mary continues to look her over, headtilting a little at how oddly the shirt is laying on her. Then it occurs to her- Morgana's probably wearing a corset or something. Okay, dealing with that later. Baby steps.]

[veneficus]

[ well alright. Going inside to change and going outside looking...even more dubious. ]

I can barely move -

[ laughing, so unused to this. ]

[minifridge]

Okay, okay- walk around a little, get used to them. Denim has to loosen up. Like... leather.

[Leather's a good common ground, right? At any rate, she smiles back and beckons her over to the mirror.]

Come on, you look so good, take a look.

[veneficus]

[ Huh. She takes a minute to gaze at her reflection. ]is rather pretty.