[He pats Kakyoin's cheek as they drift into the middle of the shopping district, such as it is.]
I just hope that you let him wear a coat on the way to wherever you end up going. It's cold out this time of year. Hm, the shop should still be open by now . . .
You're adorable. Of course we can. Oh, good, it is open.
[He drags Kakyoin into the Dolorosa's shop Whether He Likes It Or Not, making a beeline towards the section he hopes will be most fruitful.]
I really should have thought about this sort of cut for you before, you know. Flowing skirts are wonderful, but the hips. [The hips!] What else did you want to talk about?
Er... [why is his fate simply to suffer] What, uh...do you think I should wear with it? Would those shoes you got me be fine, or is there something else I should be looking for?
Hm. No, I think you should go for something a little less dramatic than heels, since the qipao itself is meant to be dramatic. Unless you want to be incredibly tall for your anniversary or something. Flats, maybe? Something to match . . . silver, probably, maybe green.
We ought to find the dress first, though, and match the shoes after. [fashion is srs]
That makes sense, I think. [It...sounded like logic?]
Oh--it has to be something that won't look out of place with this, though. [He reached into his pocket and took out a hairpin decorated with a delicate looking cherry blossom.]
[Was he that awful? He pauses, his hand hovering over a pair of shoes. He remembers feeling terribly adamant about the stupidity of it all, except now it seems important. Or something.]
Sorry. Mm. Polnareff keeps talking about--you know. What you're supposed to do? Anyway. Give me the pin for a minute.
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Date: 2016-11-04 06:17 pm (UTC)[sobs internally]
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Date: 2016-11-05 04:12 am (UTC)[He pats Kakyoin's cheek as they drift into the middle of the shopping district, such as it is.]
I just hope that you let him wear a coat on the way to wherever you end up going. It's cold out this time of year. Hm, the shop should still be open by now . . .
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Date: 2016-11-05 04:19 am (UTC)Can...can we just talk about something else?
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Date: 2016-11-05 04:22 am (UTC)[He drags Kakyoin into the Dolorosa's shop Whether He Likes It Or Not, making a beeline towards the section he hopes will be most fruitful.]
I really should have thought about this sort of cut for you before, you know. Flowing skirts are wonderful, but the hips. [The hips!] What else did you want to talk about?
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Date: 2016-11-05 04:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-05 04:46 am (UTC)We ought to find the dress first, though, and match the shoes after. [fashion is srs]
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Date: 2016-11-05 05:06 am (UTC)Oh--it has to be something that won't look out of place with this, though. [He reached into his pocket and took out a hairpin decorated with a delicate looking cherry blossom.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 05:45 am (UTC)[eyezooms at presents]
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Date: 2016-11-10 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 05:49 am (UTC)[no one is taking a tally, child]
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Date: 2016-11-10 05:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 05:58 am (UTC)[Leave him alone he has done nothing wrong, ever, in his life.]
I'm just asking. I'm stealing your qipao if you keep this up.
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Date: 2016-11-10 05:59 am (UTC)[five centimeters isn't that much but by god it's all he has on someone in this damn house]
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 06:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 06:04 am (UTC)[He sticks out his tongue.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:05 am (UTC)I was even going to ask you to help with makeup, but if this is how it's going to turn out I guess you won't need to.
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 06:13 am (UTC)You still didn't answer my question, though.
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-10 06:18 am (UTC)[Was he that awful? He pauses, his hand hovering over a pair of shoes. He remembers feeling terribly adamant about the stupidity of it all, except now it seems important. Or something.]
Sorry. Mm. Polnareff keeps talking about--you know. What you're supposed to do? Anyway. Give me the pin for a minute.
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:20 am (UTC)[Kakyoin held out the pin, shrugging and seeming honestly sincere about that.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:22 am (UTC)[A little absently. He turns the pin over, then lays it flat in the palm of his hand.]
Is there a particular color you want to match?
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:23 am (UTC)[...]
Giorno, are you okay?
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