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[ex_depaysement502]

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First things first, let me introduce myself. My name is Juliet, I am a relatively recent arrival, and to those I have not met already, I extend a hello.

Before being spirited away to this tower, I worked as a tailor, and I'd rather my skills not fall into disuse. If you'd like someone to make you clothes-as I've noticed the lack of things provided-or if you'd like repair work, alterations, etc., talk to me. I'm sure we can work out an arrangement. If you require proof of my skill, I've made some pieces you can look at.

My room is on the first floor, number 17. I'm not averse to meeting elsewhere, if that suits you better. This offer will remain open for as long as I reside here.

Comments

[ex_depaysement502]

[She bows her head for a half a second.] It's a pleasure, Mr. Kankuro. And you know my name already.

[dance_mypuppets]

Likewise, Miss Juliet.

So, think you can make me another set of these? [With a gesture to the clothes he's wearing. And yes, he did bring the ugly white thing he woke up in, in case she needs to keep his regular clothes to copy them.] Having just one outfit of my own is pretty annoying, especially with as rough as this place gets.

[ex_depaysement502]

I can do that. Would you prefer an exact replica or an approximation? [Since one requires him to leave the clothes with her, and the other just relies on measurements and what she can sketch.]

[dance_mypuppets]

Eh, an approximation should be good enough. Can't go much wrong with a tunic and loose pants, right?

[ex_depaysement502]

[She nods, and then picks up her notebook to open to a new page. She draws a rough sketch of him, writing down some notes, then pauses.]

Do you know your measurements?

[dance_mypuppets]

Not off the top of my head, I'm afraid. Never paid that much attention to such a thing, personally.

[Ask the measurements of his puppets, now, and he could tell you down to millimeters.]

[ex_depaysement502]

Then would you mind if I took a few? Nothing too personal, like I'd need for something much more custom, but still, things like your height...

[dance_mypuppets]

Go ahead, I like clothing that fits. [With a grin, he holds out his arms to her, willing to be measured.] Just tell me what you need me to do.

[ex_depaysement502]

[Not much, as a matter of fact, since it didn't require all the measurements of something that would be more tailored. She takes them quickly, writing them down, nothing but professionalism in her touches.]

And there you have it. Where should I drop them off when the work is done?

[dance_mypuppets]

[Being measured is something of a new experience for him; he's always bought clothes ready-made, not caring all that much about fit, so long as it doesn't interfere with his combat.]

3-6 is my place. And I'll have the comb for you in a couple days, maybe less if the hunting's good.