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Sept 14, 2014 7:57:15 GMT -5
Post by Apollo Lion on Sept 14, 2014 7:57:15 GMT -5
Apollo looked at the quarry shirts with intensity. After a moment of debating whether it would be a good idea to wear a target on his heart he decided to at least choose one. He went with the target shirt that was mostly black. The outer layer of the chest circle contained the color blue, the middle layer flashed white in Apollo's eyes, and the last layer that was a complete circle showed the color red. He took that shirt off the rack of others and moved it to his chest. What he was doing was looking to see if the T was larger than his upper body. The shirt would fit Apollo but he might have small trouble keeping the collar on his neck.
The next thing the boy stared at was a shirt that showed the British flag. But it did not show the flag all over the fabric. Actually, the flag appeared only on the chest area. When the flag would stretch down to the lower abdomen it would look as though it was burned off. The sleeves of this shirt was blank as well, with the flag color stopping just near the under arms. The parts that did not contain the flag symbol was plain white, which Apollo thought was extremely cool. This shirt caught his fancy as he marveled at its coloring. The next action he made was taking the shirt off the rack of others without even checking to see if it might fit him.
Lastly, Apollo moved to check the jeans side of the store. His plans were only to choose one pair of pants since he already picked some expensive T-shirts. He had skeptics on whether he could pay for such clothing with the money he had in his pocket. Maybe if he and Rae put their money together then they could at least pay for the British flag shirt that he admired. Still, it felt nice just moving around and picking out clothing. He found entertainment from doing what normal kids his age would do. An enjoyment of being normal when normal wasn't living with a dragon. The boy picked up two different sizes of the same pair of jeans, not knowing which size he could fit, then he looked for the area that Rae pointed to before she left. When he arrived a sense of shock came upon the boys face at the sight of the amount of clothing that Rae had.
"Y-you expect me to wear all of that....?" He said finding it a little hard to speak. Maybe it was because he had fear of questioning Rae or because of the shock of knowing that he would need to try on so many clothing, but when ever he tried talking at that moment he found himself speaking with a shy and hush tone to the pink haired woman. He would stare at most of what she picked out for him as she would reply to his comment, if she replied to his comment. His shock expression would not mostly stem from the amount of clothing, but the amount of money that would need to be spent on each piece of fabric Rae chose. "A....." He said still trying to let out words. "Are...... Are you rich or something...?"
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Sept 20, 2014 2:39:31 GMT -5
Post by Rae-Star Berii on Sept 20, 2014 2:39:31 GMT -5
Most truthfully, she was enjoying the normality of this. Rae couldn’t remember the last time she had been shopping with or for a boy. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been shopping like this, just for the sake of being frivolous and enjoying another person’s company. She enjoyed Vrases’ company of course, but he made her weak at the knees and her heart skip a beat. This was different, this was relaxed and calm and she felt a little bit like Apollo needed her. He was niave, and innocent, and with just a dragon for company he would go mad. He needed her and she, though she wasn’t admitting it to herself yet, needed him too. She needed this little bit of normality, human to human. If Caleb had been alive still, they’d have done things like this, gone shopping and just enjoyed each other’s company. She’d have taken him to get his first shool uniform, his first suit for his first prom. So maybe, as Eli had replaced Caleb, Apollo was a little bit becoming that too.
She met him at the dressing room, smiling at the arm full he also had. As he stuttered and stumbled over his words she just smiled at him, it was the same warm and calm smile she had given him on the boat. Rae nodded at his first question, yes it was important that he dressed himself similarly to everyone else, it was camaflogue. But more than that, the label would be recognised, and people would assume he was more than a street rat. Particularly, if the people who had hurt him were looking for him, they’d have to look twice at a well-dressed him.
”Are you rich or something?”
He asked then and a light blush danced over her cheeks. The answer was that she was rich. Her father had worked for the government, hunting and experiementing on the creatures of the world. It was the reason he was dead, but it had paid very well indeed. She, being the last of her family, had inherited that money and the wealth that came with it. Rae was good with money and good with machines and computers. So she’d …. Used….the money in many ways, to ensure that it kept growing even after her father’s death.
But she didn’t give Apollo the satisfaction of a straight answer and just said; “Or Something.”
Then she bundled him into the dressing room to change, even if the woman guarding it gave them both a sharp, distrusting and disgusted look.
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Ninjitsu
Root of the Tree of Reclamation
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139 POSTS
Worships Echo Euryale
Bayla
Acidic Breath
Flight/Wings
Harden
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Angelic of Euryale & Field Agent of UNSAID
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Sept 26, 2014 12:15:15 GMT -5
Post by Apollo Lion on Sept 26, 2014 12:15:15 GMT -5
With little answer to his question, Rae nudged Apollo inside the small dressing room. Being the obedient boy that he was, Apollo willingly moved along and closed the door. The boy locked the dressing area to only him, placed the clothes on the only bench inside the tiny space, then confusingly stared at the clothing, wondering which pair of suite, shirt, and pants to try on first. 'I will start with the fancy one first. Get it over with,' the young boy thought as his arms reached for one of the finer wear in the bunch. He placed his hands into the long sleeve, he buttoned up all the buttons he could that was on the silk, then he moved outside to show Rae so that she could judge if it was a good look for him.
On his way out Rae would see a nice red shirt with mixtures of blue and white strands all around it. As said before, this shirt was to be properly buttoned and its collar that wrapped around Apollo neck was to be showed in its kosher form. However, Apollo did not meet the stipulations that came with wearing this fine clothing. Apollo buttons where in the wrong place, some where not connected with the right hole due to his ignorance of working with the material. The collar he was to have around his neck was not there, but instead folded into the shirt and resting between the fabric and his upper back. The final problem that was to be adjusted with Apollo was the fact that his shirt, the one he came in with, was under the shirt he had recently placed on. He did not know that it was a requirement to wear an undershirt and not a plain, and very large, T-shirt. It would be clear to everyone in the store that Apollo was below the average intelligence, and it would be even more clear to Rae that it would take a long time before he was accustomed to the world. "This feels weird Star.... I don't think it can fit me."
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