A Mareuer Catch all

[showsnopiety]

Who: Caren and co
When: Throughout March
Where: In Aef and Dor
What: Many quests, some rests, and
Warnings:



QUESTS

A) L'Amourtentia (NSFW possible!)

A sample...huh.

[She stared at the bottle in her hand. Here she thought that brewing would be enough, but Kiss from a Rose was promoting this...she knew that it was a thing, but still. Still, she had no idea what to do with this. Maybe it'd be funny if she spiked someone drink with it? Or would it be a not good prank? She had no idea.

Hearing someone come close, her head came up and her ears twitched.]

Mm?

B) Research Request

[Every so often she did a slow tour, just to see how things were going. Which meant...going to various libraries and shops in the city, and going up to the help desk, and talking quietly to whoever was there. She couldn't just butt in, thinking that they were doing something for her.

But she did look around. Eye contact? Could certainly happen!]

C) Sweet Chimera

[She had been hoping things would go well here. But...she wasn't sure. She was basically inviting a bunch of unknowns into what had been a personal project of hers. Still...she had to let go of some things sometime.

So while she was cloaked-covering up some of her more obvious injuries on her back-her gaze was alert, and she went over with a slight wave to catch their attention.]

Good day. Everything is going well so far?

[Nothing exploded? Please don't make anything explode.]

D) Desmodus Mori

[Thank goodness for the vampire bar. She had no idea if she was doing this right, if she should have gone to the Coven with it but...she knew vampires, and she wanted to make sure this was doing this right.

She slid in during the evenings, and at the bar she ordered a small drink, sipping it. Waiting to see what may arise, with or without her meddling.]

E) Continuing Conquests

[She needed to take it easier then she would have liked-mostly because she wasn't used to the hard labor. But she could and would be a good guard for those that were building their outposts.

Hearing footsteps, her ears twitched, and she glanced to the side, where she heard it.]

Hello?

[Are you coming to try and give her a reason to use her sword??? because her hand is on it!]

Aefenglom

B: Clothing Alteration

[She didn't work as many hours as she used to in Knit Wit, but she still went in on a semi regular basis, mending and altering, not seemingly having any trouble with the needle and thread. When she heard the bell tinkle above the door, her ears twitched forward, and she moved to come to the front, more curious then weary.]

Welcome to Knit Wit. What can I assist you with?

Wildcard

Aka hit me with whatever! But if you want to know of her usual to find spots:

-Outside tending her garden at the Monster mansion
-In the market, looking for meal things and Prim/sphnix treats
- At a cafe, people watching
-On the roofs (I'm serious, it's a chimera thing)
-Inside her home

If you want to plot, you can find me at nammah !

Comments

Clothing Alteration

[arturiarex]

[ Saber is back in the city after being a part of the expedition - and now she's looking for housing and for clothing. She's Been recommended this particular store by a few people and so she comes through the door without many expectations. The door bell chimes and she glances around, looking for the attendant.

And when she sees and hears her, her expression becomes a little more reserved. ]

Miss Ortensia.

[showsnopiety]

Ah, Lady Saber. This is a pleasure.

[This was a surprise, but...not as much as it should be. Oz and Saber herself mentioned that she was in need of other changes of clothing.

Thankfully, Caren was prepared.]

How may I assist you today? I was about to make some tea. Or would you prefer coffee?

[arturiarex]

[ Saber remains a little guarded. She remembers the insult that had been leveled at her. It had stung and she had not been sure what to say to Ortensia after that. For now she takes a moment to consider. ]

I have come regarding clothing. And I believe I will try coffee today.

[ She keeps her hands folded in front of her, waiting and watching. She comes off as distant, more than anything. ]

A; hello

[eluci]

[He wasn't trying super hard to sneak up on Caren, but is still ever-so-slightly upset that she's noticed him nonetheless, pinning his own ears back in a slight show of disappointment. Though they prick forward when he notices her holding a familar bottle.]

You got a sample too? Planning on using it anytime soon?

[Hopefully not on anything he's planning on consuming, if so.]

[showsnopiety]

[Not your fault Noctis! She just has sensitive hearing. Her ears twitch, and she tilted her head. Oh Noctis, you were helping too huh.]

I was considering it, but I'm not sure.

[She shrugged, moving to turn around.]

I don't exactly have anyone to play with if I partook it. So it would only be a sweet torment.

[eluci]

[To be fair, he also does, he's just put out that he couldn't sneak up on here nonetheless. He'll deal with it.

She says she's not sure and he remembers that she was kinda-sorta a thing with Ignis when he was still around.]

Yeah, I guess that kinda helps if you have someone else... [He's definitely not volunteering.] I don't think I'll ever actually use mine.

clothes ...... hit me with that cute ass hoodie

[usurpers]

[ it’s been quite a while since he’s seen caren, and seeking her out, along with the actual store had been a bundled reason to set some of his own work aside and come find her. tall as he’d ever be, the dragon nearly needs to duck to get to the front desk and regard her with longtime amiability. removing his poncho (he has a loose, sideless tunic underneath), he sets the fabric down in front of her.

easily, the problem could be pinpointed: where his horns should poke through are torn away from their seams, leaving the hood completely split. ]

I missed my mark, [ very badly, in fact. it’s what happens when you forget you have horns for a second. he could always buy a new one, but this was comfy, it had his scent. it was his. ] but I didn’t in coming here.

[ his baby girl 😭 ]

Time to become cute Eren...

[showsnopiety]

[She hadn't seen him for some time either. He's so large and she...well, she's been fully transformed for a few months now. For all she has cloth over her wings and tail, she's alert and quick to see the issue.

Her nose flared briefly, and her ears flicked, before she peered up at him. Those horns...]

It looks as if you shoved right through in a hurry.

If I didn't know better, you came up with a reason to see me.

[She's teasing of course, but she's smiling, a little.]

It's good to see you Eren. Did you want a quick fix, or do you have some time to sit for awhile?

[usurpers]

[ huff!!! what blasphemous teasing. ]

I don’t need a reason to see you.

[ she wasn’t wrong about the rush. sometimes mikasa would just appear and he’d have to skidoo. his own ears react to the remark more than his facial expression does, the scales on his ears going a tad more red while they lower into a brief, brief flick.

maybe dragging the closest stool over with a clatter to sit in was more than enough of an answer, looking funny when his knees bend. it’s too small for him but he’s sitting on it anyway, it wasn’t as if his posture was perfect to begin with! ]

There’s no rush. We can catch up while we’re at it.

C - Sweet Chimera

[spaghettimonster]

[Papyrus looks up at the wave, and waves in reply. He's at a table covered in fabric, folding up the materials to tuck back into baskets.]

Everything's going great! People love knowing how to alter their clothes. Some just want to learn the basics... But I'm sure they'll find something that speaks to them!

[Some of the example clothes on the table are the sorts of things one might expect, of people from Dorchacht or Aefenglom. Other things are... Well, take the shirt he's wearing in demonstration. Short sleeved, colorful, with a two word motto on it. There's signs of other similar things, with other mottos or even an embroidered skull filling the front.

But, aside from the fabric he's cleaning up, there's no sign of explosions in here.]

[showsnopiety]

Most don't know more then the basic skill sets, if at all. Maybe they can learn more, someday.

[So this is...Papyrus? He was a lively one. Did his shirt really say Utterly Rad?

...is that an embroidered skull? She has. A few regrets in coming up and trying to help with folding cloths.]

When they...discover their style.

[spaghettimonster]

That's true! They're not used to thinking so fashionably.

[It really does say UTTERLY RAD, yes.

His questionably fashionable choices aside, most things are altered well enough to be useful demonstrations. Just... very lively.

And then, who knows. They might come around to liking cool skulls and fire designs. Or, or fish, or stars. Or those gentle flower patterns, like pillows have.

Clothing Alteration

[loadme]

[Being that it was her first time inside, Monika was more interested in what the store had to offer. She was interested in not only finding something new to wear, but also taking what the city had to offer and put a more modern and stylish spin to it. Not that she had any talent in sewing or alterations.

Oh no, she wouldn't know the first thing about that.

But that's where this business could hopefully come in!]

Do have some samples of your work?

[showsnopiety]

Oh, certainly. Would you like to see the samples I've made for humans or monsters?

I also do commission work of animal ear hoodies for both client types, if you're interested in those.

[Who wouldn't want one they're adorable.]

[loadme]

[You immediately have her attention.]

Oh, yes, I'm definitely interested in seeing your samples!

Do you have any for a fae? My girlfriend's wings have finally grown, so we're needing to make adjustments for those.

Aefenglom, B: Clothing Alteration

[mensrea]

[ Still unaccustomed to seeing fully transformed Monsters, Stiles does a double-take when the Chimera greets him. Considering her hair color and the wings, she could almost pass for an alien angel – and if she’s able to help him with his wardrobe, he’ll vouch for her as one. ]

Please, [ he says desperately, approaching the counter. ] I can’t stand the clothes here anymore. I don’t want to dress like some protagonist from a trashy romance novel that sells for ninety-nine cents in the gas station! I need my sweatshirts and hoodies. You’ve got to help me.

[ The way he speaks, it sounds like this is a legitimate life-or-death matter for Stiles. ]

[showsnopiety]

[She might even look more of the alien part with her golden eyes. But she's good without being called an alien. She has other ways to shake people up.]

H'oh? You don't like Victorian attire?

[She leaned over the counter. Which was a little awkward, since it was a little high for her to comfortably do it, but she's committed, so.]

You're in luck. I may be the only person who can create what you're asking for. A few questions though.

Do you have a need for sweatpants, and will there be any transformations in your future?

c

[extirpator]

[ his head perks up at the sound of her voice — before him is a pot of stew, vibrant with carrots, potatoes and meat. it smelt of herbs and home, now coming to a comfortable boil.

nier gestures a spoonful towards her. ]

Yeah. [ it’s said with an amiable smile. ] They liked this stew the best. Try some.

[showsnopiety]

[Oh, it did smell nice. Comfortable even, and nostalgic. Her ears flickered, her eyes flicking up towards his face.]

I can see why. It smells...comforting.

[Homey even. After blowing on it gently, she took a careful bite. She hadn't expected anything good but...

Oh. Well then. This was a pleasant surprise.]

sweet chimera!

[cardtrick]

[ As if Trucy would set anything on fire. She is perfectly innocent!

... Okay so maybe that isn't true either, but in this case she's been working hard on teaching people how to sew up tears in their clothes. ]

We've got it all sewn up here!

[ Badum-tiss. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Caren sighed, and her ears flattened, showing the spots on the back of them. She should have expected puns....she really should have.]

Indeed.

No pricking then? I hope there hasn't been bleeding.

c. sweet chimera

[boneofsword]

[The kitchen was lively, and Archer even wasn't scowling much. He's been in the middle of explaining the basics of stew making and choosing the right ingredients. Not everyone is wealthy enough to get all the ingredients or spices, so having an idea which ingredients are fine to mix and which aren't is useful. Not that Archer actually says so. He merely points out that seasonal vegetables differ and that some spices can be substituted, as he explains the recipe step by step with surprising patience.

When Caren enters the kitchen Archer just nods. Each group of two is cooking their own versions of stew they will take with them.]

Good day to you too. Everything is going well.

[No explosions here so far, nothing's burning. His students seem eager to try their newfound skills.]

[showsnopiety]

[Archer, she could at least trust not to blow up the kitchen. The students...not so much. But the fact that he's doing cooking in a way that it's attainable for everyone- she approves. ]

Good. I expected it to, with you at the helm.

[That's high praise from her, since with most everyone else...she's wary and trying not to just take control of everything. But seeing him so comfortable has her face soften- and she tries to cover it up with a more neutral position.]

But I wanted to make sure everything was all right.

B)

[silentsavant]

[Soren can be found making similar rounds throughout Dorchacht: passing through the streets, checking up on the new Coven's progress and keeping in touch with the Wilders, speaking with guards and locals alike. The library is another place he is likely to show up with some frequency, be it for his own personal reference or to offer some assistance. He finds Caren by the help desk and they happen to meet eyes instantly. He stops.

His face screws up a slight degree. After all, the last he'd seen her had been...

The black dragon averts his eyes, knowing how his discomfiture is helplessly revealing itself to her. He could always just keep moving, but he's a bit hemmed in and cannot avoid her without going out of his way to do so. Besides, he remembers spying a few requests she'd put up on the quest board. He crosses his arms tightly to himself and salvages some thin composure to shield his embarrassment at how she shares in the faint and frantic memory of being bundled in the only softness he knew during that nightmarish hardship.]

...Hello, Caren. Keeping busy?

[showsnopiety]

[Oh, this is a surprise. Her ears twitch forward in interest, and she takes him in. He looks better then before but then-that's a pretty low bar.

And...oh. He's remembering what he did, isn't he? He might as well start sputtering and going red. But her expression was calm, and she didn't look at his neck or anything to tip people off.

Instead, her expression was neutral, if only having her ears perked forward, showing her interest and curiosity.]

Quite, yes. If I'm not checking with one thing, it's another. But it's mostly monitoring.

And yourself? Have you been keeping well?

[His color is better, she thinks. But is he tired? Maybe.]