[ He had been tucking the phone away as he turned his attention to the suitcase, brows raising as he stared at it with a brief flash of owl-eyed curiosity. What in the Weapons Development--
He leaned over at the waist to get a closer look. ]
Oh shit, that's neat, yo. Are these common back where you're from?
But yeah, how about some fried clams to snack on? Shrimp's fine if you're not a fan of clams.
[ He stood upright again as he held the door open. ]
I'm not gonna complain if she gets carried away, I could use a little fussing over. It's been a minute.
[She wiggles and chips more at Reno in greeting, almost like she's preening under the attention.] That said, her core was taken from the constructs of an ancient civilization, so I suppose you could say that the Primal Constructs are a little like her...?
[Hm. Now that's something to consider...Kaveh almost doesn't hear the question about food.]
Oh! Clams aren't too common in Sumeru, but I could go for some shrimp...there's no reason not to get both if you really want the clams, though.
[Kaveh slips in the door and is immediately greeted with great enthusiasm. The seamstress is looking at Reno with the same expression a cat gives a brand new toy. Good luck, buddy!]
Not that I'd recommend it...ever. But damn if you wouldn't have one hell of a place at ShinRa making things like that.
[ Mehrak was a cute little thing. He wiggled a finger at it before standing upright. ]
Hm? Nah, just shrimp's fine, probably better not to so I don't get grease every--
[ He followed in behind Kaveh, at first casually and easily, unaware of what, exactly, he was walking himself into. When he met eyes with the seamstress, Reno paused and pursed his lips, staring back with an almost owl-eyed, frail smile that knew. ]
...Yeah, alright I asked for this.
[ The door closed behind him and shoved him the rest of the way in. ]
Reno--pleasure. Just be gentle, yo. I'm new to anything that's not a black suit.
[ He slid his hand easily into hers to shake, but she was just as slippery as she was eager, easily weaving herself around the duo afterwards to give them thorough once-overs. She, maybe, was also asking Kaveh if he wanted something matching, or had any interest in a few new pieces she'd put together. ]
["ohhh, don't worry, we'll make sure you look wonderful!"]
If you object to wearing a dress, you may wish to speak up about that now, Reno.
[He does look at the seamstress herself with a smile. He's not going to match--Reno is not his husband, madam, you know this, you made the wedding suits--but he wouldn't mind seeing what's new in. Mehrak has, fortunately, taken their orders and floated back out the door, so lunch is probably forthcoming soon.]
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He leaned over at the waist to get a closer look. ]
Oh shit, that's neat, yo. Are these common back where you're from?
But yeah, how about some fried clams to snack on? Shrimp's fine if you're not a fan of clams.
[ He stood upright again as he held the door open. ]
I'm not gonna complain if she gets carried away, I could use a little fussing over. It's been a minute.
noooo not detention!
[She wiggles and chips more at Reno in greeting, almost like she's preening under the attention.] That said, her core was taken from the constructs of an ancient civilization, so I suppose you could say that the Primal Constructs are a little like her...?
[Hm. Now that's something to consider...Kaveh almost doesn't hear the question about food.]
Oh! Clams aren't too common in Sumeru, but I could go for some shrimp...there's no reason not to get both if you really want the clams, though.
[Kaveh slips in the door and is immediately greeted with great enthusiasm. The seamstress is looking at Reno with the same expression a cat gives a brand new toy. Good luck, buddy!]
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[ Mehrak was a cute little thing. He wiggled a finger at it before standing upright. ]
Hm? Nah, just shrimp's fine, probably better not to so I don't get grease every--
[ He followed in behind Kaveh, at first casually and easily, unaware of what, exactly, he was walking himself into. When he met eyes with the seamstress, Reno paused and pursed his lips, staring back with an almost owl-eyed, frail smile that knew. ]
...Yeah, alright I asked for this.
[ The door closed behind him and shoved him the rest of the way in. ]
Reno--pleasure. Just be gentle, yo. I'm new to anything that's not a black suit.
[ He slid his hand easily into hers to shake, but she was just as slippery as she was eager, easily weaving herself around the duo afterwards to give them thorough once-overs. She, maybe, was also asking Kaveh if he wanted something matching, or had any interest in a few new pieces she'd put together. ]
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If you object to wearing a dress, you may wish to speak up about that now, Reno.
[He does look at the seamstress herself with a smile. He's not going to match--Reno is not his husband, madam, you know this, you made the wedding suits--but he wouldn't mind seeing what's new in. Mehrak has, fortunately, taken their orders and floated back out the door, so lunch is probably forthcoming soon.]
What's ShinRa?