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daybreakacademy2019-05-25 10:52 pm
fireindreams) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-05-25 10:52 pm
Get In Losers, We're Going Shopping
Who: Grimm and Ekkehardt
What: An attempt to get Ekkehardt out for some R&R and hopefully decompress a little. Cue the shopping montage.
When: Sometime after the Faculty In-Service.
Where: Centre Trois.
Warnings: Terrible fashion decisions.
[From the time Grimm has spent with Ekkehardt, he's known the other man to be incredibly hard working. He may tease the mage about it on occasion but he did genuinely admire the focus it must take to stay on task as much as Ekkehardt did. Although it certainly had its drawbacks.
First was the mission to that museum. From what Grimm understood of the aftermath, there had been some trouble but at the very least nobody died. Yet it was the first time he heard of Ekkehardt shutting himself in his room the second he got back.
Next was whatever happened during the Faculty meeting. Grimm had obligations elsewhere so he could not attend but what he heard later on was certainly...concerning. Both the news delivered and what happened afterwords.
Things were building up to something, something that neither Grimm nor the voice within him could foresee but knew were inevitable in the coming days. Yet it was not something he wanted to focus on for now, however. A break was something everyone needed, particularly his friend.
And that is how both him and Ekkehardt ended up elbows deep in one of the clothing stores within Centre Trois. Shopping for clothing, even if it was just trying to find the ugliest outfit possible, oftentimes made Grimm at least feel a little relaxed. What not many people may know is that Grimm was actually very good at finding outfits. Having done backstage work for years when he first joined the Grimm Troupe certainly helped.
But he is not working. Instead Grimm holds up this "charming" number and looks at Ekkehardt.]
So.
[He's not bothering to hide his smile.]
What: An attempt to get Ekkehardt out for some R&R and hopefully decompress a little. Cue the shopping montage.
When: Sometime after the Faculty In-Service.
Where: Centre Trois.
Warnings: Terrible fashion decisions.
[From the time Grimm has spent with Ekkehardt, he's known the other man to be incredibly hard working. He may tease the mage about it on occasion but he did genuinely admire the focus it must take to stay on task as much as Ekkehardt did. Although it certainly had its drawbacks.
First was the mission to that museum. From what Grimm understood of the aftermath, there had been some trouble but at the very least nobody died. Yet it was the first time he heard of Ekkehardt shutting himself in his room the second he got back.
Next was whatever happened during the Faculty meeting. Grimm had obligations elsewhere so he could not attend but what he heard later on was certainly...concerning. Both the news delivered and what happened afterwords.
Things were building up to something, something that neither Grimm nor the voice within him could foresee but knew were inevitable in the coming days. Yet it was not something he wanted to focus on for now, however. A break was something everyone needed, particularly his friend.
And that is how both him and Ekkehardt ended up elbows deep in one of the clothing stores within Centre Trois. Shopping for clothing, even if it was just trying to find the ugliest outfit possible, oftentimes made Grimm at least feel a little relaxed. What not many people may know is that Grimm was actually very good at finding outfits. Having done backstage work for years when he first joined the Grimm Troupe certainly helped.
But he is not working. Instead Grimm holds up this "charming" number and looks at Ekkehardt.]
So.
[He's not bothering to hide his smile.]
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Shopping trips like this were one such activity, and why he hadn't protested that much when Grimm had refused to take no for an answer and dragged him out to do...this.
He squints. ]
Is that a vote for 'terrible outfit' or 'something you want to keep'? I can never tell with you.
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[And with that oh-so-helpful answer, Grimm tosses the sweater into his keep basket.
He is the Master of an entire clan of Vampires, older then most and knows full well how to dress to impress. But he's also long since stopped caring what others think. So terrible fashion choices. Both him and the Nightmare King have to get their entertainment somewhere.]
Now for you, my friend...
[Grimm holds up this atrocity.]
It brings out the color in your eyes.
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That looks horrendous. It's not even close to Christmas yet. [ He takes it anyway, holding it up. ] You actually want me to try this on?
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I would be delighted to see it on you. And if you desire, I will wear whatever you choose next for me.
[It is only fair. Ekkehardt's choices have been sensible ones for Grimm thus far, but it'd be rude to turn down a..."unique" outfit while asking for this.]
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[ His voice is deadpan. It's a 50/50 chance that he'll actually do it, or default back to picking sensible clothing, but as always, he makes an effort despite his better judgement.
He shrugs off his jacket and puts on the sweater, fussing with the sleeves. It remains incredibly tacky. About the only thing that's good about it is that it seems to fit him more or less perfectly.
He glances at one of the mirrors available and grimaces a little. ]
There. Tell me I don't have to wear this for long.
[ As if he couldn't just refuse to wear it himself. ]
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[The fifty/fifty chance always made things more interesting, but that may be Grimm's habit of flirting with death talking - not so extreme while shopping for clothing but where there are two options, there are more possibilities of something happening he cannot predict.
The sweater is predictably hideous and Grimm loves it. Ekkehardt's glamour is amusing and the sweater just makes it better. Well, ""better"", but he has long accepted his sense of humor is weird. On to more important matters.
Like using his cellphone to snap a picture.]
As long as it takes me to post this, really.
[Is Grimm joking? Does Ekkehardt really want to find out if he is or isn't?]
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[ You can tell Ekkehardt's had a rough month when he starts a sentence and then just...looks defeated and doesn't finish it.
(It's a good thing Grimm dragged him out here, really.)
His shoulders slump a little. ]
I get to choose your next two outfits.
[ He sounds resigned. ]
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To that, Grimm's smile widens.]
Of course, my friend. Anything you desire I'll wear. I promise.
[It is a silly thing to make a promise for, but Grimm is serious. Whatever Ekkehardt chooses, Grimm will not back out of. And if he wants a photo of the occasion then that is possible too.]
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[ Once Grimm has finished taking pictures, he takes off the sweater. Not bothering to put his jacket back on, he slings it over his shoulder and rustles around for a bit.
He pulls out a striking turtleneck and holds it out to Grimm silently. ]
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But that turtleneck is certainly a contender. Grimm makes a face but it's obviously only for dramatic's sake because he's clearly attempting to suppress a smile.]
That is offensive to the eyes.
[And as always, it is not so clear if Grimm means he likes it or not. Popping the clasp of his cloak open, Grimm takes the turtleneck and pulls it on.
It's itchy, the colors clash horribly with what he is already wearing, and Grimm feels even older then usual. But regardless, he strikes a pose.
(This is the Vampire who seemed to approach unlife with an air of "fuck it" when needed.)]
How do I look?
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He holds up a pair of pants and two jackets. ]
Pick your poison. Or you can wear one of the jackets and the pants along with the turtleneck, I'm not fussed. But I'll be nice and let you choose just one.
[ There's a faint grin on his face. ]
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(Remember...that.
Certainly. You were around for that time period, my dear friend. Do you feel old?)
This is priceless. Absolutely priceless. The Troupe Master takes the pants and the hoodie-like jacket.]
I will be right back, my dear friend.
[And at that, Grimm teleports off to find the change room, because he still will not walk.
Coming back he looks terrible and is wearing both items along with a turtleneck, and somewhere between here and the change room he found a hat. Somewhere.
Grimm does not have his cloak so he instead bows when he reappears. Ta-da!]
I feel like a clash of colors.
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The hat is a nice touch. [ He's clearly amused. ]
And with that, I believe it's your turn again.
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But that is the last thing on his mind. Ekkehardt is smiling, amused and is relaxing. That, his friend's enjoyment, was what Grimm truly desired to see. He'd wear as many ugly outfits to see those he cares about smile.]
Why, thank you. [He makes no move to take anything off at the moment, however despite his turn being over.] Now, let us see what we have here...
[Well.]
It is red and black.
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[ Says the man who dresses like he stepped out of a Victorian gothic horror novel.
Still, he disappears off to the changing rooms in a more mundane way than Grimm (he has many talents, but teleportation isn't among them). When he comes back, well...
He certainly is red and black, that's for sure. The faintly unimpressed look on his face does not seem to indicate that he considers it an improvement on his usual wear.
He holds up a scarf for Grimm's inspection. ]
It's hard to make a scarf look tacky, but I believe I found something close.
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[So says the immortal who forgot exactly how old he is and therefore nearly everyone in Daybreak is 'young' to him. Grimm watches Ekkehardt leave and resumes digging for clothing.
He has a rather dumb grin on his face when Ekkehardt comes back, although it changes to one caught between amusement and offense.]
It most certainly comes close. [And makes him crave bacon.] And you look wonderful Ekkehardt.
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[ He can't argue with that. By everyone's standards, he is young. ]
You only compliment me when I'm in horrendous clothing you made me wear. You're sending mixed signals, I think. [ He's joking, almost. He drapes the scarf over Grimm's shoulders in a rare moment of something resembling actual physical affection. ]
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[It is said in mock offence. Grimm has been thirty-five for the years he's known Ekkehardt - the Troupe Master's true age has been his worst kept secret (along with the fact he actually forgot his age).
Grimm does not draw attention to Ekkehardt's display of affection beyond a smile. It was rare when it happened and it was nice to see, but he knew from a few of his own Troupe members that putting these moments under a spotlight may not be welcome.
And it is something he can return in a moment. First-]
Shall I compliment you every time I see you then? I should not give off the impression you only look good in these clothes when you have your own unique style. It is unfair to diminish that.
[Meaning if Ekkehardt does not put a plug in it, he'll keep going. It is Grimm. Even his compliments are extra.]