[wii shopping music bassboosted]

[spelleton]

Who: Héctor, Avery, Valvatorez, Jailbreak, Grimm, Ekkehardt
What: Tacky clothing, tacky costumes, and Friendship Was A Mistake Actually
When: Mid-October at some point
Where: Soleil
Warnings: Characters getting drunk to varying degrees, I think? I'll warn for anything else as it comes up, if it does come up.
Notes: yeah

It's October, and as Soleil is absolutely in on the whole 'spooky supernatural thing', they tend to take Halloween a bit more seriously as an occasion than other towns might.

There's plenty of excitingly colourful clothing. Even better, there's plenty of excitingly colourful costumes, ranging from 'good' to 'somewhat decent' to 'unashamedly tacky'. The only real struggle is picking where to go, and who gets goaded/dared/pressured into wearing something awful first.

Comments

[fireindreams]

[The matter of why Grimm has scissors is a tale he is willing to tell...at least until Jail distracts him with her idea.]

That sounds absolutely perfect.

[His predecessor wore something similar and Grimm had loved the look, even if it was not something he carried on when he became Troupe Master. But still, it was delightful and would look good on Jail.]

I may have some thread if you wish to pin it there forever. Of course, removable sleeves would be useful too.

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail gives this due consideration.] Eh, fuck it. [...for about five seconds.]

Let's go for it. If it looks weird, we can always rip the thread out.

[As though "looking weird" is a problem for anyone on this shopping trip.]

[fireindreams]

[Grimm snorts at the quickness of Jail's decision. But he absolutely does not mind and holds out a small spool of thread that matches the clothing. It, at least, won't look out of place.

It's odd but some habits from when he worked backstage still lingered, like keeping some on hand in case someone's costume ripped. Or if an alternation was needed, in this case.]

This should be enough even with a mistake or two. Please let me know what I should do and I will have it done.

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail holds up the jacket, pinning it to the shoulders of the shirt. They haven't even bought this thing yet. The employees at this store can't possibly be getting paid enough to deal with this.]

I'm thinking stitching it together here and here, see?

[fireindreams]

[They absolutely are not paid enough. And it was bad enough when it was just Grimm and Ekkehardt.]

Wonderful. Now hold it still and I will get to work.

[He's pretty fast so it won't take long. But more importantly Grimm can talk at the same time.]

Perhaps I should find some clothing here to alter for Ekkehardt and Avery. It would be an entertaining time.

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail ponders this.]

Atchison might appreciate a good cape, I could definitely see him as a cape man. Ekkehardt, I dunno...

[She snaps her fingers in realization.]

Wait, shit, I got it- corsets. Dude's definitely got the style for corsets.

[And no lungs to crush, so that's a bonus.]

[fireindreams]

Yes. Perhaps a long, fur-trimmed one. I believe I saw a lovely purple one elsewhere...

[And he breaks out a grin and that image.]

Yes. Absolutely. We should find the both of them to try this out. They would look good together.

[He still has not forgotten that dance in the dream, after all.]

[nor_iron_bars]

Fuck yes.

[Jail grins wickedly, meeting Grimm's eyes with an expression clearly signaling imminent shenanigans. Just like he remembers the dance, she remembers the hunt- and Ekkehardt's little admission during it.]

[She ships it hard.]

[fireindreams]

[Grimm sadly was out of commission during the Hunt. But he certainly knows the look that signals shenanigans. He loves shenanigans.]

Then after we are finished this little project, let us go find our dear friends. It'll be fun.

[nor_iron_bars]

[See, this is why you need to gossip with Jail more, Grimm. She has the deets.]

Bet you a dollar I can get a cape on Atchison without getting caught.

[Just ambush your coworker with sudden accessories, it's fine.]

[fireindreams]

[It's totally fine.]

You do not need to bet me, dear Jail. [He'd watch that for free.] But I will indeed take you up on it.

[It will be awful. He'll love it.]