(8:43:19 AM) You have just entered room "planewalkers."
(8:46:19 AM) ChristianCord has entered the room.
(8:46:23 AM) besyanteo has entered the room.
ChristianCord (8:46:58 AM): ('allo)
ChristianCord (8:47:09 AM): <Magpie>
besyanteo (8:47:12 AM): Hey. Still working on my thing for Chris, done soon
Idran1701 (8:47:15 AM): (Hey all. Once Bes makes a post, we'll be starting.)
Idran1701 (8:47:18 AM): (It'll be a few minutes.)
ChristianCord (8:47:35 AM): (Roger that, gotta start prepping dinner and eventual lunch-box for tonight, but I'll be posting while doing so)
besyanteo (9:04:00 AM): (brb for a few more minuts, and then we can start)
Idran1701 (9:04:07 AM): (Right)
ChristianCord (9:05:20 AM): (okie-dokie)
(9:08:41 AM) besyanteo has left the room.
(9:10:42 AM) besyanteo has entered the room.
besyanteo (9:10:49 AM): (testing)
besyanteo (9:10:54 AM): (Am I here?)
ChristianCord (9:11:01 AM): (welcome back, yes you are :-D)
Idran1701 (9:11:03 AM): (You are!)
besyanteo (9:11:07 AM): (Ah, good)
besyanteo (9:11:15 AM): (Ready)
ChristianCord (9:11:31 AM): (ready)
Idran1701 (9:11:33 AM): <Beginning!>
besyanteo (9:12:15 AM): *So, where are we then?*
Idran1701 (9:12:19 AM): *It's about 4 days after the challenge issued to Oringr, and Lorraine has been quite busy arranging her own contributions to the challenge, while simultaneously keeping an eye on Thomason; though last she heard, he was about done with whatever it was*
Idran1701 (9:13:46 AM): *Today, as she heads from one place to another (whatever those places may be), she happens to pass near a tailor's square*
Idran1701 (9:14:46 AM): *And though otherwise it might pass her interest, something happens to pique her notice: one of the clothing dummies in one of the shops, seen in its display out the corner of her vision*
besyanteo (9:15:19 AM): *she glances over. What's catching her eye?*
Idran1701 (9:15:48 AM): *With a more direct view, she can tell it's the fact that it's Magpie that's mainly drawing her notice*
besyanteo (9:15:56 AM): ...
besyanteo (9:16:00 AM): o_o
besyanteo (9:16:03 AM): IM: Uhm.
besyanteo (9:16:14 AM): .... *she heads on in.*
ChristianCord (9:16:46 AM): *Magpie, indeed, is posing as a mannequin, dressed in a rather interesting piece of evening dress, obviously generously cut to allow the warforged's body-mass, although it looks distinctively odd on its androgynous body*
besyanteo (9:17:08 AM): ... Magpie?
ChristianCord (9:17:28 AM): (the dress does matches the eyes of the construct, being faintly green, but still...)
ChristianCord (9:17:56 AM): Lorraine? *the construct seems... surprised by the sudden appearance* G...Good day.
besyanteo (9:18:13 AM): .... Are you working as a mannequin?
ChristianCord (9:18:35 AM): Yes.
ChristianCord (9:19:19 AM): *the construct seems reluctant to provide further details, and it remains completely motionless, standing in a pose that would, for a woman som good... third of its weight and mess, would be deemed classy and refined, one hand raised daintly, the other placed on its hip*
ChristianCord (9:19:23 AM): *It's all rather absurd*
besyanteo (9:19:50 AM): ... Can.... can I ask why?
besyanteo (9:19:53 AM): (Gah)
besyanteo (9:20:01 AM): (Right)
Idran1701 (9:20:20 AM): (Trillian still doing that? :/)
besyanteo (9:20:28 AM): (afk)
besyanteo (9:20:31 AM): (And yes)
ChristianCord (9:20:50 AM): Yes...
ChristianCord (9:21:32 AM): (*weight and mass, and some... spelling errors're abound)
ChristianCord (9:21:41 AM): (maybe that would be a fourth anyway?)
Idran1701 (9:21:59 AM): (The exact calculation probably doesn't matter _that_ much. :P)
ChristianCord (9:22:16 AM): (It does, to me! >:C And to Magpie!)
ChristianCord (9:23:00 AM): (it weights itself every morning, wondering if perhaps it should get on a diet... or start wearing covering black. But then, black'd be too obvious... oh, the decisions, decisions. *starts carving at waist*)
Idran1701 (9:23:30 AM): (Hahaha)
ChristianCord (9:34:38 AM): *after a brief pause, the construct continues* Yes, you can ask why.
(9:56:15 AM) besyanteo has left the room.
(9:57:47 AM) besyanteo has entered the room.
ChristianCord (9:57:54 AM): (welcome back)
besyanteo (9:58:15 AM): (Thanks)
Idran1701 (9:58:17 AM): (Indeed)
ChristianCord (9:58:25 AM): (need a repost?)
besyanteo (9:58:59 AM): (last I saw was yes you can)
Idran1701 (9:59:28 AM): (Didn't miss anything)
besyanteo (9:59:37 AM): Why are you working as a mannequin?
ChristianCord (10:02:03 AM): It is... *it seems to struggle to find words, before finally admitting* I was trying to find other means of achieving funds for the challenge.
ChristianCord (10:02:20 AM): (it is pretty obvious that this is the truth... although is the construct holding something back?)
besyanteo (10:03:20 AM): ... Magpie, There are literally thousands of other ways for you to earn that money. Or you could borrow some from someone. Me, for example.
ChristianCord (10:04:38 AM): Yes, that is true... *it seems a little uncomfortable and shifts only an inch*
besyanteo (10:05:33 AM): So, I assume you chose this one for a reason. o_o
ChristianCord (10:06:04 AM): It was... offered to me. And it is... not very demanding work...
besyanteo (10:06:42 AM): IM: Huh. I wonder if it feels pretty doing this maybe?
besyanteo (10:07:22 AM): I see, I guess.
besyanteo (10:07:52 AM): How much are they payying you for your time?
ChristianCord (10:07:53 AM): Would you suggest I end this employment?
ChristianCord (10:08:26 AM): 2 Silver per hour
besyanteo (10:09:03 AM): ... Uhm. It will take ages for you to earn up the money needed at that rate, Magpie
ChristianCord (10:09:47 AM): *it does not reply, instead shifting a little, tiny bit again. Even so, with the usual statuesque stiffness it keeps, this is as if it is shifting constantly*
besyanteo (10:10:10 AM): .... Am I embarassing you Magpie? o.o;
ChristianCord (10:10:50 AM): ...I find myself somewhat uncomfortable with this situation...
ChristianCord (10:11:12 AM): *the lights in its eyes widen a bit, as if lenses refocusing*
ChristianCord (10:11:37 AM): (also, yes, work tonight. Which means I am heading off in about... 45-50 minutes)
Idran1701 (10:11:44 AM): (*nod*)
Idran1701 (10:12:11 AM): (Let us know when you've got to go and we can cut then, and try and pick up another time.)
ChristianCord (10:12:18 AM): (Will do)
ChristianCord (10:13:21 AM): I do not mean to imply that it is you who are causing this, it may be for a number of reasons, many of whom may be imperceptable by my senses.*
ChristianCord (10:13:28 AM): *sudden rambling*
besyanteo (10:14:46 AM): I'll take that as a yes, though. You seemed to be more or less fine until I came in. Uhm. If you enjoy this, then I certainly don't see any harm in it... I'll just help you out a little with money when it comes time to buy, ok?
ChristianCord (10:16:34 AM): Would it be... strange if I enjoyed this? *it turned to look at Lorraine, using the word as if unsure about its meaning*
besyanteo (10:18:47 AM): I honestly don't know, Magpie. I don't have much of a frame of reference for you... Honestly, in your position I'd find it degrading, but I'm not you. So.... Don't worry about how you think you should feel about it, and just tell me how you feel, standing there before I came in.
besyanteo (10:18:57 AM): (how you felt*)
ChristianCord (10:21:34 AM): *the construct seemed to consider the question for a long time, light fading almost to the point of darkness, Lorraine reminded once again that this was not a thing of flesh and blood, but of wood and mithril, a construction made to imitate life... or was it?* I... have some troubles putting to words these experiences. They are not familiar to me.
besyanteo (10:22:39 AM): *she nods* Alright...
ChristianCord (10:23:15 AM): Awkward... perhaps... *it pauses for a long time before it continues* I believe I enjoyed it.
besyanteo (10:24:19 AM): Well, then I'll leave you to it. See you later on, ok?
ChristianCord (10:26:59 AM): *it turns with sudden motion,* If you have the time, I would like to ask your advice later on. This business will cease trade for the day in about an hour... If it is not troublesome for you.
besyanteo (10:27:31 AM): Oh, sure! I can windowshop around here in the mean time.
ChristianCord (10:28:19 AM): *it nods, returning to its pose* Thank you, I shall be with you outside this establishment within the appointed time.
besyanteo (10:29:48 AM): Alright then, it's a date. See you then! *she walks out of the store, and will be windowshopping as stated*
Idran1701 (10:30:03 AM): (And timeskip?)
besyanteo (10:30:10 AM): (Works for me.)
ChristianCord (10:30:11 AM): (timeskip)
Idran1701 (10:30:15 AM): (Timeskip!)
Idran1701 (10:30:27 AM): *Five years have passed, and the cyborg wars have ravaged the land*
Idran1701 (10:30:32 AM): (Wait no)
ChristianCord (10:30:41 AM): (=D Woo, cyborgs)
besyanteo (10:30:43 AM): (Sarah Connor has failed us. :( )
Idran1701 (10:30:52 AM): (Okay timeskip for real :P)
besyanteo (10:31:16 AM): (Huh. I never turned off smileys. *fix*)
Idran1701 (10:31:17 AM): *An hour passes! There's plenty for Lorraine to see around here, clothing in all styles and types, fashions from across the planes*
Idran1701 (10:31:39 AM): *While she may never have thought of Mount Celestia as a source for fashion, it's amazing what people can do with gold weave*
Idran1701 (10:32:59 AM): *And some of the Baatorian work is surprisingly inoffensive too; not all of it, of course, but there seems to actually be some people with a good sense of design despite their moral outlook*
besyanteo (10:33:48 AM): (Lorraine: This cod piece is surprisingly tasteful. o.o)
Idran1701 (10:34:09 AM): *But eventually, Magpie's shop closes up for the day, freeing it from its duties for the time being*
Idran1701 (10:34:12 AM): (:P)
ChristianCord (10:35:25 AM): *Magpie comes out of the store, wearing much the same attire as it usually does... which is to say, nothing much. It's thick, worn leather-belts with weapons and pouches dangling from every possible direction, a sharp contrast to the dress it was wearing before. A thought would strike someone seeing this, folly really, that the warforged is now naked.*
ChristianCord (10:35:29 AM): (rawr)
besyanteo (10:35:58 AM): (Hawt naked robot/golem men~)
besyanteo (10:36:08 AM): (Or, well, androgyns)
ChristianCord (10:36:09 AM): (indeed)
Idran1701 (10:36:24 AM): *And as it emerges, to Lorraine's mind alone, a sense of self-pride echoes; seems that Aaron's caught himself something out on his own explorations of the area*
besyanteo (10:38:01 AM): *she can't help but smile. Aaron's mind had once been pretty alien to her; Much like Magpie's, in a way. She understood him pretty well now. She didn't have the advantage of empathy with Magpie, but maybe she could learn to understand him too.* Hey!
ChristianCord (10:39:36 AM): *Magpie notices Lorraine and raises its hand in greeting, a bundle of wine-red cloth in its left hand*
besyanteo (10:41:08 AM): IM: I wonder what that is?
ChristianCord (10:43:12 AM): *the construct approaches Lorraine and the lights in its eyes flares briefly* Good evening, Lorraine.
besyanteo (10:45:02 AM): Hey there Magpie. So, good day at work overall?
ChristianCord (10:46:17 AM): My services were much appreciated. It would appear that many customers was intrigued by the design of the dress. *it nods to itself* I hope I did not keep you waiting
besyanteo (10:46:56 AM): No, I had thigns to keep myself busy. What's that you're holding?
ChristianCord (10:47:26 AM): *it looks down at the bundle* It is... my payment
ChristianCord (10:47:41 AM): *it shuffles in embarrassment*
besyanteo (10:48:08 AM): May I? *she holds out a hand*
ChristianCord (10:49:19 AM): *it nods placantly and hands her the roll of cloth. It is of fairly good material, soft and pliable, and seems to be enough for quite some working.*
ChristianCord (10:49:26 AM): (also, leaving in a few, time for some more posts though)
Idran1701 (10:49:59 AM): (*nod* 5 minutes?)
besyanteo (10:50:28 AM): It's very pretty, and it has a ncie feel to it. Not what you told me you were getting, though. *she smirks* You want to have some things tailored for yourself, then?
ChristianCord (10:51:31 AM): (about yeah)
ChristianCord (10:52:39 AM): *it nods slowly* I... was intending to do something with it myself. I do not require sleep or sustenance to function, and I have many hours to spare because of it. If you believe I should spend these hours working, I understand and will comply...
besyanteo (10:54:36 AM): What? No.
besyanteo (10:55:02 AM): Magpie, you're kind of being a defeatist here; No one is judging you,
besyanteo (10:55:31 AM): And frankly what you do in your free time is your own business. If you want to work some cloth, do it
ChristianCord (10:56:26 AM): (And now I've got to skedaddle. I'm saving a log and we'll continue some other time, ok?)
besyanteo (10:56:43 AM): (later!)
Idran1701 (10:56:46 AM): (Sounds good to me. Later!)
ChristianCord (10:56:51 AM): (Thanks for the RP!)
ChristianCord (10:56:54 AM): </Magpie>
Idran1701 (10:56:56 AM): (Next part will feature misadventures of Thomason hopefully :O)
besyanteo (10:57:02 AM): (Heh)
besyanteo (10:57:13 AM): (Magpie and Thom. Oh man.)
Idran1701 (10:57:31 AM): (It is going to break in the brain)