(no subject) (part 2)

[initiatesnpc]

Here is an overflow log for the Black Rock, New Mexico mission! The original log is here, and the OOC information is here. Start new threads or continue old ones, this is just some more room for it to grow into.

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[invocation]

[The shopkeeper stares, and Kyouko stares, before comprehension dawns. Why wasn't this woman wearing one of the cloaking devices? Or even period appropriate clothing?

Kyouko realizes she'll have to step in before there's a way bigger problem than the matter of her paying. Reluctantly, she slams the amount down on the counter.] Here, just take it! [A pause, and she grabs some candy in addition to the jar of fruit preserves.] I'm taking this too!

[From there, she attempts to steer Saber out of the little shop. She whispers, in a low hiss:] What the hell are you wearing? You're gonna get us shot.

[autocratic]

[ Saber allows her arm to be pulled with an arched brow at the girl's sudden audacity. When they are far enough away from prying eyes and ears, Saber will dig her heels into the ground, and Kyouko may find it difficult to even move Saber once she does so. ]

Now why would my appearance warrant such? Most would think me among the upper class women for this time. Simply wearing a far more elaborate dress than they normally would.

[ She even says this all with a sort of indifferent, slightly superior tone. ]

You seemed to have resolved your "problem," whatever it was, when I arrived, however.

[invocation]

[After a bit of futile tugging, Kyouko gives up, with an annoyed huff. She does take a closer look at Saber's clothing however, and eventually comes up with a deadpan assessment.]

Are you kidding? You're not wearing enough for that. Have you seen the frumpy stuff these ladies wear?

[She frowns and fishes in the little knapsack she's carrying, until she comes up with a piece of hard candy, which she immediately pops into her mouth.] It wasn't a problem. I was gonna talk that old guy down.

[autocratic]

Of course. Even then, I highly doubt many of those garments would match the quality that makes up my own dress. They compensate that fact with more layers than is necessary.

[ Harrumph. Saber crosses her arms and regards Kyouko eating the candy for a moment. ]

Crudely, I would think. And you worried that we would get shot at with my dress.