[CLOSED-ISH (people can be bumped into!)] it's shopping time, girls

[strongroots]

Who: 2B (robussy) and Chizuru (tealeafs) , and their pals (including Robby's (strongroots)): Scorpia (cuddlery), Vi (faceblocks), Jinx (opheliac), Tory Nichols (abornfighter), Saeri (inkedspell), Ruby Rose (onekindsoul), Ezra (ezra_of_lothal),

--and whoever the else wants to come along, it's ok i'm not watching the door to this thread, feel free to bump into the shopping gang if u really want!!

What: We're going to BUY SOME DANG CLOTHES AND NAIL POLISH AND DO OUR LASHES!!
When: 2nd December
Where: Starting in Wilful Machine and ending in Cellar Door!
Content Warnings: N/A, will be added if/when relevant.
( toplevels: scorpia - vi - jinx - robby - 2b )

The cold weather of November and light brush of snow has smothered the streets well into chillier mornings come December, and only threatening to layer more the deeper into the month it gets. For now, the snow it...somewhat manageable; shovelled and pressed down from the busier streets by foots and hooves, and the market stalls are determined by how daring the sellers are feeling, and if luck is on their side.

Mostly, it's the time of the month when you have better luck owning a store front, putting out a light that you're accepting customers, and hope they come to you for the month.

A certain group is. Or a certain group will try. Heading to their meeting spot in the Wilful Machine is at least easy when using lamp travel, meeting them at the canals that will certainly lose their business for the month and the water freezes. Some busy work was done beforehand to find out potential visits that would be keeping their doors open, and to gather a variety in selection for tastes to be explored. After all, how can you know what you like when you don't have options?

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CLOTHING & ACCESSORIES
→ The catalogues have been changed to match the season, cloaks and warming outfits illustrated in their pages, with some examples on display and available on a rack, if you can fit into them. Tailors are all too happy to help in sharing how they can offer different colours, certain bloodstones to add warmth, or to make certain cloaks lighter, but no less effective in keeping off the cold; and oh, are you thinking about secret compartments for your blades? There's plenty.

There's always something for everyone: modest skirt-pants, turtle-neck dresses, stylised jackets, and even more colourful options. And are we going to miss out on the boots and more boots shopping? Please. Don't forget to accessorise too, from necklaces, bracelets, and whatever else might catch your eye.

HAIR, NAILS, AND SKIN
→ Finding the right outfit is good, but we can't forget the other essentials in dressing up: Yourself. Getting your hair recoloured on the spur of a day out might be too much--or, is it? There's options, from short buzz cuts to examples of what's in fashion. Some products even have paleblood in it to give hair that extra wow in the dark (and you bet hey loved the glow of the blood last month!). The same goes for the nail polishes, the selections ranging from bright to night-black to luminous. Those who offer nail products also offer to do nails right there, and even with a hand massage; and even those who will do your make-up will throw in a relaxing facial beforehand, if you find the right spot (and are willing to barter the right goods).

There's no one style for all in these establishments, with the only limits being what you dare to try and your imagination. Feeling gender-neutral today? Well, aren't you in luck.

FOOD, DRINKS, AND DANCE
→ There's the cafés along the way during this day out that may catch one's (or a few) eyes for a quick drink to warm one up, a certain smell to draw a person in (is that freshly cooked herby bread? Heck yes). But as the day goes on, the night drawing in earlier these days, there is a place to put an end to this shopping trip (and once purchases have been securely put away): dinner, drinks, and a floor for dance. People are free to come and go as they please with the group, but there's a table waiting for any to come in a nice cosy tavern, for people to show up again in their newer outfits, should they please. It's a good time for chatting, relaxing, to do it off their feet; to get rosy off some drink if that's their flavour.

And then the end of it will take them to one last stop: into Cellar Door. Their cheeks might be freezing by the time they get there, but the dance clubs are always warm and alive, buzzing as soon as you walk in. It might be busy on the dance-floor, but there's booths available, spots where those unused to the activity can get up their courage, ... or take advantage of the very pretty drinks they serve here.

Maybe it's not your scene, or you can give anything a go once -- in the end, what matters is that you had fun.

( ooc: hey gang, hope this write-up helps with making toplevels!! please feel free to bring up any fashions or styles, the above pics were just examples. There's no real set places being visited, and your character doesn't have to be around for every single thing. 👍👍 )

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[cuddlery]

[Scorpia was very eager to take part in this outing! It felt like everyone has had some rough months, or rough entire Trench lives, so a day for friends to treat themselves and feel pretty felt like a great idea! Scorpia is here to act as a guide and also help herself to feel better.

At the clothing stores, she'll be seen trying on and modeling and clothes she can find in her size, from both the stylish to the silly! Feel free to react or try to join her!

Then when it comes to hair, nails and skin-care, she just gets a trim for her short hair and styles it a little for the rest of the day. She'll provide advice for others about cosmetics, but be careful, as she might sound a bit incoherent while trying to explain things thanks to this month's Coldblood effect! Also, lacking fingers, she doesn't take part in fingernail painting, but a Trenchie tries to give her pincers a good massage anyway! She can later be seen relaxing with a cosmetic face mask on.

And finally, it's time to unwind and party with food, drinks and dance! Join her for a big meal and some drinks to help relax further. She has a high alcohol tolerance, but she'll drink enough to give her a good buzz and try to drag others out to the dance floor! Or maybe, the singer that she is, she'll try to serenade whoever's nearby instead?]

[opheliac]

( standing a little ways away with her arms folded, jinx is watching scorpia getting her hair trimmed by the hairdresser. like her, she is also having a bit of trouble when it comes to talking or expressing her thoughts. and as she watches, a worker approaches jinx and she is instantly on guard.

if this worker thinks she is going to touch her hair, she's got another thing coming. think fast, scorpia! jinx is looking like she is about to either drop kick or punch this poor sap in the face or stomach. )

[cuddlery]

[Scorpia is enjoying her little trim. Luckily as her hair hasn't gotten too out of control, it won't take much longer. She did see Jinx watching a flashed a friendly smile at her, hoping that she'd get her chance in the barber's chair! ...But only if she wanted.

She noticed another hairdresser approach Jinx and couldn't help but notice the hostile intent in Jinx's eyes. So Scorpia tries calling out to the hair dresser!]

Hey! [Scorpia calls out to her. She then says some more things, but it comes out as gibberish. And so the hairdresser leaves Jinx's side to talk to the hairdresser attending to Scorpia, both of whom are confused at what Scorpia wants. Scorpia flashes another smile at Jinx.]

[faceblocks]

[vi will never object to being dragged onto the dance floor. maybe she's the one that did some of the dragging. in any case, she's less awkward now that she's had a few drinks, but still light on her feet. she'll do a bit of a spin before shooting finger guns at scorpia, and figuring this is as good a time as any. raising her voice over the music.]

Hey, funny story: I heard you like cats.

[cuddlery]

[Good, Scorpia's excited to have a willing dance partner for a change! She's practiced dancing a good amount in this world, so she vibes along with the music and gives some playful snaps of her pincers while looking at Vi. She smiles and responds.]

Guess my secret's out! ...Although I guess it's not really a secret and more of a fun fact! Who told you?

[strongroots]

So, do you get your claws done up?

[ They've gotten clothes, accessories, all that jazz, and now is the personal sprucing up time. Except...Scorpia doesn't have what you can call nails, at all, unless you're suffering a brainfart. But those are very much claws, and while trying to stick any nail polish on those would have the bottles emptied before anyone got even halfway done...

Robby's interested in the alternatives. Look at those things! ]

[cuddlery]

Not in the same way that you would hands! [She answers with a sheepish chuckle, while clicking one pincer.]

I just have them cleaned and polished every now and then to keep them in good condition! And luckily the Trenchies here are used to treating me. Between the variety of non-human customers around and how long I've been here, I guess it all helps!

[tealeafs]

[ Chizuru may be getting the hang of clothes just a little bit more at this point. Still not much - especially for a girl who has been so sheltered within one culture all her life - but it's something.

When they arrive to their next location though.. Chizuru looks way out of her depth all over again. She's not even sure she wants to do anything to her hair, since it's always been like this.. And yet she's watching her friends go at it, Scorpia asking for her short cut with so much confidence that it almost baffles the girl as she watches from a distance.

It's not like the cut takes that long, so Chizuru just sits there in the waiting room for it to be done, and then approaches Scorpia afterwards, a question on her mind that slowly rolls off her tongue. ]

Um.. Scorpia, have you always had your hair like this..?

[ Please, Chizuru, you think she just came rolling out of the scorpion womb like that? ]

[cuddlery]

[It's nice and relaxing to just get her hair trimmed! Even if sometimes she is tempted to try growing it out, it's particularly therapeutic right now. After she's done, she raises a pincer to present her hair and answers her with a chuckle.]

Not always styled like this, no! I usually do it like this for parties and whenever I want to feel extra pretty? But if you mean generally length-wise, yeah, I usually try to keep it trimmed down to the same length. It just feels like me, you know?

[A beat, and she asks.]

How does it look?

clothing store

[inkedspell]

[Saeri has a lot of different styles she wears, from the grungy overalls she wears for most of her work, to the bold and colorful shirts she wears in various designs, to the fancier clothes she will put on for one of those parties they have sometimes. She doesn't wear the fancy clothes much anymore, and thus hasn't bothered to get any since she came back from the sea. Which of course means some of it doesn't fit properly anymore. It's what happens when you grow almost two inches.

She sighs a little, sitting in a chair. At least most of the other people look to be having fun.]

How do you manage to find clothes that fit you so good?

[faceblocks]

[vi is no longer a bundle of nerves or suffering feelings backlash this month, but she doesn't quite feel herself, and though she can put a finger on why, she'd prefer not to. what she does catch herself doing, despite having a full purse thanks to painting faces and inking bodies, is putting her fingers on the merchandise. in a way she hasn't really thought about in months. she's sly about it, waiting until everyone's otherwise occupied, and catching her sister's gaze - pocketing the piece of jewelry with a smile.

what's a little five finger discount between sisters, anyway? she saw you looking at it, jinx, so here you go: happy birthday. no one saw. probably.

did she overdress? maybe. it's the fanciest thing she's got that isn't a costume (lies, it sort of was), or her usual hunting gear, and maybe she's a little unsure about her ability to do this - she lives with sansa after all, so her internal bar is ...perhaps set too high. it's not the warmest thing, but it's fine as long as she's got a thick cloak over it. maybe it's time for a new 'fancy dress' outfit. she will definitely offer a truthful opinion on anything she's offered, or that's modeled by someone else. she can ...totally do this.

where she stops, entranced, is when she sees the glowing hair dye. she's not sure if she'd seen it before, but if she had ...how could she have missed this? she'll be super into getting a few streaks run through her longer hairs, a pale pink and a pale blue that only shows in the dark. she'll be watching the whole process very carefully, asking questions here and there, nodding, and taking notes into her omni. she won't stop here - she'll watch others get their hair done, too. no stranger to buzzing her own hair, and even a bit of a cut, she's now rethinking her options. (maybe her whole career).

what the hell, she'll go for the manicure and the makeup - but just a bit of grungy liner.

she's not used to splashing out on herself like this - unless it's food or drinks.

did someone say food? drinks? yeah, she's down for both. she'll eat anything that's pushed in front of her, and likely several helpings. double that for drinks, though she will try to show restraint here. teach her your dances! she can show off those thrillerdance moves finally without fear of ruining a party. (or single ladies, she knows that one too) and she's always up for embarrassing her sister (or you) with karaoke.

is she covering an actual mess with her sister? yes. is it awkward? absolutely. is she a bit corrupted? that's also a yes, but that's the least of her problems right now. cait showed up. she's weird about it. saeri's here. she's trying not to be weird about it. oh, yeah ...she should probably tell scorpia about her time as a cat.]

[opheliac]

( avoid, avoid, avoid. that's the mission when it comes to vi. she (and herself) is showing symptoms of corruptions and she believes if she stays out of the way, her sister will get better. there are others beyond her here and they can improve her mood better than she ever can. and besides even if she wishes to speak, it'll be in muddles anyway.

with her hands shoved deep in her half jacket pockets (gripping tight on the tissue inside in case for more nose bleeds), her attention is on some jewelry in front of her. whether she wanted it or not is up to debate, but she blinks once, twice, at her bigger sister swooping in to nab the jewelry.

and when she smiles, jinx returns it but it's skittish and unsure. it's like the two of them are back to square one when it comes to interacting. and well, she has herself to blame for that. it's like mylo's said: 'you're always screwing things up. you're such a problem. just go away already.' )

glowing hair dye

[strongroots]

If you're gonna purchase anything in here too, pick something out for Chizu and 2B. We've got more eyes in here.

[ Hopefully, he doesn't need to spell it out any further as he comes beside her, acting interested in the sample book of colours that shows what's for offer, voice low. It's trickier in here to just pocket a product quietly: they sit behind a counter on a large shelf, bottles upon bottles adorning it in a simple but eye-catching display. There's hairstylists busy, but always someone fluttering around.

It's a trickier discount, but maybe Vi's up for the challenge for some hair dye. And Robby's willing, even adding: ] Unless you've got a better gift for gab.

[ Because guess who does, and what they're going to need. ]

[tealeafs]

[ Just look at Vi over there. The outfit. The now glowing streaks of dye in her hair. She's like a fashion icon.

.. a fashion icon from a very, very different time than Chizuru's own though. Even if the girl has been getting a bit in touch with different fashion statements here in Trench, she's still way too used to her own world's fashion.. You know, which is exactly the reason why Chizuru is out here in Japanese clothes, wearing her light blue Shinsengumi haori over them for a little bit of extra warmth with how cold it is around town by now.

But it also leaves her staring. A lot. Especially when she's waiting for Vi's mini-dye job to be finished, her jaw hanging open a little when she sees Vi stand up from that chair with some glow in her hair. ]

M-Miss Vi! You look so..

[ ...

Can you tell by the way her voice trails off that she's trying really hard to think of the right word here. ]

U-Um, I mean, you stand out so much! [ She means it in a positive way, she swears-- ]

[inkedspell]

[They are trying so very hard not to be weird about all of this. Because what is there to be weird about. They just almost-maybe-but-definitely-didn't make out. No big deal.

But it's hard not to reach when Vi is dressed like that, and looking like that. The glowing hair dye is so very, very distracting. Everything about Vi today is distracting.

Except there's drinks, dancing, and karaoke. Saeri won't touch the alcohol, but she's definitely going to have some fun with the cheesy songs and dances. Saeri is really hard to embarrass so this is right up her alley.]

Dare: We randomize the song and have to sing it no matter what it is.

[opheliac]

( jinx is not at all dressed the way she should. it's december, winter, snow, and cold. but being a coldblood, jinx doesn't feel one ounce of the chill atmosphere. or if she does, it's just a very light breeze and nothing else. therefore, she is still wearing summer-like clothing -- crop top, pants and her regular boots. she did come with a hoodie, though, but the fabric is not at all fitting to fight off the cold.

she thought about reconsidering this outing. last month had been one hell of a ride and she is having a terrible time coping with everything. her relationship with her sister seems to be further in the rocks than october, the sleeper farm, caitlyn's arrival, and learning zaun could have had it all... if it wasn't for her. and her mind's been poisoning her with a lot of "it's all your fault"s, "what would silco think", and "maybe you'd be better off back in the ocean where you really belong".

her spider-monkey was the one who talked her into going. she had been showing a lot of signs of corruptions (the real reason for the hood -- is to shield away her symptoms) and a day out with nice things happening will do her some good. so he thinks. jinx doesn't believe it will, but... whatever.

on top it off since this month started, she's been having a bit of trouble forming her thoughts into words. and sometimes even forming thoughts. everything is so jumbled and she is constantly losing focus -- needing to blink rapidly to get her mind back to what's in front of her. this really blows. it looks like she'll just be silent throughout this whole trip, but... it's not really a bad thing. given everything she's been going through, what's there to talk about? nothing. it's better to just keep it all inside and let everyone else around her have their own fun. and who knows? maybe when everyone is preoccupied with each other, she can slip away and head for The Rocks. she can form her own little fortress there and camp there for the rest of the month.

so with a plan in play and towards the end of the day, jinx is letting herself loose for one last hurrah before dipping at the café. at the table, the blue haired girl is gulping down what might be her sixth large glass of alcohol then slamming it down on the counter. drink until she can't feel anything, that's her motto.

her sleeves are rolled up due to the heated flush coming on from the alcohol, and if one look closely, there's skin flakes on her arms. on the brighter side though, they were terrible before the trip started. it seemed this outing had been helpful to an extent. but it's too bad that her ghosts and demons are clutching to her shoulders to whisper reminders. )

[tealeafs]

[ Out of all possible things to see here at the end of the day, this wasn't one Chizuru anticipated, that's for sure. It's not even like she really judges anyone for drinking, because if the men of the Shinsengumi did anything back home, it was exactly that. And often in copius amounts to boot.

So at first seeing Jinx drink doesn't feel too strange, but.. well, after a while Chizuru does start wondering whether the other isn't having too much, especially when she notices the other's skin looking a little odd. Sure, that's probably not a side effect of drinking so much, but it also can't quite be.. good? Healthy?

Any of those things.

So Chizuru approaches Jinx once that sixth glass is empty, moving to sit down at her table. ]

Miss Jinx, um.. [ She pauses.

Chizuru isn't too sure whether or not it's her place to speak up here. But she's worried, so.. she's got to at least do something, right? Even if she sounds a little nervous as she speaks. ]

Don't you think you've had enough for now..?

coldblood problems.

[onekindsoul]

[Jinx isn't the only one who isn't quite dressed appropriately for the winter cold. Ruby was dressed about the same as she always was in skirt, combat boots, tights, and long cape. But as a cold blood the changes in temperature didn't really bother her either. Her skin was a shade or two more pale than normal and there was some smudges of black in the whites of her eyes. An early sign of some corruption herself.

But even with that she sort of noticed how the other girl was keeping herself a little distanced from the rest of the group. Ruby took it upon herself to slide in and give her a nudge with an elbow.

Don't mind her as she just gives a light little smile of support instead of saying anything.

She's not going to jumble up her words either.]

[inkedspell]

[Jinx being there for this does change things a little, for Saeri. They don't know each other very well, except she's Vi's sister and more than a little on the side of unhinged. She didn't expect her to be this quiet though, not after what she's seen of her around the network and after talking to her directly.

So she's more careful than normal. She isn't trying to cause some issue and ruin the outing Robby put all this work into. Best behavior right here.

Then the ironic boon happens. They mess up her order at the café. Like it's the wrong order entirely. With so many people there, they were bound to have some mix ups, but the girl behind the counter is so apologetic. They tell her to keep the original but make her the one she asked for, too. And she got complimentary pretzels! It's so much caffeine, she'd probably give herself heart-palpitations drinking both of them, so out of the goodness of her heart--more like being careful with her heart, old habits sometimes die hard--she's gonna share. She thinks about giving some to Robby or Vi, but...

She sees Jinx sitting there, downing the drinks like they're water. Walks over and sets one of the pretzels on the table in front of her.]

They gave me an extra, want it?

[strongroots]

[ This is, what you might call, a very gender-slanted day trip. But that's....fine, with Robby. Fine in that he's out here, isn't he? Even if he has to be careful about how much he moves one of his arms, rested in a sling. And he knows this isn't going to be some cliché movie scene where it's all fluffy dresses and lace thrown around, and he'll be their bag boy (oh god, actually, that might be the thing), but he's still out of his element, a certain stage of this shopping adventure lurking in his mind... ]

1; clothes

[ But first are the clothes, which are relatively easy-going. Tory has constructed some of his wardrobe and more from memory (thanks, babe), and he's never thought to go out to get more than boots. The clothing options are always...something: some fine, others more outside Robby's wheelhouse than the last. He has no eye for fashion, except what will help him blend into situations as needed.

So if he's caught looking at anything, either available on display or in the books, he'll be a careful laugh, and honesty: ] I don't know how wild to get.

[ But he'll also happily be there to observe anyone else's picks, try-ons. He's keeping a particular eye on 2B and Chizuru, will have suggestions (and is on the lookout for clothes without buttons, for the latter). Encouraging them to look at jewellery, and even helping with the clasps.

("They'd look like this," he shows Chizuru with earrings and a mirror, the way they'd hang if she had piercings.) ]

2; make-up

[ But eventually comes... the make-over. When it comes to the nails, oh, he'll do it. There's a folder of nail samples, a variety of colours, and please don't even think he's going to start flipping through it. But he will come over to another, say, ] So- I can just get black? [ without a single other thought.

(But should he just get black? Look at all those options...!)

He has less thought than when it comes to the actual make-up. Honestly, he'll be standing around when options are being looked at, more confused than embarrassed, and to anyone who looks at him-- ] I mean... do I need it?

[ He doesn't... right? Look at this fool, who doesn't know lashes can make even a guy's eyes pop. ]

3; café break

[ But he'll be happy for a break in all this, taking a stop at one of the open cafés -- which are more open than most shops, a place to still be social and warm. Maybe there's a few of them there, or Robby and your character are sharing a table. He'll get a hot apple cider and some kind of snack, and ask, whoever you are: ] So? Enjoying yourself?

4; food and dance

[ But there's the meal to come, once everyone has gotten properly dressed and done up, and Robby's come the same: dressed in a dark green bordering black, and some golden accents; a high-collared jacket for the cold, and then a suit with a vest with golden needlework.

It's fancy as shit. He feels fancy as shit, hair done with curls, small highlights added with glow. He'll give the standard stand there and show off for a second, but he laughs, an ] Alright, alright, [ as he gets over that quick and slumps into a seat, carrying none of the pomp that his outfit gives him.

Robby isn't much of a drinker, but he'll get one for this dinner, lift the mug in a faux good wishes. ] Here's to a good night before Trench finds a new way not to give us a break.

[ It's given with enough amusement not to make it a real downer. Hear hear, to good times despite Trench's shit.

But now--now here's the real fun of the night. Granted, more of a fun he's been getting used to having between him and Tory, than one he usually indulges in. But dancing? Robby is not afraid of a dance. And he'll surely owe Tory one (maybe two), but he also won't let certain people be wallflowers, or have anyone go out there alone.

So, anyone holding back? He'll give an offer with a grin, ] Want me to show you a few moves? [ or come back and join you, saying over the music: ]

The secret's just to pretend to know what you're doing, and have fun.

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[tealeafs]

[ Chizuru is being a good sport here. Because she knows that a lot of this is Robby doing this for her - and she doesn't want to waste all of that good will being thrown her way, even if looking at so many styling options that are so far outside of her comfort zone is pretty wild to a girl like Chizuru.

But here she is. Actually looking at jewelry, despite being a girl who has never worn anything more than just hair accessoires. Kind of overwhelmed by the sheer amount of options out there, though Robby deciding to be her personal jewelry assistant and pre-selecting things for her to look at helps a little bit.

.. though she realises there's one problem as she looks into the mirror. ]

Those are very pretty..

[ She'll admit that. But the way her voice trails off indicates she's still thinking, and Chizuru moves up a hand to gently squeeze her earlobe between two fingers. ]

But is the only way to wear those really to pierce your ears? [ It's not even that she's scared of it, it's just that there's a Bigger Problem, making her shoot an unsure look in the boy's direction. ]

1!

[robussy]

[ robby, best boy. best boy of all the land. taking his time to take the girls out for shopping is just . . . oh, chef kiss. you're a winner. alas, 2B probably looks as displaced as robby himself when it comes to fashion. having your own choice in the matter when you've always known a uniform was . . . quite difficult! but she's done it before, with pod's help. she could do it a second time.

but she's out to look for something specific. a long-sleeved blouse catches her attention (finally, finally 2B is actually showing bold interest in something!!), and lifting the fallen sleeves from its display rack prompts this pearl from her: ]

A t-shirt.

[ 😭 ]

2

[faceblocks]

[vi is now sporting a similar black manicure, though the middle finger of each hand is painted a bright color, one pink one blue - all the better to match the streaks in her hair that will be visible in the club.]

Need it? Nah, but you know you wanna. You've got the face for it.

[she's never really had much time to explore cosmetics until the recent bout of facepainting, and isn't that what this is too? putting paint on parts of the face?]

Why the hell not, right?

[she's picking up a lash curler curiously, pumping it a few times ...with sound effects and a laugh - and a confused look at robby. yeah, she has no idea what that thing is, sorry. it looks like something from viktor's desk.]

[robussy]

[ 2B doesn't quite get most of this. any of this. as much as she may like a thing or two, most accessorizing goes right over her head. many shoppers will be able to speak to mantinova, 2B's pearly white orchid mantis omen that seems to eagerly encourage others to show her sleeper a good time. pod also comes along for the trip, and wouldn't be above taking your bags, should you need an extra hand!

2B takes it easy and simple when looking over clothes and high-heeled boots (only high heels). she's not deeply enthralled with finding something that she likes, found mostly observing how the other woman act. not that she should act like them, but— it reminds her that they're quite different from each other. she doesn't even know what she should be looking for beyond a dress that isn't much different from her own, or maybe . . . ah, here. for moments and moments on end, 2B may be found staring at shirts with short sleeves, stuffed all the way in the back of the shop's stocks. it's not hot enough for summer trims, but even so— it's what she finally reaches out for, to touch a black laced blouse with a lingering, tentative fondness.

make up and nails—? hand massages? 2B only watches at a bit of a distance for this one, folding her hands over her front and not exactly . . . interested? she's not interested. it's supposed to make you look more beautiful, she knows, but it's not a priority for her. much less allow someone to massage her hands, her primary tool for work, or paint her nails (something with no purpose other than aesthetic, plus she uses gloves more often than not. painting them would lose purpose quickly). mantinova eggs her on and she seems to ignore until the insect is practically begging you to get 2B to try it.

at least, when it comes to getting hair done, there's a bit more interest shown, in the fact that she actually looks at the activity going on for more than a few seconds at a time. it reminds her of the girls she saw braiding their hair in trench's darkest dimension. she'll only allow a bit of a trim, down from a bob to a pixie cut. the colors are . . . well, catching, especially a clean pastel purple that she seems to eye with more intention than the others. when it comes to glow-in-the-dark colors though, 2B shakes her head and rejects. no.

no! she'd much prefer to look at floral headbands.

oh, and what of drink and dance? you've guessed correctly in assuming that 2B will just fall back as an observer rather than someone taking part. she has quite the aura. there may be just one thing that she hovers towards out of rare indulgence, and that is something daniel taught her: tea. warm beverages, although this time there's no tea. either cocoa or cider is on the menu.

she's . . . considering :O!!!! ]

[faceblocks]

[vi has spent way too much time watching everything about the hair portion of this trip. fine, yes, she'll do other things, eventually, but don't think she didn't see 2b eye those headbands. that haircolor.]

You know, that one would look pretty cool.

[she points to a dark floral band with some plum and lavender tones in it.]

Especially if you decide on the purple hair.