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[ooc; continued from here]
If wishes could be so easily made to come true...
[Sarcasm is Albert's best friend. But upon Moran lolling again and seeming to be utterly turned around, he stops them both in the middle of the walking path. This is... Ridiculous. They could have been somewhere quiet and sheltered by now, but no. Moran is being Moran.
Wow, that's actually funny. He's well past his limit, clearly. Albert puts out an empty hand for the device, perhaps a bit eager to show off how quickly he picked up using it.]
Give it to me. I'll get us there. Or back to mine, if you're so hopeless.
If wishes could be so easily made to come true...
[Sarcasm is Albert's best friend. But upon Moran lolling again and seeming to be utterly turned around, he stops them both in the middle of the walking path. This is... Ridiculous. They could have been somewhere quiet and sheltered by now, but no. Moran is being Moran.
Wow, that's actually funny. He's well past his limit, clearly. Albert puts out an empty hand for the device, perhaps a bit eager to show off how quickly he picked up using it.]
Give it to me. I'll get us there. Or back to mine, if you're so hopeless.
Edited 2021-03-10 00:38 (UTC)
I would be a very rich man.
[ He breathes out slow as he looks down at the black screen of his device. Moran knows that it is charged, at least, and it isn't yelling at him for manna so that is also a plus. The only issue is trying to figure out how to turn it on -- his eyes squint down at it as he brings it up closer to his face. ]
Huh?
[ Moran pauses to look to Albert, then. His eyebrows shoot up when the man offers to navigate the device and he soon breathes a laugh out his nose. He extends his hand to drop it into Albert's waiting one -- and only somewhat conscious to not have it so high that it might hit his companion's fingers and smash onto the pavement below. ]
Oh? You'd actually invite me back to your place?
[ He breathes out slow as he looks down at the black screen of his device. Moran knows that it is charged, at least, and it isn't yelling at him for manna so that is also a plus. The only issue is trying to figure out how to turn it on -- his eyes squint down at it as he brings it up closer to his face. ]
Huh?
[ Moran pauses to look to Albert, then. His eyebrows shoot up when the man offers to navigate the device and he soon breathes a laugh out his nose. He extends his hand to drop it into Albert's waiting one -- and only somewhat conscious to not have it so high that it might hit his companion's fingers and smash onto the pavement below. ]
Oh? You'd actually invite me back to your place?
I would, as one might invite in a stray kitten during a frost.
[Albert takes the device after Moran's initial token effort of... staring at it and doing nothing of value. He's sober enough to turn it on, and he does glance to Moran with a smugness at the ease with which he has acquired the tech use here. It's not as bad as he expected when space was initially involved, but he did spend a good several hours figuring out his own device.
But. He forgot this part.]
Unlock it so I can pull up the location.
[Passwords.]
[Albert takes the device after Moran's initial token effort of... staring at it and doing nothing of value. He's sober enough to turn it on, and he does glance to Moran with a smugness at the ease with which he has acquired the tech use here. It's not as bad as he expected when space was initially involved, but he did spend a good several hours figuring out his own device.
But. He forgot this part.]
Unlock it so I can pull up the location.
[Passwords.]
I'd rather freeze if that's what you're likening me to.
[ There is little bite in his words as he pauses to stare at the device that is in Albert's hands. He blinks in a dazed fashion at it before drawing his eyes back up to the man's face. Unlock it? ]
What?
[ He repeats the word a few times as he looks back down at the black screen. Oh. Right. A password. Moran wonders what he would actually choose. The immediate thought that hits him is "William." But the unlock screen isn't what he expects.
Ah, shit. It has dots all over the screen. That means that he has to draw out some design using those dots. ]
What?
[ There is little bite in his words as he pauses to stare at the device that is in Albert's hands. He blinks in a dazed fashion at it before drawing his eyes back up to the man's face. Unlock it? ]
What?
[ He repeats the word a few times as he looks back down at the black screen. Oh. Right. A password. Moran wonders what he would actually choose. The immediate thought that hits him is "William." But the unlock screen isn't what he expects.
Ah, shit. It has dots all over the screen. That means that he has to draw out some design using those dots. ]
What?
Fine, then. A puppy.
[It's not like Albert can actually resist giving Moran a hard time. But, good grief, does he have to make things so damnably difficult? He doesn't remember his passcode? Seriously?]
Repeating yourself doesn't change my question.
[Okay, plan B it is. He merely reaches over to shove the device back into Moran's nearest pocket so he has a free hand to retrieve his own.]
You're lucky I'm so kind. My residence is down the next street.
[It's not like Albert can actually resist giving Moran a hard time. But, good grief, does he have to make things so damnably difficult? He doesn't remember his passcode? Seriously?]
Repeating yourself doesn't change my question.
[Okay, plan B it is. He merely reaches over to shove the device back into Moran's nearest pocket so he has a free hand to retrieve his own.]
You're lucky I'm so kind. My residence is down the next street.
[ooc; Continued from here.]
Vintage?
[Albert can only assume he'd be very vintage, once again. It seems most here are far more advanced than where he came from, though he can't say he hates it. It's fascinating.]
I'd wear a formal suit with a cravat most of the time, so yes, to a degree. I was a member of the House of Lords, and as such a certain level of dress was to be expected.
[A faint smile.]
Well, that's just for reference. I wouldn't stand on any sort of ceremony or title here.
Vintage?
[Albert can only assume he'd be very vintage, once again. It seems most here are far more advanced than where he came from, though he can't say he hates it. It's fascinating.]
I'd wear a formal suit with a cravat most of the time, so yes, to a degree. I was a member of the House of Lords, and as such a certain level of dress was to be expected.
[A faint smile.]
Well, that's just for reference. I wouldn't stand on any sort of ceremony or title here.
Nice way of saying "old-fashioned".
[Kanade's tone is joking, but...well, she's not pulling any punches where teasing people about time of origin might be concerned. Even if she'll happily help out with tech, it won't stop her calling someone old-timey or outdated if the need arises.
She pulls a bit of a face at the idea of having to be that presentable all the time, though.]
I gotta be presentable for my job, but it ain't that strict a dress code. Now that you got a chance, you should try out some other looks, there's gotta be stuff other than suits that you look good in.
[Kanade's tone is joking, but...well, she's not pulling any punches where teasing people about time of origin might be concerned. Even if she'll happily help out with tech, it won't stop her calling someone old-timey or outdated if the need arises.
She pulls a bit of a face at the idea of having to be that presentable all the time, though.]
I gotta be presentable for my job, but it ain't that strict a dress code. Now that you got a chance, you should try out some other looks, there's gotta be stuff other than suits that you look good in.
After all the nice shit I say about you...
[ He grumbles, but it doesn't sound like he means it. His eyes still fixed on the device in his hand. Really -- what would he make as his passcode? It makes sense that he'd choose this instead of numbers, though. ]
I'm lucky that you want something.
[ He lets out a sigh as the phone is taken out of his hand and tossed into his jacket pocket. The weight of it is felt immediately, but immediately ignored. ]
Or that you have some other scheme that you're thinking...
[ He grumbles, but it doesn't sound like he means it. His eyes still fixed on the device in his hand. Really -- what would he make as his passcode? It makes sense that he'd choose this instead of numbers, though. ]
I'm lucky that you want something.
[ He lets out a sigh as the phone is taken out of his hand and tossed into his jacket pocket. The weight of it is felt immediately, but immediately ignored. ]
Or that you have some other scheme that you're thinking...
Has it occurred to you that I might only want company?
[Beep boop pulling up the map to his place now. Don't ask what his passcode is, but at least he knows it.
There's not a trace of annoyance in his voice now, but a touch of amusement. Moran might be about to drop, if Albert isn't careful. It may be sad of him to want company right now, trusted company, arguably good company, but that's what Moran is. A comfort. A reminder of something distant and beloved. He's actually glad Moran is here.]
You assume so much, especially when you're drunk.
[Beep boop pulling up the map to his place now. Don't ask what his passcode is, but at least he knows it.
There's not a trace of annoyance in his voice now, but a touch of amusement. Moran might be about to drop, if Albert isn't careful. It may be sad of him to want company right now, trusted company, arguably good company, but that's what Moran is. A comfort. A reminder of something distant and beloved. He's actually glad Moran is here.]
You assume so much, especially when you're drunk.
I see. That would likely apply, then.
[He doesn't mind the joke, not on the surface. He's well aware that he's behind many times, and well aware that having a constructive attitude about it is the only way to press on.
Besides, the clothes could be worse. At least he can find nice jewel tones.]
I'm afraid I wouldn't know, but you're absolutely correct. Now is the time to try.
[Something rakish like Moran, or something comfortable like Fred... Those are far out of his usual wheelhouse and about as far afield as his mind goes. Still, he'll pull a few choice items to try on.]
Then again, would anyone blame me for staying safely to what I know works?
[He doesn't mind the joke, not on the surface. He's well aware that he's behind many times, and well aware that having a constructive attitude about it is the only way to press on.
Besides, the clothes could be worse. At least he can find nice jewel tones.]
I'm afraid I wouldn't know, but you're absolutely correct. Now is the time to try.
[Something rakish like Moran, or something comfortable like Fred... Those are far out of his usual wheelhouse and about as far afield as his mind goes. Still, he'll pull a few choice items to try on.]
Then again, would anyone blame me for staying safely to what I know works?
[Kanade makes a bit of a scrunched-up thinking face at that, making a bit of a meal of it intentionally.]
Well, I would kinda blame you for not stepping outta your comfort zone a little when you get the chance, but that might just be me. I just ain't the type to let myself get too safe.
[Despite her expression in saying it, her tone is joking, so at least she gets that it's not necessarily something everyone is going to be interested in doing.]
If you wanted to get real daring, I could even try picking out some for you.
Well, I would kinda blame you for not stepping outta your comfort zone a little when you get the chance, but that might just be me. I just ain't the type to let myself get too safe.
[Despite her expression in saying it, her tone is joking, so at least she gets that it's not necessarily something everyone is going to be interested in doing.]
If you wanted to get real daring, I could even try picking out some for you.
I assume because I am drunk.
[ His arm shoots out to point to the sky -- index finger pointing to some distant star -- before it flops back down to his side. ]
You're really here, then. [ He props his elbow onto Albert's shoulder and drops his head onto his arm. Looking at him, he seems to appraise him a little in his unclear gaze. ] It's really nice to see a familiar face... and someone who knows who I am.
[ Moran's shared a bit of who he is. It's just in pieces and nothing that would mean much to anyone; at least, that's how he views it. Straightening his posture, he lightly pats Albert's back. ]
Let's go, let's go...
[ His arm shoots out to point to the sky -- index finger pointing to some distant star -- before it flops back down to his side. ]
You're really here, then. [ He props his elbow onto Albert's shoulder and drops his head onto his arm. Looking at him, he seems to appraise him a little in his unclear gaze. ] It's really nice to see a familiar face... and someone who knows who I am.
[ Moran's shared a bit of who he is. It's just in pieces and nothing that would mean much to anyone; at least, that's how he views it. Straightening his posture, he lightly pats Albert's back. ]
Let's go, let's go...
[Must their little back and forths be so utterly nonsensical? Why do they get along best when a few drinks have greased things? Albert wonders this as Moran leans on him, nearly stumbling.]
I'd be rather lost in very particular ways if you weren't here, so I'm glad you are. I may lean on your experiences from here and home.
[He smiles, genuine and calm, and carries on walking. Maybe those drinks were a bit stout.]
Do always be yourself with me, Colonel.
I'd be rather lost in very particular ways if you weren't here, so I'm glad you are. I may lean on your experiences from here and home.
[He smiles, genuine and calm, and carries on walking. Maybe those drinks were a bit stout.]
Do always be yourself with me, Colonel.
[When you're Victorian and a noble, it's suits or tuxes for the most part, though he'd admit if pressed that he looks dashing in a smoking jacket, dressed down. Only if pressed, of course.
His face seems to light up at her suggestion, though.]
You'd take time out of your day to help me further? I'd appreciate that. I dare not be anything less than daring, if I'm to be judged harshly.
[Keeping up appearances is an art, and he's an artist about it, after all.]
By all means, lead the way.
His face seems to light up at her suggestion, though.]
You'd take time out of your day to help me further? I'd appreciate that. I dare not be anything less than daring, if I'm to be judged harshly.
[Keeping up appearances is an art, and he's an artist about it, after all.]
By all means, lead the way.
[Kanade laughs and shrugs, like it's not a big deal for her. She was here anyway, so as far as she's concerned, it lets her get a better look at what the store has at the moment while also helping someone else out.]
Don't worry about it, I was gonna be spendin' a fair bit of time here anyway. So might as well give you the grand tour and see if we can find anythin' you like that might not be what you expected.
[That said, she heads over to one of the nearby racks, picking through what's on it.]
So before I pick somethin' that just don't fit your needs, tell me if you like your stuff tighter or looser fit. If it's important you can move in it, or whatever else.
Don't worry about it, I was gonna be spendin' a fair bit of time here anyway. So might as well give you the grand tour and see if we can find anythin' you like that might not be what you expected.
[That said, she heads over to one of the nearby racks, picking through what's on it.]
So before I pick somethin' that just don't fit your needs, tell me if you like your stuff tighter or looser fit. If it's important you can move in it, or whatever else.
[Well, it is nice to see someone so laid back, so Albert can't help a little smile. He follows Kanade as she heads to another rack, looking at his own selections.]
Something in between, perhaps. Tailored, I think, is the right way to describe it. I don't have any great need to move around excessively in it, if that helps...?
Something in between, perhaps. Tailored, I think, is the right way to describe it. I don't have any great need to move around excessively in it, if that helps...?
[Kanade nods a little, flicking through anything particularly loose-fitting and going for the more narrow, tapered sort of leg looks. Rather than necessarily a massively wild silhouette, she's looking for more daring design variations on things he's already used to.]
Bespoke or whatever they call the actual tailored shit is gonna be a little pricier to get somewhere like this, though they were offerin' tailoring at a good price last month, so maybe they still got cheaper options for it too. But you can find your generic "tailored" fits in most places that sell fancy or even work stuff, so you should be good for findin' that here.
[She's found it more difficult to get stuff to her preference, honestly - they do sell some more daring and scantily cut clothes here, it's just a bit harder to find the versions of it that are to her exact needs. Like needing to move a great deal when a lot of the strapless shirts here are corset-styled.]
Bespoke or whatever they call the actual tailored shit is gonna be a little pricier to get somewhere like this, though they were offerin' tailoring at a good price last month, so maybe they still got cheaper options for it too. But you can find your generic "tailored" fits in most places that sell fancy or even work stuff, so you should be good for findin' that here.
[She's found it more difficult to get stuff to her preference, honestly - they do sell some more daring and scantily cut clothes here, it's just a bit harder to find the versions of it that are to her exact needs. Like needing to move a great deal when a lot of the strapless shirts here are corset-styled.]
[He'll appreciate the effort once he knows the methodology. As for now, he's simply peeking at what she is and isn't taking up, curious as to what she has in store. He hasn't had so many opportunities in his life to meet people vastly different from himself in particular ways, and she seems adventurous. Albert approves, really.]
Yes, I'm certain of that. Bespoke clothing may be the norm for me, but I'll grow accustomed to things here, and how they're done, at least for now. When I have the ability to do so, I really must get at least one well-tailored suit. Every man needs one, in my opinion, as you never know when a formal or business occasion might arise.
[Of course, some of these designs are going right over his head, but he won't object to bold colors, interesting shapes, or some odd symmetry.]
You must have good friends who are men, or an eye for fashion.
Yes, I'm certain of that. Bespoke clothing may be the norm for me, but I'll grow accustomed to things here, and how they're done, at least for now. When I have the ability to do so, I really must get at least one well-tailored suit. Every man needs one, in my opinion, as you never know when a formal or business occasion might arise.
[Of course, some of these designs are going right over his head, but he won't object to bold colors, interesting shapes, or some odd symmetry.]
You must have good friends who are men, or an eye for fashion.
[There's definitely some...fun textures she's picking out of the rack as she's going through. While the fit meets what he's asking, there's some shiny or metallic fabrics, the occasional sequins or sewn-on shiny accoutrements, and various other mildly out-there options being singled out. Clearly she wasn't kidding about getting him to be daring.]
Well, it might be a good time to ask, they go easier on you when you're new. [She's...probably kidding. Sort of.] Anyway, I ain't friends with that many dudes, but most of the ones I know wear this sorta shit or only slightly more casual, since I know 'em from work. And I gotta wear some pretty wild stuff myself for my job, so I guess I kinda do have an eye for it.
[Working in entertainment often has that effect on people.]
Well, it might be a good time to ask, they go easier on you when you're new. [She's...probably kidding. Sort of.] Anyway, I ain't friends with that many dudes, but most of the ones I know wear this sorta shit or only slightly more casual, since I know 'em from work. And I gotta wear some pretty wild stuff myself for my job, so I guess I kinda do have an eye for it.
[Working in entertainment often has that effect on people.]
[An eyebrow goes up at the sparkly ones, but he's definitely fine with a few bold colors and some shine. As long as she doesn't introduce him to the concept of crop tops or something, he's fine.
Daring is fine, but absurd he might draw the line at.]
A fair point; I had no idea the disparity was so extreme.
[Then he'll go get a suit after this, he decides, and it will be a nice one. For a moment, he ticks off in his head the things he has yet to buy.]
Do you mind if I ask what kind of work you do? [A pause.] Or... did?
Daring is fine, but absurd he might draw the line at.]
A fair point; I had no idea the disparity was so extreme.
[Then he'll go get a suit after this, he decides, and it will be a nice one. For a moment, he ticks off in his head the things he has yet to buy.]
Do you mind if I ask what kind of work you do? [A pause.] Or... did?
[Kanade shrugs slightly at the question, as if to say she doesn't mind answering without actually having to say that.]
I'm an idol singer mostly, but I also work for the government. Goin' out and whacking supernatural shit the normal military can't deal with, disaster cleanup, that sorta thing. Back home I gotta be all secretive about that part, but here I don't really see the point.
[She's got rules she has to follow about the weapons she uses being classified and not wanting to scare off her fans with the idea that she fights things for an actual living. But here, she doesn't have either of those jobs going again yet, so there's no real issue to her with letting it slip, since she never really hid it for personal reasons.]
But it's the idol part that gave me the weird costuming experience. [Despite her Symphogear not exactly being normal clothing either.]
I'm an idol singer mostly, but I also work for the government. Goin' out and whacking supernatural shit the normal military can't deal with, disaster cleanup, that sorta thing. Back home I gotta be all secretive about that part, but here I don't really see the point.
[She's got rules she has to follow about the weapons she uses being classified and not wanting to scare off her fans with the idea that she fights things for an actual living. But here, she doesn't have either of those jobs going again yet, so there's no real issue to her with letting it slip, since she never really hid it for personal reasons.]
But it's the idol part that gave me the weird costuming experience. [Despite her Symphogear not exactly being normal clothing either.]
[He actually has to struggle to bite back a laugh, not at this concept of "idols", but... How funny to see someone speak so openly about being a secret government agent. He's not about to reveal that he's the same, seemingly a forcibly retired soldier turned into a trading company employee, but in actuality a secret weapon of the Crown.
It's... going to his grave with him, as far as he's concerned, unless Mycroft or Victoria shows up and tells him otherwise. His loyalty runs deep.]
What a fascinating life you must've led. I hope that all serves you well here! Or, perhaps doesn't... In a sense. I'd hate to see fighting here unless it's absolutely necessary.
[He smiles, faint and polite.]
It's certainly given you a unique eye for fashion. I'm eager to try those on.
It's... going to his grave with him, as far as he's concerned, unless Mycroft or Victoria shows up and tells him otherwise. His loyalty runs deep.]
What a fascinating life you must've led. I hope that all serves you well here! Or, perhaps doesn't... In a sense. I'd hate to see fighting here unless it's absolutely necessary.
[He smiles, faint and polite.]
It's certainly given you a unique eye for fashion. I'm eager to try those on.
[Kanade's the straightforward type, and since her job didn't necessitate secrecy in the same way as a spy, it led to her just not really being too fussed about it outside of non-disclosure contracts and so on. But she does hum in agreement to Albert's comment on fighting, because while she's half expecting it to happen, she doesn't really want it to.]
Got a bit too jaded by this point to think it's not gonna happen eventually, but it's been okay so far besides what went down last month. [And that was more trying to Sync people down, in the end, since that was what worked best.
After adding a few more things to the selections - some metallics, something glittery and a very loudly embroidered waistcoat, Kanade offers out the...considerable pile.]
Hey, I'm eager to see what they end up lookin' like on a person, I get the feeling some of these are probably better on the rack.
Got a bit too jaded by this point to think it's not gonna happen eventually, but it's been okay so far besides what went down last month. [And that was more trying to Sync people down, in the end, since that was what worked best.
After adding a few more things to the selections - some metallics, something glittery and a very loudly embroidered waistcoat, Kanade offers out the...considerable pile.]
Hey, I'm eager to see what they end up lookin' like on a person, I get the feeling some of these are probably better on the rack.
[He takes the considerable pile with an amused expression, looking over some of the more unusual selections before glancing back to Kanade.]
I think you may be correct about that. We shall see how it goes.
[But as an afterthought, he stops on his way back to the dressing room and asks:] What happened last month, if I might ask?
I think you may be correct about that. We shall see how it goes.
[But as an afterthought, he stops on his way back to the dressing room and asks:] What happened last month, if I might ask?
[Kanade eyes Albert up for a moment, like she's thinking on something, before posing a question back to him.]
While you were waitin' to come down here, did anyone on that space station transform? We were dealin' with a real shitshow down here because a bunch of people turned into monsters and then went feral all over the place to boot.
[She hadn't gone feral herself, but that had meant trying to clean things up after the people who had been, and get them back to normal.]
While you were waitin' to come down here, did anyone on that space station transform? We were dealin' with a real shitshow down here because a bunch of people turned into monsters and then went feral all over the place to boot.
[She hadn't gone feral herself, but that had meant trying to clean things up after the people who had been, and get them back to normal.]
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