The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds...

Sia-Lan Wezz said:

"And Sen...come on, Sen! Be brave! Live a little...how about a bright red belt!" She suggest with a flourish and then laughed at herself before giving a Vor'en an slap on his armored rear. "And you, Mr. Solider boy, need to loosen up before you become as big of a stick-in the mud as Set over there."

If his helmet allowed his jaw that much mobility, Vor'en's jaw would have hit the floor. And if anyone could see his face, it would be bright crimson. As it is, all they can hear is his sputtering.
 

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One by one, the Mrlssti takes you into the back room in turn, and upon your return, you each have your own personal costume...

Rorworr steps out wearing a red plaid pleated knee-length kilt. A pouch made of neatly trimmed fur hangs from his belt, and a wide baldric, in matching red plaid, is draped over his shoulder, from which his bowcaster may hang. Although its no tricorn, a cocked red felt beret sits atop his head with a long thin feather pinned to one side by the House Cadriaan's red and black upside-down hawkbat symbol.

Kelko appears in a dashing, swashbuckler's outfit... knee-high boots, tight breeches, a billowing white silk shirt, and a long leather vest. Slung over his shoulder is a half-cape held in place by a brooch bearing Cadriaan's House emblem, and a thin rapier dangles from his belt.

Valara returns in what is most definitely not a dress. She wears simply a skin-tight shimmersilk bodysuit, with a gauzy full-length robe and shawl embroidered along the hems with inverted hawkbats. She'll undoubtedly have no problems with mobility.

Kaz is perhaps the most shocking. A quilted jacket and pantaloons of the most garish combinations of colors, tall white stockings, and buckled shoes. He could, perhaps, pass for the Queen's court jester, or maybe a color-blind matador.

Arani presents herself resplendant in a full iridescent Tapani gown, replete with frills, lace, jewels and other such sundries. As with the others, the Cadriaan hawkbat plays a prominent role within the ensemble.

He spends a few last moments tailoring the robes the Jedi have chosen and the uniform Vor'en picked out, before wrapping each set of clothing in a box.

"Is there anything else I get for you ladies and gentlemen?" the tailor trills.
 

Set speaks up, "Perhaps, Do you know where we could get some custom jewelry made on short notice. I'm actually looking for some specific. A pair of gold bracers, one with a built-in comlink/datapad?"
 

The Zabrak emerges from his dressing room with the sourest puss you've ever seen, easily rivaling Set and Kelko combined. He levels a glare at the Mrlssti and says flatly,

"Boy you best be fetchin' me somethin' less namby-pamby 'fore I get my hydroslicer and turn you Valara's newest headress!

"Now get ta hoppin!" he says loudly, clapping his hands together. He returns to the dressing room mumbling, "Sassafrassin ... tell you what ... dadgum ..."
 

Valara's expression is pleasure, pure pleasure ay her ball clothes. She gives a bow to the avian hoping that was the thing to do in the situation, she really wasn't up on all of the etequitte all the others were, and it was a tad daunting to the girl. On one hand she was proud of who she was, but on the other, she didn't want to annoy her friends, or embaress them.

"Thank you master Hobbel, this is perfect." she says grinning at him and the ohers. It weasn't as bad as she feared at all. They weren't going to make her wear a dress, and the ummm... shimmer silk yea, that was it, it looked pretty on her trim athletic frame, good enough to impress a certain Jedi? It was everything the girl could have hoped for.

"What do you all think?" she asks the other twirling to show off the skin tight shimmer-silk. It was a good thing the she had the robe as well because the silk was so tight that it didn't leave anything to the imagination.
 

Rorworr steps out of his dressing room (quite why he was using one you can't fathom, but since everyone else was... :)) and gives a quick spin for the assembled company. He winks at Sia, before going over to the tailor and shaking him firmly by the hand (paw/claw/other appendage).

"Superb work, Master Hobbel. You wouldn't belive the problems I have finding anything to fit." He admires his reflection for a moment, before allowing the Mrlssti to pack his new clothes.

Turning his attention to Valara, he whistles loudly as she twirls. "Very nice. And not a dress, I note. Think you can hunt in that?"

Rory looks startled by Kaz's outburst, and calls after the technician. "I thought it suited you. And the colours won't look so bad in daylight." He grins at this statement. Because they couldn't look any worse, that's for sure.
 

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Arani presents herself resplendant in a full iridescent Tapani gown, replete with frills, lace, jewels and other such sundries. As with the others, the Cadriaan hawkbat plays a prominent role within the ensemble.

"Darlings, we have arrived."

She gives an approving nod to everyone's new clothing in turn, stopping at Kaz. After a minute, she turns to the tailor.

"Perhaps something a trifle more subdued for the Zabrak? As for myself, you've done wonderfully. You'll be seeing me gain soon."

ooc: Sorry about the delay in posting. It's been one of those weekends.
 

Sia-Lan patted down her new Jedi robes...when was the last time she had gotten any new ones? Well, that didn't matter. It usually only took about five minutes to make everything scruffy again. Sure Jedi robes couldn't match Arani's finery or Valera's sensual outfit, but they accentuated her trim athletic figure pretty well. That is until she mussed them up with more antics.

"Ok...can we stop shopping now?" the young Jedi asked with a long martyred sigh. "I think if I have to look at another piece of clothing - I'm going to start doing some tailoring of my own with a lightsaber." Her blue eyes twinkled and she smiled at the others.
 

Sia-Lan Wezz said:

"And Sen...come on, Sen! Be brave! Live a little...how about a bright red belt!" She suggest with a flourish and then laughed at herself before giving a Vor'en an slap on his armored rear. "And you, Mr. Solider boy, need to loosen up before you become as big of a stick-in the mud as Set over there."

"Ah thank you Sia-Lan, a very interesting suggestion." Sen will then get his new robes and... red belt and wait to see what happens next This is turing into a very strange day he thinks
 

Sia-Lan Wezz said:
"Ok...can we stop shopping now?" the young Jedi asked with a long martyred sigh. "I think if I have to look at another piece of clothing - I'm going to start doing some tailoring of my own with a lightsaber." Her blue eyes twinkled and she smiled at the others.

As much as I hate to agree with that over-happy little walking stimulant ad "I wouldn't mind leaving either," says Vor'en, his hands working nervously around the handle of the bag containing his new clothing. As much as he liked his uniform- it actually was prety sharp-looking and practical, simple dress pants, shirt and coat, gray with white trim- this was not his idea of a good time. He was tempted to also second the suggestion of high-energy clothing adjustment, but he's still slightly discombobulated from Sia's early actions, so he falls silent.
 

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