Conrad was on a hunt for an outfit that actually looked good on him--all of the ones in his closet were rather bland, and he had to settle on that terrible brown uniform for the time being. Sigh.
It was a shame he didn't have that Dai Shimaron outfit around. Even if some of the inhabitants of the castle might take issue with him wearing the uniform of another country, there could be no denying his sexiness in it. And that's all that mattered!
He saw Gwendal moving down the hallway in his usual drab outfit. He was probably not the best person to ask, but it was worth a try.
"Gwendal, I'm hoping you could help me," he said in way of greeting.
((ooc: will be really slow since I don't have the net until Tuesday, but I will do the best I can!))
"Finding an acceptable outfit, of course. I mean, just look at this." He gestured to his plain brown uniform. "This is not acceptable at all, and I won't stand for it anymore. And then I need to find someone to help with the redecorating of my room; I am sick of that spartan look. Colors, Gwendal! It is all about colors."
He waved his hand up dismissively then. "I don't expect you to understand, of course. I mean, really, look at what you wear. But I would hope you could offer a little direction at least."
He crossed his arms and waited for a positive response, inspecting Gwendals outfit as he waited. Maybe he was being too hopeful--what was that man thinking when he woke up in the morning and dressed himself?
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It was a shame he didn't have that Dai Shimaron outfit around. Even if some of the inhabitants of the castle might take issue with him wearing the uniform of another country, there could be no denying his sexiness in it. And that's all that mattered!
He saw Gwendal moving down the hallway in his usual drab outfit. He was probably not the best person to ask, but it was worth a try.
"Gwendal, I'm hoping you could help me," he said in way of greeting.
((ooc: will be really slow since I don't have the net until Tuesday, but I will do the best I can!))
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He waved his hand up dismissively then. "I don't expect you to understand, of course. I mean, really, look at what you wear. But I would hope you could offer a little direction at least."
He crossed his arms and waited for a positive response, inspecting Gwendals outfit as he waited. Maybe he was being too hopeful--what was that man thinking when he woke up in the morning and dressed himself?
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Then he crossed his arms. "Why is a new outfit so imperative to you?"
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