Closed ⌊Sephiroth & Angeal→ clothes⌉ In Progress
Who: angealistic & a_general_chaos
Where: Orien's shopping district.
Why: New clothes is a go.
Rating: Language is.. probably a go.
Angeal rose early that morning, well not as if that was anything really new - but new it was here! He even made Sephiroth's coffee, because may the Gods -err, Goddess- forbid he have to listen to the catastrophe of Sephiroth making it. The poor man, really, his brother had a bit of a problem but to save his life he'd never confront him on it, intervention -yeah, his ass!
So the morning had been spent tactfully planning out their day, as far as he was concerned this was a damned vacation. They both seemed to see eye to eye on that so they were thoroughly going to take advantage of their time here. It was just barely after ten am and the both of them found way to their first shop.
The first thing Angeal noticed was the very fruity smell of the shop, it had him wondering why a clothing store smelled like a smoothie shop. "Well, here we are," and he was at a complete loss to all the colors, fabrics and styles before him.
Where: Orien's shopping district.
Why: New clothes is a go.
Rating: Language is.. probably a go.
Angeal rose early that morning, well not as if that was anything really new - but new it was here! He even made Sephiroth's coffee, because may the Gods -err, Goddess- forbid he have to listen to the catastrophe of Sephiroth making it. The poor man, really, his brother had a bit of a problem but to save his life he'd never confront him on it, intervention -yeah, his ass!
So the morning had been spent tactfully planning out their day, as far as he was concerned this was a damned vacation. They both seemed to see eye to eye on that so they were thoroughly going to take advantage of their time here. It was just barely after ten am and the both of them found way to their first shop.
The first thing Angeal noticed was the very fruity smell of the shop, it had him wondering why a clothing store smelled like a smoothie shop. "Well, here we are," and he was at a complete loss to all the colors, fabrics and styles before him.