Halloween II, for Ilsa and Nall.

[velesdonnersen]

[Tarvek has been busy-busy-busy making costumes.  He's got one for Ilsa, a beautiful knight's armor, weapons and accessories for Nall, and he's working on his own costume, chuckling over the details

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[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa has taken to knocking at the garage door, when she comes over. The drones still bother her, especially now that she can sense that there is nothing behind their eyes. ]

[ She's brought things for Halloween planning as well, but it is mostly maps and lists. ]

[velesdonnersen]

[He smiles, then sobers as he realizes she's uneasy.]

Liebchen?

Are you all right?

[ooeeooahah]

Just... wrapped up in preparations. Besides trying to figure out which way to jump for Halloween, there's the usual things I would be doing at home, canvassing the neighborhoods to see where it's safe to take the kids from the center, making sure all the doors between are being watched...

[ She brightens a little and hands over a list of measurements. ]

...and helping costumers.

[velesdonnersen]

[He gives her The Look. The look all GOOD costumers give darling friends and associates who think they can take their own measurements accurately and effectively. No-no-no, silly girl. He will take your measurements, thank you very much, and then you can watch him transform a dressmaker's dummy into your twin.]

Tsk. [Takes measurements and tucks them into pocket.] This I will do myself, love.

[He begins the dressmaker's samba, dancing around her, clucking softly, considering angles and lines and drape even as he gets her sizing. Now add in that he's a sparky madboy, and costumes in that mind-set...]

Hmmmm. I supposed someday I will be able to make you a true dress, liebchen. But I'll give you a fantastic little outfit even as it is.

I must admit, I don't entirely understand what this is about, though. All Hallow's, yes? Like All Saints? But the night before -- this we don't celebrate. Certainly not with all this costumes and children and not with scary stories...

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall teleports over with aforementioned tuna noodle casserole, much applauded by his housemates (well, it would be if they were the vocal sort, but he knows they like it), his favorite tasty treat with peas cooked right into it (because otherwise his kids back home wouldn't eat their vegetables.]

Hello!

[velesdonnersen]

Hi, Nall

[catslooklikeme]

I... Tarvek, this is insane! It's... probably the best damn looking armor I've ever seen! If it functions even HALF as good as it looks, Mayfield isn't going to be able to scratch me... ever!

[He grins hugely.]

There's a sword too?!

[velesdonnersen]

[He shrugs, and blushes, delighted to have someone like his work.]

Yes. It's not as good as some of the special swords I've seen people carrying here. But it's not bad.

But it's just armor. It's not magic or anything. And we need to try it on and make sure it all fits as well as I hoped. If not I can adjust it so it's perfect.