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enigmainscarlet replied to your post: //Psst butlersnephew. Evelyn is a Kyruin. An OC…
Sorry…
//You have nothing to be sorry for :)
(Yes, you don't. Sorry, kind of doing a lot of things at once, didn't stop to give character description a glance. My bad.)
{{ Tired Iori }}
Why wouldn’t he be? After staying up late to create Goku Uniforms for every single club that was popping out. Yeah I would be tired too.
"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."
"… I’m fine." No, she wasn’t, and they both knew it. It was just too obvious. However she still refused to admit her defeat, admit that now she needed help. She was taught to stand up tall, no matter what. Her voice was trembling, as well as her hands and knees, her head was splitting and yet she kept trying to force herself to get up. "I’m fine. I must be."
"No. You are not." Normally he wouldn't have spoken to her so harshly, but the seriousness of the situation caused him to forgo his usual subserviant nature. He kept his hands on her shoulders, preventing her from standing up. His gold eyes burned into her determinedly. "You need to stay down, just for a moment. I'm going to get Uncle to get us transportation. This is too serious to treat right here."
"You are our butler’s nephew, am I correct in assuming?"
"I am not. My Uncle works under the Kiryuin family."
"I see what you mean. I suppose this means I’ll have some new data to collect on the new clubs as well?" Inumuta stood by, watching Iori’s work. The usual standard was being displayed as per usual. Despite the extra work, Iori made sure not to rush his work, something Inumuta could respect greatly.
"Correct as usual, Inumuta," he answered. "The influx of new clubs has been increasing steadily ever since Lady Satsuki promised Two-Star Uniforms to anyone who forms a new club." He was somehow able to speak without any hesitation to think, even while he was pinning and marking his fabric. "Did you know that someone has formed a Paper Crane Folding Club?"
"I’ll have club members booked for a refitting, then." He typed it into his computer and sent messages to the members of the club. "I doubt this will deter Matoi from her goals, but we can probably make improvements to the captain’s uniform as well, just as a precaution. Though I’ll need combat data."
"Thank you," he replied as he went back to his own monitor, typing in the scheduled time of the appointment after he saw when Inumuta had clocked it as. "Likely not, but at the very least this trial and error will allow us to adapt our uniforms to new levels of power. Could you be certain to pass that data along to me when you have it collected?"
"Jakuzure... could I perhaps ask your opinion on something?"
"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."
The tailor coughed shallowly, letting his back lean against the wall as his breaths came out wheezy and soft. He could feel his cracked ribs grinding painfully in his chest, and it made it a bit difficult to respond verbally. All he could do was nod in-between coughs, and gritted his teeth against the pain.
A simple nod. “It’s completely your choice how you want to handle it at the end of the day,” Houka followed to the work station, so he could observe Iori’s next creation. “So, how are the new Goku Uniforms progressing? I would assume rather nicely knowing your level of skill and devotion,”
"Coming along," he replied simply. He pulled out a few pins from his work-box, and began to swiftly pin together pieces of fabric that he was planning on sewing together. "The general uniforms are going, but at the same time I have to contend with planning out all of the new uniforms for the new Club Presidents. Not too much of a setback, but it is a bit of an impediment."
Is there a canon explanation for why Houka’s collar does the clippy thing?
(I think it has something to do with when Inumuta's talking? It mostly seems to do that whenever he's talking to someone. Probably because it would be hard to talk to people if his mouth were always muffled behind all that fabric.)
Hurt rp Starters
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"
"Tell me where it hurts."
"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."
"Oh my god. Are you okay?"
"You're bleeding... You're bleeding bad..."
"This is gonna hurt..."
"Holy crap! I may not know much about human anatomy, but legs don't bend that way!"
"It's all swollen up..."
"You have a black eye. Were you fighting with someone?"
"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."
"I think you have a concussion."
"Calm down! Calm down! Your ankle is sprained, okay?"
"Here, lean on me."
"I'm gonna need more bandaids..."
"What the hell happened to you!?"
"Here, I need to clean you up. This might sting a bit..."
"We need to get the bullet out..."
"Oh my god, you've been shot!"
"Did... did you get beat up!?"
"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."
"Look out for that car!"
"Wake up! Oh god, please wake up!"
"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"
"I'm no doctor, but you should have that looked at. It's bleeding a lot..."
"What is that? Are there bandages under your shirt?"
"Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?"
"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"
Inumuta couldn’t help but lightly chuckle at the request. “A bit trivial of a task, but very well,” Inumuta made his way to the shelf, reached up and took down the supplies with next no effort. He set the box down the table. “You should remind your club members about your… problem so this doesn’t happen again,”
"Thank you, Inumuta," he sighed. He picked up the box and took it over to his work-station at the other side of the room, talking as he went. "Most know about this already. Probably a new member, I'm certain the others will correct their mistake quietly. I don't want to make a public fuss about it."
"Are they?" He twitched a bit at this tidbit about his clothing, but made no further comments on it as he examined the data on the tablet. "Well, it can’t be helped, perhaps some errors were made in their production. We usually make them a bit larger in order to account for possible muscle growth and such from exercises, but perhaps this just isn’t needed in outfits for their sort."
"Might I suggest tightening the waistband? It would prevent any…slips the uniform might face.” He suggested. “Alternatively, the uniform could be made to expand or contract depending on the wearers body type.”
"It's not only the waistband," he shook his head as he played with his bangs a bit. "It's about making the fit snug and comfortable as possible for those in their sport. But at the same time they need to make certain to be adjusted properly so as to avoid distracting chafes and other inconveniences during a match. For something like this, it's not a one-solution-fits-all. Probably going to need to collect another round of measurements from the members of the Wrestling Club."
"The wrestling club is complaining of loose garments." He turned his tablet so that it faced Iori. "But that’s about it. All other clubs have given positive reports on the fitting of their uniforms."
"Are they?" He twitched a bit at this tidbit about his clothing, but made no further comments on it as he examined the data on the tablet. "Well, it can't be helped, perhaps some errors were made in their production. We usually make them a bit larger in order to account for possible muscle growth and such from exercises, but perhaps this just isn't needed in outfits for their sort."
"...I don't believe I know your name. Have we met previously?"
"Of course, Iori, what do you need assistance with?"
"Well, while I was out at the latest meeting, it seems one of my club members decided to try and be helpful by tidying up my workshop. What they neglected to do was leave my necessary tools out of their usual place." He pointed up to the topmost shelf of his cases, where a box of needles, scissors, and threads sat. ".... And, seeing as I'm a bit... vertically challenged, I can't reach them. You, on the other hand, are well statured vertically, and would have an easier time in reaching them than me. So..."
"Indeed I did, Goku uniforms in each club are being used at 85% of their maximum potential."
"Very good," he replied. He peered around Inumuta's shoulder to see what the data looked like. "And what about the fittings? Are they being generally accepted as comfortable?"
