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@sunkenhammer
The clacking of chains. The metal dragging of an ancient weapon retrieved from the depths of the sea. A demigod once banished to the abyss, now back to serve justice.
When you mess with the ocean, it will raise tides and drag you under. ⚓︎
Divine Resurrection sharp sparkling sound is Heard, Hm. i wonder who came!
"7MK0, I know it's you."
"I dunno what I need! I'm not an expert on this stuff..."
-> Sunken's eyes snag on a set of jewelry, and he pauses.
".."
(continuation!!)
- @sunkenhammer
Sianachkit stared at him. In the name of Banished Warden. He will actually buy the Warden a deer head brooch and attach it to his blazer
Upon noticing that his partner has stopped he turned to look at Sunkenhammer with a questioning noise
-> Sunken's eyes narrow on two matching horn rings, one silver and one gold. They sit on a tray together on their own, so simple and neglected, but something about it....
"I want those."
Sianachkit trotted over and tilted his while inspecting the simple bands. He raised a brow and looked at Sunkenhammer
"Who are you going to match with?"
Asks Sia. Matching bands are usually worn when two demons are very close
Plain bands usually for platonic or starter relationships and more luxurious bands, usually with gemstones matching the color of their chosen other's horns, were for married demons and those in a long relationship. At least that's what he's been told
-> Sunken turns to Sianachkit. Deadpans through the helmet.
"You, you dumbass. I wanna match with you."
"I- Oh- I thought- I- Nevermind"
Mumbles Sianachkit, thankful that he has fur and mask covering his face, as blood rushed to his face. Was their friendship, more like relationship considering they have kissed, but he's still reeling from that, on that level already?
-> Sunken rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Only if ya want to.. y'know. We don't gotta."
"I'm paying"
Calls out gleefully Sianachkit and waves the employee over to get the bands
"Oh— Damn, someone's eager."
-> Sunken smiles at that. An employee walks over and provides them the bands after a minute, to which Sunken takes and weighs them in his hands.
"Lemme put it on you."
Sianachkit tilts his head to let Sunken put the band on with a grin while his hand rifles through his pocket to get his wallet
-> Once the band is on, Sunken pulls away to admire Sianachkit. His face breaks into a lovesick, dopey grin as it burns; his arms wrap around the sianach, restricting him.
"Fuckin' hell, you're so goddamn cute..."
"I dunno what I need! I'm not an expert on this stuff..."
-> Sunken's eyes snag on a set of jewelry, and he pauses.
".."
(continuation!!)
- @sunkenhammer
Sianachkit stared at him. In the name of Banished Warden. He will actually buy the Warden a deer head brooch and attach it to his blazer
Upon noticing that his partner has stopped he turned to look at Sunkenhammer with a questioning noise
-> Sunken's eyes narrow on two matching horn rings, one silver and one gold. They sit on a tray together on their own, so simple and neglected, but something about it....
"I want those."
Sianachkit trotted over and tilted his while inspecting the simple bands. He raised a brow and looked at Sunkenhammer
"Who are you going to match with?"
Asks Sia. Matching bands are usually worn when two demons are very close
Plain bands usually for platonic or starter relationships and more luxurious bands, usually with gemstones matching the color of their chosen other's horns, were for married demons and those in a long relationship. At least that's what he's been told
-> Sunken turns to Sianachkit. Deadpans through the helmet.
"You, you dumbass. I wanna match with you."
"I- Oh- I thought- I- Nevermind"
Mumbles Sianachkit, thankful that he has fur and mask covering his face, as blood rushed to his face. Was their friendship, more like relationship considering they have kissed, but he's still reeling from that, on that level already?
-> Sunken rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Only if ya want to.. y'know. We don't gotta."
"I'm paying"
Calls out gleefully Sianachkit and waves the employee over to get the bands
"Oh— Damn, someone's eager."
-> Sunken smiles at that. An employee walks over and provides them the bands after a minute, to which Sunken takes and weighs them in his hands.
"Lemme put it on you."
"I dunno what I need! I'm not an expert on this stuff..."
-> Sunken's eyes snag on a set of jewelry, and he pauses.
".."
(continuation!!)
- @sunkenhammer
Sianachkit stared at him. In the name of Banished Warden. He will actually buy the Warden a deer head brooch and attach it to his blazer
Upon noticing that his partner has stopped he turned to look at Sunkenhammer with a questioning noise
-> Sunken's eyes narrow on two matching horn rings, one silver and one gold. They sit on a tray together on their own, so simple and neglected, but something about it....
"I want those."
Sianachkit trotted over and tilted his while inspecting the simple bands. He raised a brow and looked at Sunkenhammer
"Who are you going to match with?"
Asks Sia. Matching bands are usually worn when two demons are very close
Plain bands usually for platonic or starter relationships and more luxurious bands, usually with gemstones matching the color of their chosen other's horns, were for married demons and those in a long relationship. At least that's what he's been told
-> Sunken turns to Sianachkit. Deadpans through the helmet.
"You, you dumbass. I wanna match with you."
"I- Oh- I thought- I- Nevermind"
Mumbles Sianachkit, thankful that he has fur and mask covering his face, as blood rushed to his face. Was their friendship, more like relationship considering they have kissed, but he's still reeling from that, on that level already?
-> Sunken rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Only if ya want to.. y'know. We don't gotta."
"I dunno what I need! I'm not an expert on this stuff..."
-> Sunken's eyes snag on a set of jewelry, and he pauses.
".."
(continuation!!)
- @sunkenhammer
Sianachkit stared at him. In the name of Banished Warden. He will actually buy the Warden a deer head brooch and attach it to his blazer
Upon noticing that his partner has stopped he turned to look at Sunkenhammer with a questioning noise
-> Sunken's eyes narrow on two matching horn rings, one silver and one gold. They sit on a tray together on their own, so simple and neglected, but something about it....
"I want those."
Sianachkit trotted over and tilted his while inspecting the simple bands. He raised a brow and looked at Sunkenhammer
"Who are you going to match with?"
Asks Sia. Matching bands are usually worn when two demons are very close
Plain bands usually for platonic or starter relationships and more luxurious bands, usually with gemstones matching the color of their chosen other's horns, were for married demons and those in a long relationship. At least that's what he's been told
-> Sunken turns to Sianachkit. Deadpans through the helmet.
"You, you dumbass. I wanna match with you."
"I dunno what I need! I'm not an expert on this stuff..."
-> Sunken's eyes snag on a set of jewelry, and he pauses.
".."
(continuation!!)
- @sunkenhammer
Sianachkit stared at him. In the name of Banished Warden. He will actually buy the Warden a deer head brooch and attach it to his blazer
Upon noticing that his partner has stopped he turned to look at Sunkenhammer with a questioning noise
-> Sunken's eyes narrow on two matching horn rings, one silver and one gold. They sit on a tray together on their own, so simple and neglected, but something about it....
"I want those."
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
"Nooooo, Sunkennn, sweet dragon I'm sorryyyy"
Whined Sianachkit, not sounding apologetic at all, as he hurried after the Warden
-> The warden busies himself with paying for the clothes. He keeps Sianachkit distracted by pushing him away playfully with his tail.
Sianachkit swats at the tail with a grin as he waits. His own tail wagging happily
-> Once he's done paying, thanking the employee with an unseen grin, he turns to Sianachkit, pulling him in by his tail.
"Aight. Where to next, pup?"
-> He wraps an arm around the sianach.
"Accessories. Let's go. Though fair warning. Keep an eye on me or I'll make you look like a magpie's dream"
Warned Sianachkit with a snicker as he lead to a jewelry shop. Devils Delight
"Don't doll me up, weirdo."
-> Sunken huffs as they walk there, tail swinging placidly behind them. He keeps Sianachkit close him.
"Can't help it"
Snickers Sianachkit with a grin as he drags him in the shop and to the silver jewelry
-> Sunken lets himself be dragged as he looks over the countless trays of jewelry on display. His gaze is listless as everything looks the same to him.
"Okay, rings, necklace or something to attach to your blazer?"
"Whatever ya think I need."
-> Sunken wanders over to some rings, just window shopping.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
"Nooooo, Sunkennn, sweet dragon I'm sorryyyy"
Whined Sianachkit, not sounding apologetic at all, as he hurried after the Warden
-> The warden busies himself with paying for the clothes. He keeps Sianachkit distracted by pushing him away playfully with his tail.
Sianachkit swats at the tail with a grin as he waits. His own tail wagging happily
-> Once he's done paying, thanking the employee with an unseen grin, he turns to Sianachkit, pulling him in by his tail.
"Aight. Where to next, pup?"
-> He wraps an arm around the sianach.
"Accessories. Let's go. Though fair warning. Keep an eye on me or I'll make you look like a magpie's dream"
Warned Sianachkit with a snicker as he lead to a jewelry shop. Devils Delight
"Don't doll me up, weirdo."
-> Sunken huffs as they walk there, tail swinging placidly behind them. He keeps Sianachkit close him.
"Can't help it"
Snickers Sianachkit with a grin as he drags him in the shop and to the silver jewelry
-> Sunken lets himself be dragged as he looks over the countless trays of jewelry on display. His gaze is listless as everything looks the same to him.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
"Nooooo, Sunkennn, sweet dragon I'm sorryyyy"
Whined Sianachkit, not sounding apologetic at all, as he hurried after the Warden
-> The warden busies himself with paying for the clothes. He keeps Sianachkit distracted by pushing him away playfully with his tail.
Sianachkit swats at the tail with a grin as he waits. His own tail wagging happily
-> Once he's done paying, thanking the employee with an unseen grin, he turns to Sianachkit, pulling him in by his tail.
"Aight. Where to next, pup?"
-> He wraps an arm around the sianach.
"Accessories. Let's go. Though fair warning. Keep an eye on me or I'll make you look like a magpie's dream"
Warned Sianachkit with a snicker as he lead to a jewelry shop. Devils Delight
"Don't doll me up, weirdo."
-> Sunken huffs as they walk there, tail swinging placidly behind them. He keeps Sianachkit close him.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
"Nooooo, Sunkennn, sweet dragon I'm sorryyyy"
Whined Sianachkit, not sounding apologetic at all, as he hurried after the Warden
-> The warden busies himself with paying for the clothes. He keeps Sianachkit distracted by pushing him away playfully with his tail.
Sianachkit swats at the tail with a grin as he waits. His own tail wagging happily
-> Once he's done paying, thanking the employee with an unseen grin, he turns to Sianachkit, pulling him in by his tail.
"Aight. Where to next, pup?"
-> He wraps an arm around the sianach.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
"Nooooo, Sunkennn, sweet dragon I'm sorryyyy"
Whined Sianachkit, not sounding apologetic at all, as he hurried after the Warden
-> The warden busies himself with paying for the clothes. He keeps Sianachkit distracted by pushing him away playfully with his tail.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
Sianachkit leans in the scratching with a smug rumble
"Heyyy, can you blame me? Not every day I get to see such beauty~"
"I'm leavin' ya 'ere."
-> Sunken grumbles and stomps to the counter to pay, face burning hotter the sun.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
Sianachkit giggles, his face feeling hot under all of this fur. Oh, Sunkenhammer is absolutely magical when he's embarrassed. And he's not afraid to say it out loud
-> Sunken changes back into his regular outfit and walks back out. He narrows his eyes on how sly the sianach looks right now.
"Damn mutt."
-> He grumbles, a lilt of begrudging affection in his voice as he gently scratches behind Sianachkit's right ear.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
"Sweet dragon, you look beautiful... Wonderful"
Purred out Sianachkit with narrowed eyes. His tail wagged gleefully
-> If only Sianachkit could see his face right now. His wobbly frown and his warmed cheeks. Damn it all, only this demon could get under the warden' skin and make him feel so damn weak with just a few words.
"... Whatever. I'm just gonna take this and pay!"
-> He mutters in embarrassment as he quickly steps back into the dressing room, slamming the door shut. Inside, he thunks his helmeted head against the wall and curses. His tail wags again. Damn traitor.
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
Sianachkit stared for few seconds before grinning
"Oh aren't you gorgeous~"
"Yer a pain."
-> Sunken's tail wagging gives away the satisfaction he feels at the compliment. He quite literally grabs his tail to stop it, grumbling.
"I feel like a big dress-up doll. This ain't right."
It's a pretty sunny day. The shopping district was full of demons wandering around, shopping, laughing, and hanging out. One of those pairs was Sianachkit and Sunkenhammer. Both demons had set out to get some clothes for different reasons. Sia had way too many stained suits and vests and Sunken... He doesn't know actually. He didn't ask
Sianachkit's eyes flicked around to take in the stores to decide where to go first. His body was close to the Warden as the social norms allowed it. His ears had small headphones in them to muffle the sounds. He needed to go to Dress Dove later. They usually have the best formal clothes
– @the-cryptid-deer
-> Sunkenhammer strolls next to Sianachkit. He's dressed in his armour and terribly eye catching, but it works in clearing a path for them. Nobody bothers them as they walk around the shopping district.
-> He honestly has no idea where he's going. He doesn't shop for clothes as much as Sianachkit, so he trusts in the sianach's judgement. He simply follows him as they walk around.
"Anywhere you want to go first?"
Asks Sianachkit with raised brow. His ears flicking a little as he glanced at the Warden. They're been here for at least 10 minutes. Jsut wandering. He wants to know what is the plan
-> Sunken looks down at Sianachkit, a bit sheepish.
"I don't have a clue. I don't shop 'ere often. So if ya 'ave a place t'go, I'll follow ya."
"Okay what do you need at first?"
Asks immediately Sianachkit with a slight grin
"Ehh... Somethin' fancy. I'm goin' to meet the family this weekend and need t'look good, apparently."
-> The family. The SFOTH, presumably. He didn't really talk about them, barely talked about his own momma outside of that one memory back on their dinner outing. He didn't even sound too excited talking about them now. Just resigned.
"Hmmmm... What are the general customs to those events? Any particular style you should be wearing?"
Asks Sianachkit as he recounts the stores with good and fancy clothing
-> Sunken thinks back to the few events he was allowed to go to when he was younger.
"Nothin' I can think of? Maybe jus' somethin' with sea patterns an' stuff... Represent myself."
"Okay then. Off to Tailor's Land then"
Hummed Sianachkit and quickly guided them in a fairly large shop with wide section of vaguely formal, but not overly, clothes. The sianach showed some clothes that's themed after sea
-> Sunken was a bit disinterested for the most part. For him, almost everything looked the same. Blue, white, black, normal mortal demon suits and clothes. Nothing caught his four eyes in particular as they wandered around the store.
"I dunno 'bout anythin', pup.."
"Explain gemstone. I need your perspective to help. I don't know what you're comfortable with"
Mumbles lowly Sianachkit. His red eye was focused on Warden's face. The demon is gorgeous as always. They want to kiss him- Okay no. Stop. Pause. Get yourself in check. You're in public
"Uh..."
-> Sunken takes a seat on a bench and rests his forearms on his thighs. Sighs and looks around at the endless racks.
"I know this ain't a regular suit thing, but I don't want.. sleeves. An' I don't want too many damn layers."
-> He speaks quietly, sounding a bit embarrassed.
"Sleeves and as light as possible.... Hmmm. Oh you're giving me a challenge here..."
Sianachkit glanced around the store as he tried to think up of a solution before sighing
"The only thing I can come up with right now is either a sleeveless turtleneck or a sleeveless blazer with some dress pants. I'm not really good in fashion sorry"
"Don't be sorry, you're helpin' me plenty! I'd be helpless on my own."
-> Sunken takes Sianachkit's hand and pulls him in close. In their secluded corner in the back, no one is watching them, so Sunken sneaks a tight hug from his sianach. Wraps his arms around his waist.
"I'll try on whatever ya bring me. Jus' don't bring me a chicken costume or somethin'."
"Hey, have some faith in me beautiful. I'll make sure you'll look awesome"
Cooes Sianachkit and reaches up to rub Sunkenhammer's horn with his thumb. They always have a funny texture that he likes
"Mm.."
-> Sunken smiles stupidly at that. He feels so stupid and punched in the chest at the nicknames Sianachkit gives him; he feels like putty in the demon's hands, leaning into his touch. His dragon tail wraps around his leg and a low purr rumbles in his throat.
"Ya should go 'fore I trap ya 'ere forever."
"I would not mind beauty"
Purrs out Sianachkit with narrowed eye. His tail wagged from glee as he tilted his head. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Magical. He could say so many things about the Warden
"'Course ya wouldn't..."
-> Sunken glances around, then suddenly stands up. He hoists Sianachkit up into his arms, holding him up and wrapping his legs around his waist. With the demon now secure, the warden now walks around the store carrying Sianachkit.
"Now that yer comfy, yer gonna tell me what clothes t'grab so I can try 'em on, 'kay pup?"
Sianachkit sniggered and let himself go limp. There was a bit of embarrassment. They're in public after all. He's still a criminal, and Sunken is still a Warden. So he was a bit nervous
"Heheheh, let's talk about what you fancy more. Will you be comfortable with like a shirt and a vest or something similar, or do you want only to have a sleeveless blazer, and that's all. Is wherever you're going warm, or do you need some jacket?"
"Maybe a sleeveless blazer? We're gonna be goin' to Venomshank's domain, so the temp's moderate...? 'Less someone fucks up with the atmosphere again, but I can handle it."
"Hmh... Okay any preferences on the fabric? And colors. I need colors and if you want patterns"
Says slowly Sianachkit as he tries his best to come up with the best look for the Warden. It's hard since he's not really the one to go for advice in fashion but he hopes he it will he at least decent
"Ehh.. Dark blue? Black? An' silver to match my damn chains, y'know?"
-> Sunken smiles and stops at a rack with clothes of that colour scheme.
"Okayy... Grab that blazer..... This one too. And those two pants. About silver... Maybe some jewelry? A pin and maybe a necklace or a ring?"
-> Sunken dutifully grabs the clothes with his tail, then heads to the jewelry section of the store. He approaches the counters laden with sparkling jewelry and lets Sianachkit real close so he can pick himself.
"Mmmmh... Those are not real dear. Unless you'd like to not buy real jewelry it's only clothes for now"
Snickers softly Sia
"Oh— Fuck, didn't know."
-> Sunken sighs and swishes his tail around in embarrassment.
"I don't go shoppin' often."
"It's okay. Still, fake or actual jewelry? I won't judge since I have fake silver. I'm still bound by werewolf rules"
"It's gonna 'ave t'be real since I always get into shit situations. I want stuff that can keep up with me."
-> Sunken makes a face underneath the helmet. Memories and echoing laughter of mockery dredge up in his mind as he faintly shudders.
"Also, Momma wouldn't like it if I showed up with fake jewelry."
"Well then go try the clothes on and show off"
Grinned Sianachkit and nuzzles Sunkenhammer
"Okay okay, someone's eager."
-> Sunken grins and strolls over to the dressing rooms. He places Sianachkit down on the ground, then he disappears into one of the rooms. Metal clanking and grumbling can be heard from inside as he wrangles himself into clothes.
Sianachkit stood not far from the changing rooms and waited. His tail wagged eagerly
-> A minute or two later, the warden walks out of the dressing room. He's traded he's usual outfit for a dark blue sleeveless blazer, a black sleeveless button up underneath, dark blue dress pants, and shiny black leather dress shoes. On the fabric of the blazer are oceanic patterns reminiscent of rising tides sewn from black thread. To tie it all together, a messed-up black bow that Sunken clearly didn't know how to put together.
-> The warden, embarrassed as ever, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He continues to wear his helmet in public, but it's clear to the sianach that his face is flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, I dunno. What do ya think?"
-> He mutters.
