thenearshore | Open Mingle

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Open Mingle

Who: Everyone
Where: Near Shore (Possibly Paris, but people are free to shop all over the world, too)
When: September 28th
What: Shopping mingle!

By now everyone should have gotten that invitation for a formal party, right? Which means it's time for one thing: shopping.

Either it's by coincidence that everyone has thought up of the same place or through the courtesy of Hibiki (whose luck had ran out on her this time), people are going on a shopping trip in the fashion capital of the world: Paris. There are always fun and new outfits to try or, or if Paris simply doesn't have your style, feel free to head to another city.

So, have fun shopping. Enjoy yourselves.

And possibly remember to pay for the clothes you want to buy. ~~Clothes aren't cheap, after all.~~

One of the malls they can be starting from is this lovely place. Try not to get lost.

[ooc; This is an open shopping mingle for anyone and everyone who simply want to go shopping, need an outfit for that formal party event coming up, or you're part of CelePara in which your shopping trip is being invaded by other people. Feel free to make top levels for your guys and have fun!]

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Some people enjoy dressing up. There's something appealing about wearing suits or dresses.

[Never. The answer is never.

Izumo has his own skepticism about this upcoming party.] But usually it's a formality for whoever's throwing the party in the first place - say a queen or a true god in this kind.

[Like Amaterasu.]

[ He looks up at him ]

Why do you wear suits then, Izu...ah...

[ He trails off as he goes back to look at these dress shirts. He needed a whole ensemble of this stuff from shoes to a tie. ]

Guess...we need to dress up for a really fancy god, huh?

[That gets a raised eyebrow from him, wondering why he trailed off.

He hums a bit, deciding to skip over it.]

Seems to be that way.

[ Nothing to see here. Nope. Eric grabs two things, a dress jacket and vest that...don't go at all together and don't suit him at all and shows them to him. ]

Just, grab these and some pants...right? Ah, and a tie...how do ties stay on anyways?

[ He has no idea what he's doing. Help. ]

[He laughs softly.]

No, not quite. You'll have to make sure that they all go together for one thing. And as for the tie, I can help you with that.

[So, excuse him as he's going to take the jacket and vest and picks out something else.]

We can stick with a simple color for this since I'm not sure if any other bright color would suit you.

[ His face flushes a bit as the items are taken away from him and he gives an almost pout. ]

You mean clothes have to match? That sounds like a lot of work.

[ He tilts his head as he watches him intently leaf through all the clothes. He didn't even know he had colours that suited him. ]

That so?

Which is why many people despise shopping.

[He sounds amused, at least.

Izumo nods.]

Black would be the simplest, really. [Ah. He takes out a pair and hands it to Eric.] Here, try these on.

At least it's not boring.

[ It was something and he was a bit excited to figure out whatever these fancy clothes rules were. Kusanagi-san...Izumo seemed to know a lot about it. Then again, he seemed to know so much more than Eric did.

He takes the clothes and stares at them for a bit. He had to put on all of this? ]

Ah, right...uhm...

[ He nods, slinking off to a fitting room. It takes a bit longer then it should to put those clothes on, but finally Eric emerges looking like a kid playing dress up in his fathers clothes.

The buttons...were out of order and half the collar was sticking up. The tie was no where to be found while Eric was fidgeting with the pants, he was used to his capris or even shorts. These pants were all sorts of weird. The jacket was on properly, if you didn't consider the lumps that were bunched up dress shirt not flattened out. ]

I don't think...this is right.

Might not be something most people would still enjoy.

[As Eric goes to change, he patiently waits.

By the time he comes out, his lips twitch up into a smile and goes forth, fixing the outfit and buttons for him.]

No, definitely not. We'll need to find you something smaller. [A pause and he looks at the jacket.] And probably find a way to make sure your hoodie will fit, too. It says formal, but I'm sure we can take a cheat so that you're still comfortable in what you're wearing.

[ He stiffens a bit as the other comes to fix up everything. He relaxes a bit as he watches fingers work miracles to make this not a total mess. At the mention of still wearing his hoodie he nods a couple of times. ]

That...would be...nice.

[ He already wanted to lift up his hoodie to hide but, there was no hood on these things, and it really made him feel too out in the open. ]

T-thanks...ah...Ku...Kusanagi-san.

[ He mumbles out his name quietly and he began to find a wall of shoes very interesting. ]

A hooded blazer should do.

[There's a brief pause in his work, mostly out of surprise.

A blink and he looks at Eric's face.]

...Now, when did you start calling me Kusanagi-san? [It's asked with a gentle smile as he knows it's been a while since Eric's called him that, but it's also a bit dangerous if he's managed to remember something Izumo isn't sure he can't ask about.]

At least fancy clothes have some practical uses...

[ They seem so useless otherwise.

He sees the smile but he still gets a bit uncertain. Patching together memories who knew what was the right thing or wrong thing. ]

Ah, is it bad to?

Ever watched a spy movie, Eric? Spies seem to wear a lot of suits in those.

[He shakes his head, straightening up to place his hand on top of his head.]

No, it isn't. It's a pleasant surprise.

[ He scoffs ] They'd be torn before half their missions were done. How could they move in things like these?

[ He doesn't move or flinch from the headpat. because he's learned now, when it's from people he knows, it's nice. They aren't hurting him or ordering him. ]

I got another memory...and that's what I remember calling you. Kusanagi-san, Totsuka-san and Mikoto-san...

[ He had used those honorifics before when he first got here but they quickly left when no one told him to use them. ]

Isn't that a wonder.

[The admission has Izumo still a bit in surprise before he breathes out softly, a gentle smile on his face.

So, Eric somewhat remembers him, Totsuka, and Mikoto, huh? That's good.]

It's nice hearing that again, I'll admit.

I can keep calling you that then, if you want.

[ He was glad to see Kusanagi-san happy about that. In his head it made more sense than Izumo now. He would call him Izumo if he wanted, but...somehow it was nice calling him that. Like it had been missing. ]

Mikoto-san...said once I had good memories. I didn't think I could but...I got a good one back. It had some bad, but the good made it go away.

I don't mind if you do, Eric.

[It's a bit of a past he hasn't allowed himself to dwell on it.]

Well, Mikoto's right about that, at least. Sometimes all it ever takes is a good memory or a good thing to make all the bad ones go away.

[Ah, he's feeling a bit homesick now.]

Alright, Kusanagi-san.

[ He nods. ]

In this case, it was Mikoto-san who helped the bad go away. You and Totsuka-san went out, you asked if I could come and I said no. I went to sleep and had...[ He shivers ] a pretty bad nightmare. But, Mikoto-san woke me up, and he helped me feel better, and protected me so I could fall back asleep.

[He laughs a bit.]

That sounds like Mikoto. Ever the protective guard lion even if he'd just look overall grumpy about it.

[And that...aches a bit. He moves on.]

I'm glad you've received a happy memory.

[ He smiles shyly in return, it did sound like the guy now that he knew a little bit more. And wasn't scared that he was a bad person from a gang that had treated him badly. ]

It's nice...you have something like that now...

[ His thoughts trail off as he blinks, realizing something after awhile. ]

Ah, you...remember things now, right? Since your a god...

...Yes, I do.

[This might be dangerous, Eric. Ask carefully.]

Is it difficult? Having memories back?

[ He shuffles his feet about, realizing that probably was intrusive. And also unsafe possibly. ]

Ah...is that even okay to ask? This place makes you walk on eggshells with so much

[There's a brief pause as he thinks over the question before:]

In a way, it is. And it's fine to ask. [He just can't talk about anything personal.] But I had some help readjusting to it. It's like being a shinki and waking up with a random memory plopped into your head.

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