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OPEN FOR BUSINESS

Crowley's Custom Tailoring

Great deals and great craftmanship for men and women.

Just because there's no real economy and we all smell like patchouli doesn't mean that you have to look like you smell like patchouli.

Come find me in the marketplace or send me a message here with custom orders and inquiries.

[ Attached is a flattering picture of him and an address. ]

Comments

[echopraxia]

( good, she doesn't say. )

I worked as seamstress several times, it is useful profession. I made for myself also and my husbands and children. One of many skill I find it smart to have.

[goesdown]

A day. It will be less once I get more dexterity back in my hands.

[ He's been working tirelessly on his hands. Everything else, he accepts, will come with time, but he needs his hands back to what he remembers. Being this slow and clumsy is killing him, even if it's better than when he'd first been unplugged. ]

What are you looking for?

[goesdown]

An impressive resume. If I find myself with an abundance of work, you'll be my first call.

I was a tailor, but that was a few careers back. It's not one I expected to go back to.

[echopraxia]

A practical background.

I have been many things. All of them I think to remember. Just in case.

[chuvihani]

[ Relearning those skills is something she thinks is vital to recovery -- even the ones that aren't this practical, like Wanda and dance. It's a matter of identity. Not unlike apparel.

Speaking of which: she offers up the sketch she's brought, which features a long dress with a slit up one leg, a sleeveless racerback top, and a hood. It's an attempt to blend the practicality required in Zion with her own tastes, which tend toward a semi-revealing adaptation of her people's cultural attire. Red coloring in any great volume is out of the question, she's aware, so she'll stick with monochrome. ]

I'm not exactly an artist, but this is what I've got.

[goesdown]

[ Crowley puts aside his work to look at her sketch. It's not too complex for where his skills are, not that he wouldn't force himself to try even if it was. ]

I can do this. I'll need your measurements, but I can have it in a few days if you like any of the fabrics I have. It might take longer if I have to look for anything.

[ He glances over at her. ]

You'll look good in this. Not every woman can pull it off.

[goesdown]

There are some things that might not be so useful anymore. Witchcraft, for example. Don't think that'll come in handy again.

[echopraxia]

Not out here.

[goesdown]

Not anywhere I'm planning to go.

[echopraxia]

There is not much call for needle work in operations, I think.

( somewhere in there was the remnants of friendliness, and possibly a joke. )

[chuvihani]

[ She looks pleased, although she has to think if she even knows her own measurements (well, she knew them before, surely they can't be too different now...?). ]

Thank you. I'm hoping so. [ The thanks is both for the compliment and the intended dress. Wanda smiles, turning to have a look around the room. ] I'll yield to your expertise on what fabric might work best; color and cut I had in mind, but that part leaves me less certain.

[goesdown]

Lucky for me, I'm not trying to get into operations. Are you?

[echopraxia]

This moment no.

( another moment, who can say. she's tried and failed once before; that's unlikely to be something she leaves alone forever. )

[goesdown]

[ Crowley picks up a paper tape measure that he's clearly made himself. In fact, a look around will show many tools that have been home made or improvised entirely. There are things he's had to barter for, but anything he can make himself, he has. ]

I have something in mind that should work nicely. Now if you don't mind, arms out to the side.

[hacker]

Voluntarily or quietly.
It's ok no judgment we all have our things.

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[sfoils]

I'll barter for another orange coveralls.

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[cestrumnocturnum]

I have some fabric bolts that could stand to be transformed
what are you looking to trade in for your handiwork, Mr Crowley?

[dissent]

I don't really need new clothes, but I'd pay for any leftover fabric scraps you have.

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[unwrit]

So where does the fabric come from?

[goesdown]

Of course I'm not quiet about it. It's the squeakiest wheel that gets all the attention.

[goesdown]

Keeping your options open? I can respect that.

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[goesdown]

That should be easy enough. I'll need your measurements or you can come by and have me take them. Orange fabric might take me a little while to obtain, but I should be able to get it.

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[goesdown]

I like good drinks. Other than that, I'll entertain any reasonable offers for useful goods.

[goesdown]

Dare I ask what they're for?

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[sfoils]

I'll come by and have you take them. [ Because Wedge's gotten slightly more muscular thanks to training, and his current pair is starting to feel somewhat tight. ] That's fine, I can wait.