Wining, dining, and pining[Fatima]

[Ssafirsotibones]

70 Spring 512 Bones never knew were he would end up when he set out in the city. It was bad enough the place changing randomly, whenever it wanted to, but as Bones had long since learned, it seemed to have a mind of its own, seemed to be sentient... Which considering everything, and all that he had watched, that did not seem all that farfetched... It was well known it was the home of Ionu... And many of his illusions... Though really, he had given up on trying to dissect it, and to understand it, simply acknowledging what the city was, and going were it took him, not fighting it. Though it often seemed fickle, helping him in one case, messing with him in another, but constantly getting involved with his life... So he did not know what he might see as he walked out that night, watching as the moon began to rise, coming over the horizon. It was just another street, one of many, he looked around, in his human form, as he normally moved through the city. He darted out his tongue, tasting at the air, a habit from his snake forms... He had an odd feeling like he was here for a reason... Like he was to meet someone... But he simply kept on walking, assuming the city would take him to were it would, and to meet whomever it wanted him to...

[Fatima]

Fatima huffed, blowing her blonde hair from her eyes. Alvadas was being especially ornery today. She was currently on her way to the Bizarre, on the hunt for a new bit of jewelry, her favorite kind of purchase. Suddenly, she had realized that she had forgotten her staff at home; when she realized it, she turned back, of course finding that her house was gone. Damn this place! she thought. Staring at the unfamiliar building where her home had been not three minutes ago, Fatima had to fight to contain a fit. Her key wasn't even pulling on her hand; usually it led her right to her house. Was the petching thing broken? Suppressing a growl that would have made a Zith proud, Fatima stomped her foot and turned away, determined now more than before to find something pretty to look at. She walked for nearly an hour, seemingly not getting any closer to her intended destination. She was becoming very grouchy. She just wanted to go petching shopping. Her mood brightened considerably when she spotted Bones down the way. Her face split in a grin, and she yelled to him, waving. "Bones! Heeeey!"

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones had not been walking for much longer when he heard a familiar voice from behind, calling his name. The memory of there last meeting was still in his mind, and so Bones turned to see Fatima, a smile on his face... Well his usual attempt at a smile, which often looked odd, or even was confused for hungry. But he was definitely improving on making such human facial expressions. Much better than before. Though he used to be pretty bad... Walking up to her, Bones waved, and kept going till he was within a few feet. He noticed one thing odd, she did not have her quarterstaff with her. Bones had his sheath strapped across his back underneath his robes, though the odd bone hilt of his gladius still suck up past his clothes. "Hello Fatima... Odd isssn't it sse way sse city worksss... I guess it wanted usss to meet today." Looking her over quickly, Bones saw she was using the same clothes as always, the same pants and shirt, made of the common material. He could not help imagining what she might look like in something a bit nicer... After a few seconds, he coughed, trying to clear the air, and get Fatima's attention. "I wasss going to go out for a bit... Maybe you would like to join me? Ssspend a evening togesser?" speech : "Hello Fatima... Odd isn't it the way the city works... I guess it wanted us to meet today." "I was going to go out for a bit... Maybe you would like to join me? Spend a evening together?"

[Fatima]

Fatima was glad to see Bones. Ever since their shared experience a couple years ago, she had thought of him in a friendly light. She laughed inwardly as she saw him smile; it was much improved from the first time she'd seen him. That horrible grin had had her ready to run for the hills! "Yeah, this damn city...I can never get to where I'm going. But I guess I can forgive it, if it's led me to a meeting with you, eh?" Fatima elbowed Bones' ribs lightly, moving to walk beside him. It was a bit of an awkward movement, as Bones' long legs set his ribs higher than her elbow level. "An evening? Sounds grand! Where to?"

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones gave his smile once more, as Fatima did her best to elbow him in the ribs, a tricky manuever with him being so tall, and her so... Not... He was easily half a foot taller than her, and most of that was in his legs, which made it seem like he was usually towering over people. He was pretty sure that was considered flirting... Though he might have that human nuance wrong... They had so many odd motions and such, which did not translate well into snake, as most tended to involve parts of the anatomy snakes did not have, such as arms and legs. As Bones thought on were they might go, he looked around a bit, seeing right next to were they were walking, a quaint little white store. He had only been there a few times, but if he recalled correctly, it was a clothes shop... Which was ironic since he had just been thinking of what Fatima would look like in a dress... The question in Bones mind though was whether he had seen the store, and subconsciously thought of clothes... Or if the store had appeared there after him thinking of it... It was hard to tell with Alvadas. Regardless, Bones motioned at the store, and stopped. "Well... If we are going out... We might need sssomessing a bit nicer... I believe ssey sssell clossesss..." Bones said, pointing to the small shop that was The Tattered Thread. "I need sssomessing to wear... Why don't you come along, and get sssomessing nice to wear on our date... A dressss perhapsss?" Having said this, Bones would look over at Fatima in the face, trying to gauge her expression. If she agreed, Bones would go inside, and proceed to look at the wares, while encouraging Fatima to pick out something nice for herself. They had quite the inventory, all of it in various vibrant, eye catching colors. speech : "Well... If we are going out... We might need something a bit nicer... I believe they sell clothes..." "I need something to wear... Why don't you come along, and get something nice to wear on our date... A dress perhaps?"

[Fatima]

Fatima was a bit surprised at Bones' suggestion. A man was offering to take her shopping? Was she dreaming? Had to be. Damn Alvadas. Or, perhaps Bones was just that much of a gentleman? "Planning to go somewhere fancy, are we? Well, I guess if that's the case, then my outfit isn't exactly appropriate, hm?" Fatima looked down at her plain linen clothing and winced a bit. She probably could do with something nicer to wear, but she was low on funds... If it were anyone else who had suggested it, she might have been insulted, but Fatima had something of a hard time ever being angry with Bones. He always came off very sincere, somehow, and that tempered any wrath that his words might have caused. "I don't have much coin to spend, but I'm sure we can find something nice in there for a good price!"She said cheerily, hooking elbows with Bones and pulling him into the small shop.

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones looked over as Fatima wound her own arm with Bones, and smiled. It was not often that he was this close to a woman, and it was nice. Most often when he was close to someone, it was when fighting, and somehow that closeness was different, since they were not trying to kill each other, and the other person was not bleeding all over Bones. As she mentioned being short on coin, Bones simply shrugged, and told her to "not worry about it." He was a gentlemen, and could certainly pay for her outfit, especially for a girl he liked. It was rare he found a human he liked, so as most of them were wastes of flesh, good for little more than a meal. But he did not feel this way about her. Bones walked around the shop, looking at different bits of clothing, and the many varieties they had. He was not really sure what he would go with. After a bit, he saw a nice little yellow dress, and showed it to Fatima, urging her to go try it on. In the meantime, he found some light blue wool pants, and a pale blue linen shirt. He went off to try them on, coming back once he did, to check out how Fatima looked.

[Fatima]

Fatima marveled at the many bright colours and patterns of fabric the shop had to offer, flitting this way and that to touch and examine them. She really was a sucker for pretty things. Things that were bright or sparkling were going to be her downfall someday. She smiled happily ad Bones handed her a yellow dress; it was not garishly yellow, but instead a nice, fresh, lemony color. It would look good against Fatima's skin. She took the little dress to a changing area and began to disrobe. Looking at her white linen outfit once again, it seemed even more plain off of her body. She crinkled her nose in distaste. The dress, luckily, was light and airy feeling, and still allowed her a decent amount of movement. She hated to be constricted by tight clothing. Twirling once, she stepped out of the changing area, to show Bones how she looked and to get a look at what he had picked for himself.

[Ssafirsotibones]

Bones quickly found the area for changing, and got into his own clothes. They were different from the stuff he usually wore, obviously nicer. He usually just wore the minimum of what humans considered was needed for modesty. If it weren't for them, he would go around without any clothing. But they seemed to be sticklers for modesty. They certainly felt different on his skin than the usual cotton... The wool on his legs, and the linen on his chest... Different... But not necessarily bad. As Bones came out, he looked for Fatima. Soon enough she came out of her own changing area, doing a quick twirl to show the dress to Bones. He simply grinned, and looked her over. "Nice... You look very pretty..." It seemed to go with her pretty well, and he stood there staring for half a chime, just looking at her. Suddenly he realized he had been staring, and jerked back to attention. "Sso... Sat workss... What of mine?" He would listen to her answer, and would nod, and then continue on, "Well, we almosst have an outfit... Now we jusst need ssomesing for our feet... And maybe a jacket..." He took his time speaking, talking a bit slower than normal, but focusing on his pronunciation. When he did so, his accent was much less thick, and he was easier to understand. Though some still carried over from his native snake tongue. But he was getting better. He looked around once more, trying to find something. He usually went for robes, so maybe a nicer pair of those would work... He was not really sure what Fatima might want...

[Fatima]

Fatima blushed at Bones' compliment. He really was quite sweet. She giggled as he simply stared at her for a few moments, then seemed to start, asking her about his own outfit. She smiled, and had to admit that they suited him well, fitting his tall, leggy frame nicely. "Ah yes...the feet." Fatima looked down at her own feet, clad in threadbare sandals that had definitely seen better days. Truthfully, she disliked wearing shoes at all, but the streets of Alvadas could sometimes be unfriendly to bare feet, so she wore them begrudgingly. She supposed that she couldn't go anywhere very nice in her ratty sandals, or barefoot. She examined Bones' face while he spoke, noticing that he seemed to be speaking more clearly than normal. Perhaps he had been working on his speech impediment? She still had not figured out exactly what the obstruction was, but she was glad that he seemed to be working on it. She did not have to concentrate so hard to understand him.