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[periculis]

[ filter; gale ]

Afternoon, Gale. Settled into the castle well enough?



[ filter; clove ]

Hello, Clove.


[ those two filters done and set up, the stylist settles into the couch he has decided to occupy in the castle lobby today. he has a set of various pencils by him, as well as sketchbooks, and is lost in his own madness world at the moment. he is periodically looking up and at residents floating in and out and taking details here and there. feel free to be nosy or catch him studying you intently! ]

Comments

[thehangedrose]

Composing clothes...oh! You're a fashion designer, aren't you?

[Garry's visible eye almost lights up when he says it, because fashion is something he is very invested in, even if his own tastes are rather eclectic.]

Wow, I don't think I've ever met one before...what style of clothes do you design?

[periculis]

I am.

[ Cinna comes from a world where people tattoo themselves to look like their favorite animal, or dye their skin their favorite color. A tattered coat is rather plain in the grand scheme of things. ]

All types. It depends on the occasion and the person.

[thehangedrose]

That's amazing, really. I mean, to be a real professional fashion designer...that takes skill, it really does.

[Cinna, you are now his favorite person here. He's just going to lean on a nearby chair, looking incredibly interested.]

How did you get into doing it?

[periculis]

[ Slowly but surely, Cinna is amassing a fanbase. ]

Thank you. I used to doodle as a child, and it became my main focus as I got older.