002: Is this a nightmare or not?

[ladyhyperion]

Seira scowled at the racks of dresses and gowns, arms wrapped around herself. She knew she'd have to find one that didn't make her look completely ridiculous, she couldn't wear her usual clothes to a formal affair no matter how good she looked in them. She was a girl and needed to wear a dress for this.

She didn't hate dresses, not really, but they didn't always fit or flatter her and if there was a fight it would very quickly get ripped and ruined.

"Lets get this over with." She grumbled, glancing at the person she'd come in to this potential hellhole with. Two pairs of eyes were better than one, and maybe a second opinion would find something that didn't look like a cross dresser or costume.

[OOC: Feel free to suddenly bring in a dinosaur or seven to interrupt this potential trainwreck.]

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[waterfell]

Well, that made these ones useless... Ami raised an eyebrow and let two yellow dresses go back to the racks. It still left a small selection of other possibilities.

"What's all this fuss about anyway?" she asked as they headed towards the fitting rooms. It felt natural, in the dream, to fall into stride with Seira. "Something coming up?"

[ladyhyperion]

"It'll be the first time I'll be seen in public since the stuff with Galbadia." She shrugged, "I have to make a good impression y'know? Can't make amends with people thinking I"m there to hold them hostage."

She let out a breath, looking at the ceiling briefly. "Not that it matters, right? I just wanted to at least try, y'know?"

[waterfell]

She doesn't really know exactly what that means, but she can understand enough. For one, she understands Seira is a better person than she is, by acting from that concern.

"So this is to honor them, you could say." That was different from Ami's own tendencies to dress for public occasions to attract notice. She'd come a long way from the little girl who failed at makeup at sleepovers.

"In that case, you want subdued colors, to show your own wish to make amends." Only moderately fashionable, she did know a lot about symbols and creating an effect.

[ladyhyperion]

"Honor them, not really. More make sure they won't be some of the people attempting to get me killed." She smirked, "But, I guess something less flashy might go over a little better."

She glanced at a few that had already been tried on by other people, "What about this?" She asked, pulling a dark red one away from the others.

[waterfell]

It was the same, mostly. Keep them placated. There was an answering smirk; Ami didn't fail to appreciate the humor behind the sentiments.

"That one would suit you. And nobody could complain about it." Or about Seira wearing it, though of course some would probably find reasons to. By nature, humans were prone to give vent to their petty dislikes.

"Try it on?"

[ladyhyperion]

Seira nodded, "Gimme a minute then."

She disappeared behind one of the curtains, and a few muttered curses and thuds against the walls later she emerged in the red gown.

"I look like a party favor."

[waterfell]

There wasn't much of a way to make this one sound better. Ami shook her head; that was not the dress to wear.

"It looks like Christmas," she adds.

[ladyhyperion]

"I shouldn't wear red anyway, it'd give people a bad impression." Seira nodded, stalking back towards the arrays of gowns without bothering to change out of the one she wore.

She pulled a embroidered blue one and tossing it over her arm.

[waterfell]

Ami was partial to blue, which gave the gown a definite advantage. The long length was elegant and tasteful. It wasn't her own taste, but it would make a good impression and Seira was the one who'd be wearing it.

"Choose that one," Ami said.

[ladyhyperion]

"If it fi-- ooooohhhhhh." She cut off, beelining for the narrow selection of silvery gray ones. She pulled a gunmetal one off the rack that had caught her eye.

"I'll try both. Can't hurt, right?"

[waterfell]

It was the perfect hue... to make Ami make the obvious observation.

"Planning to buy it to match your accessories? They might not appreciate you wearing a few guns." She was teasing, though, and actually the color and cut seemed likely to suit Seira.

[ladyhyperion]

"I'm not going in there unarmed, I'm not that crazy." Seira replied, rolling her eyes.

[waterfell]

"Are you saying you can't defend yourself without the guns?" There were a lot of weapons and powers in the world; of course, Ami is mostly goading Seira for the fun of it. Why not?

[ladyhyperion]

"I'd rather be the one bringing a gun to a knife fight if you know what I mean." Seira sighed, bringing the dresses in to the changing room again.

[waterfell]

Put that way, Ami can't help a faint grin. There's something she likes about the feeling of completely crushing her opponent, satisfaction instead of just a fight or a hard battle.

"I'd say the same," she acknowledges.

[ladyhyperion]

"It's just stupid to go and walk in to a room full of people who probably want to kill you without escape plans and weapons. You wouldn't take a test without studying and bringing a backup pen." She agreed, fabric rustling as she changed.

[waterfell]

Ami, who wouldn't take a test without a backup pen, two more pens, several pencils, an eraser, and studying for months ahead of time, certainly still agrees. She waits outside for Seira to come out with the next possible dress on.

"Find a dress that will let you bring your weapon without trouble." Nothing too tight to make hiding it obvious.