Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-25151516-20140212151036

(Probably when I mentioned Phantom Limb floating. :P)

"Very well, Miss Lavis," Cain relaxed his hands and let the women and his daughter enter first. "Stay where I can see you, Vanessa."

Azura walked past the various combat boots and women's armor jackets to the front counter and rang the service bell. Cain followed as a cashier approached.

"Aren't you a bit young to be in a shop like this, young lady?" the cashier asked as Cain approached. "Ah, hello sir! Something I can help you with?"

"Yes," Cain began, withdrawing, from a paper bag, Azura's combat dress. "This is a tailor shop, would it be possible for this dress to be repaired and also given added protection against, guard dogs?"

The man at the counter put a pair of spectacles on and examined the dress. "Ah yes, combat dress, I won't ask why, but I'd say it will take a few hours to give it a tougher mesh. Say, four? I assume you can pay for this?"

"Yes I can. Give it the best protective mesh as possible while keeping it flexible around the joints."

"It'll cost quite a bit, sir. But if you insist. Can I get a name and a number to call?"

Cain wrote down his cell number and concluded that part of the transaction. Azura was looking at Noir with a tilted head of curiosity.