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niteo_nix2012-05-26 04:59 am
1mistress_nomaster) wrote in niteo_nix2012-05-26 04:59 am
[Video] V
[She's looking less tired now, sitting on her bed with the windows behind her. Back to her normal colourful dresses and neatly bound up hair, save for the odd curl that escapes. Her little sewing decoration is tied around her wrist now though, all finished. Testament to how much nothing keeps her outwardly down for long.]
Since there's so many new people arrived, treat this as an announcement of sorts to extend my services. I'm Elizabeth, I'm in room 601 and I sew. I can fix any rips in your clothes, alter them, or if given material, I can make some things within reason. I'm out of practise, so to speak. Large projects take time, resources, so on so forth. I suspect those of you that can would be better off buying things in the city across the river.
[Which no, she doesn't want modern clothes just yet. She feels naked already thinking about not having corsets.]
But all that aside, for sewing purposes, I'll be leaving a basket outside my door, leave whatever it is that needs fixing there with an indication to who it belongs to, and I should have it done within the day, if there's not too much. [... and she grows stern for a moment, speaking like she did to her advisors. Flat, stern and rather grave.] And I'd ask you not to steal each others clothes. Because it's a headache I do not even want to think about, I'd hope there is some measure of trust between us all. [It's a common enough event to her, because of the sheer amount of jewels sewn into clothing, or in the lower classes, just having clothes at all meant a great deal of stealing.]
Oh and master Dextera? I've finished translating the evening prayers for you. I'd play the Kyrie for you to hear, but I have no instrument, the best I could is sing, but I am even more out of practise with that then I am sewing. [Laughs at little.] Come collect them whenever you wish, I'm in my room at present.
[Private to Cross]
... I don't want to hear otherwise about this. You're taking my jewels, the hair pins are all diamonds. I sold one, and I got much too little for it. But my lord Tyki assured me that such things have not lost their value, and there is another six. I don't know how much the pearls will fetch, but it should be something. You'll get a much better price for them then I will with my poor Russian. [She's keeping her face blank about this, but stern.] There is much better uses for them then adornment.
Since there's so many new people arrived, treat this as an announcement of sorts to extend my services. I'm Elizabeth, I'm in room 601 and I sew. I can fix any rips in your clothes, alter them, or if given material, I can make some things within reason. I'm out of practise, so to speak. Large projects take time, resources, so on so forth. I suspect those of you that can would be better off buying things in the city across the river.
[Which no, she doesn't want modern clothes just yet. She feels naked already thinking about not having corsets.]
But all that aside, for sewing purposes, I'll be leaving a basket outside my door, leave whatever it is that needs fixing there with an indication to who it belongs to, and I should have it done within the day, if there's not too much. [... and she grows stern for a moment, speaking like she did to her advisors. Flat, stern and rather grave.] And I'd ask you not to steal each others clothes. Because it's a headache I do not even want to think about, I'd hope there is some measure of trust between us all. [It's a common enough event to her, because of the sheer amount of jewels sewn into clothing, or in the lower classes, just having clothes at all meant a great deal of stealing.]
Oh and master Dextera? I've finished translating the evening prayers for you. I'd play the Kyrie for you to hear, but I have no instrument, the best I could is sing, but I am even more out of practise with that then I am sewing. [Laughs at little.] Come collect them whenever you wish, I'm in my room at present.
[Private to Cross]
... I don't want to hear otherwise about this. You're taking my jewels, the hair pins are all diamonds. I sold one, and I got much too little for it. But my lord Tyki assured me that such things have not lost their value, and there is another six. I don't know how much the pearls will fetch, but it should be something. You'll get a much better price for them then I will with my poor Russian. [She's keeping her face blank about this, but stern.] There is much better uses for them then adornment.
I WOULD NEVER LIE. I am only the most ~pure~
So no one does it for the sake of itself? To just create something beautiful?
Uh huh.
I would imagine some of the villagers would create for the sake of creation.
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But how does your economy support itself? That is if people are so disinterested in such things? You need one to have the other...
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People buy and sell things. Gimmicks, clothes, masks. Crafted gifts, I mean.
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It seems rather... simple. But then I seem to live ah... far different to a lot of people here. At least that I've noticed. Or perhaps I'm just over aware of it, I can't imagine soldiers would pay the slightest bit of interest to the wool trade, or grain, or any of those things.
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I suppose you would compare ninja to soliders, but most of the people I know are still interested in material things and being able to live their lives as best they can.
We have a duty, but it isn't always the only thing we focus on. It's important to relax.
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It is the closest I can come to, as no one has bothered to explain to me exactly what a 'ninja' is. [Which he was welcome to do so, whenever he liked.] Well, you'd have to, else what are you fighting for? [a shrug.]
So you aren't always the most serious young man I've ever met? Because I swear my brother was King at your age, and he still smiled more then you do. [Teasing lightly.]
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I fight for the peace of my village. [It's said without the pleasure that should come with it. He will murder his entire clan for that peace. He's still not sure how he ever finds the strength, even though he knows he will. There is so much at stake.]
[As for the smiling... he's not sure how to tackle the question, eyes dropping to his sewing - where he only needs to finish his last stitch.]