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[In the current move, Sasha has just accepted an oath of service from Jedao, a relationship Reshad believes is coercive. I'm not sure whether this properly counts as character rp or a new half-move, but I think we all need some new space to deal with the fallout!]

Sasha is waiting outside the antechamber. She has tied her scarf again, and looks as put-together as she ever does. "Are we having this conversation in my office?" she asks Reshad. "Or over tea, with everyone?"

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2019-12-16 01:15 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
The grid informs Reshad she has a visitor in a timely enough manner that she lays down her hairpins before going to answer the door. Of course, she queries who stands outside; the grid informs her of Sasha's presence. That gets a quick, silent moment of consideration, and then she goes to the door. Her smile is curious, not showing the guarded way she feels in truth. But if she intended trouble, likely she'd have brought more than herself.

"Good afternoon, Sasha. Come in, if you like." A careless wave of the hand indicates the room beyond the threshold. She treats this as entirely ordinary; indeed, it has to be less awkward than conversing in the hall.

Cantata's quarters are not extraordinarily large, and this particular room has been subdivided further. Since Sulen's visit, Reshad has added a hinged screen holding plain paper. The screen marks off an area that must be tight, even for a ship's narrow bunk - a narrow strip of private space, made distinct from the semi-public area around her table. The walls hold one decoration only: a mask, deep green fabric stretched over something carved. Its feathery cut would frame the wearer's eyes while exposing the lips and chin, were it not on a wall hanger.

A bench has been made by fixing fabbed cushions onto a storage chest, and that is where she must have been been, pinning ornaments to a mannequin's head to test their fall. The table's lone chair sits at an inviting angle, and the tablet, left open, shows fashions reminiscent of those seen at the trade show.

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2019-12-16 04:24 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
There are several ornaments on the mannequin: a cluster of pale flowers with leaves of a reassuringly natural-looking green, a stick with purple glass spheres dangling from its tip, and perched at an angle that looks temporary, a tiny, folded-metal depiction of some insect predator whose forefeet curve into dainty scythes. Its wings are filigreed silver, not the solid black feather of Sasha's pin.

Even among the pins laid on the table, there are no gears - plant and simple beads in a variety of colors dominate. Not a single eye winks scarlet, although a smiling fox is draped over a comb. That one is set aside in its own little carton.

"It might just." Ashari is- or was- Andan, and that means they're looking. Reshad eyes Sasha's current clothing, and the shift from relaxed but curious to working is plain as her stance shifts. "If they're looking for a spectacle, what sort do you want to give them?" Because Sasha wouldn't be here if she didn't plan on doing something differently.

"As I see it, you have a few options, and it all depends on what kind of a spectacle you want to create. Do you want to show them a mathematician and grid-diver? A commander of a rebellion moth in challenging marches? A wanderer of time?"

She has half a dozen more questions, but patience will serve better than intensity just now. Reshad tucks herself back onto the bench and starts moving the loose hairpins aside, trying to reduce the distraction. A small box fills quickly, with a glimpse of still other ornaments wrapped away inside.

[Reshad's practicing hairstyles is not actually calculated to annoy Sasha. Just ask Sulen! 0:)

You can see her amethyst hair stick here if you're so inclined. I need to draw the mantis-like one, as nothing comparable seems to exist.]

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2019-12-20 08:05 pm (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"That'll work fine." It's the sort of reassuring thing one says to a new operative. "You know Ashari better than I do. Would it serve you to remind them of your victories?" And hope to the stars something in there will appear coherent together, and not look like a cobbled-together mess.

Reshad sits back, her own relaxation in stark contrast to Sasha's posture. /She/ looks something like a Kel candidate trying to stand at attention. "Of course, the ideal is something you can wear. If you aren't comfortable with it, no amount of spectacle will cover that. So it needs to feel like something you're all right with."

Reshad thinks about what she's seen Sasha wear. Shapeless shirts, in one memorable occasion, hacked off. References to long-obsolete technology. That same jacket. Head coverings, in deference to Naxorian tradition. (And thank goodness the databanks had something on the subject.) "Something from your work together, maybe something from the trade show we just attended?" She's searching for more ideas now and makes a beckoning motion, inviting Sasha to contribute.

[I drew the description of Sasha's wardrobe from OoC discussions; please let me know if I should alter anything!]
Edited (formatting) Date: 2019-12-20 08:15 pm (UTC)

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2019-12-27 10:57 pm (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"All right, then we have an audience." What might sound like hostility, Reshad is beginning to learn to read as humor, of a foreign sort. Sasha truly is a wanderer of time, and norms do not last, despite the factions' insistence that they do.

/Team member/ is good, encouraging; it says that Jedao's prisoner status is not permanent. "Will he be attending? That... allows far greater flexibility in display." Among other things, including letting the team begin to combine.


[If there's something Hexarchate-flavored and used to signal allegiance that Reshad is missing here, I humbly request patience! It's been a long holiday season and I'm coming off a nasty cold.]

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2019-12-30 11:06 pm (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
Of course the Andan is likely to make a fuss of their own interests in Jedao. The only question is what those may be, and they should follow a set of relatively predictable paths... But that isn't what Sasha is here for.

"Then, it may be good to display the connection you already have. Ask him to wear that hairpin; you wear some corresponding token. Doesn't need to be the bond itself to be effective." To avoid stepping on her sensibilities, and also to present the information in a way readable across cultural lines.

"So far as the rest? Your comfortable jacket may be a good choice." She tries a touch of humor. "And whatever you've liked to wear that isn't holed."

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-01 03:01 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"Black on black is fine. Might even be a statement in itself." Hm, does she change her own ornaments? It's worth considering.

She smiles at the question. "Depends. Do you want to signal being in his command as much as he's in yours? If you don't, it might be good to avoid gold details entirely." Kel colors. "Or military silhouettes. In your shoes, if I wanted to make a claim of his loyalty, I would have him wearing your symbol - then make it very obvious it's yours."

[Does Sasha's wardrobe have much in the way of military cuts or different texture?]

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-02 03:18 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"You've got to make sure your priorities are correct," Reshad says, amused. One hand makes a flippant sort of gesture to the side: what else could they possibly be? There's an Andan joke there if one so much as scratches the surface.

"That's fine. It makes a claim of both your loyalty to the rebellion." The rebellion logo and its inexplicable feathers.

"All right. How about this: wear your jacket, one of your tanks or a new shirt we can have fabbed in your dimensions. Have a pin to match his, and... maybe a black hat, to match?" She eyes the disreputable object on Sasha's head as if expecting that specific instance to be required, for Naxorian reasons.

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-08 02:48 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
There's no mockery apparent. It wouldn't be the best thing to wear to a party, but she's seen worse.

"Oh, good." There's some real relief there. "Then, it's pretty simple from there, no? Now - are you trying to bring in concealed weaponry?" The way she's phrased it, that's barely even a question. The more interesting query is /what./

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-10 01:24 am (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
Reshad's grin in return is edged, and for once the sharpness isn't meant for Sasha. "Good," she says. Because of course Sasha's been to Ashari's base, and physical access is the best access.

A hand flutters out to retrieve her tablet. "Here-" She has a fashion program, well beyond what a standard fabricator offers. "Let it have your measurements from the grid, and if you see a style you like..." Her voice is gleeful, this being clearly a favorite game.

The software has a maquette that will reconfigure if Sasha gives it permission. A selection of filters is available: symmetry, range of motion, hidden pockets or other features, internal armor options, levels of decoration, and more.

[Let me know if I shouldn't give Reshad any of that! *Lol* but pseudomilitary fashion software seemed like it'd fit.]
Edited Date: 2020-01-10 01:25 am (UTC)

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-13 09:16 pm (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
"Not at all." It's true, and if Sasha is going to give her the chance to play paper-dolls with her commanding officer, Reshad is going to take it. She takes the tablet two-handed as it's offered.

It's tempting to suggest something absurd just to watch the reaction. Reshad quashes the urge to pick something truly inappropriate, and dials it down to three.

Simple trousers on all three maquettes, in a style Sasha's already familiar with, no fluttering ties, cutouts, or particularly interesting leg shapes. No glitter; she picks the same matte fabrics she favors, herself. One has a shirt patterned with feathers, the second a simple charcoal grey, and the third, a subtle vertical stripe. The jackets are likewise similar, a versatile, simple cut.

"Would you favor it, did I work clock hands or feathers into my own decorations?"

Re: a day or two later - paging Reshad

Date: 2020-01-14 06:46 pm (UTC)
hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
From: [personal profile] hoardingpearls
Reshad's smile stays in place, and her curious eyes keep to Sasha's face, scanning and rescanning.

"Then, I shall." As simple as that. She refrains from pulling out a pin right now; in all likelihood, she'll need to print something appropriate.

A flick across the tablet's screen sends the specifications to the grid. "Your new outfit should be available for anything else it needs."

[It didn't make it into the first description in that thread, but Reshad will indeed wear a black feather tucked into her other ornaments at the party.]

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