This is August. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Unless you're a jackass who decided to track down my personal info instead of using the business number, in which case fuck you.
[That works! Nox opens the door to an empty room, taking stock of the space and how much they're gonna need to move around once everything's in. He lets out a whistle in both amusement and a little awe.]
Man, I know I only visited once, but it actually had shit in it. This is kinda nuts.
[He doesn't miss what August says, however.]
Also, what? You know what I wear, why do you need to see them? [Is he avoiding talking about the fact that he has suits? YES HE IS.]
Are you asking for my rant on fast fashion and how it's bullshit and how we've made tailoring something expensive and for rich people when for literal centuries all our clothing was bespoke? Are you really?
My day job is literally tailoring, yes I did. Last chance to avoid the rant in three, two, one--okay so.
[And the entire time they are unloading shit, August will give Nox the August Villareal Fast Fashion Is Bullshit rant. It is loud. There is a lot of swearing.]
[........right, he has made an absolute mistake. TOO LATE NOW, he's just gonna listen and laugh at the whole rant August gives him.
Unloading goes a lot faster than he expects, and sure enough, everything gets brought in easily enough. The clothes rack has been shoved up against a wall in an effort to try and not have August want to go after them now that shit is moved in.]
So basically, shit is fucked up and society's upside down in that sort of thing.
[Pls do not focus on his suits pls do not focus on his suits pls do not focus on his suits........]
[August you are getting a hair ruffle. The added distraction of Julian caww'ing helps to at least ease his tension a bit- just before he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously? [He's definitely walking right up to the clothes rack and scoffing. All of the suits are in pretty normal suit covers- except the one shoved at the end. That one has a bright white cover and looks a bit more padded compared to some of the others.] I know you had that whole shit, August, but why does it matter if I rarely wear them anyway?
[Nox actually chokes at the notion of suits with anything involving the Spirit Realm.]
God, can you even imagine that shit happening in there? Fuck that sounds terrible.
[For the most part, the suits are your standard two piece, one is three, which just leaves the one last one. It's got dust on the cover and doesn't look like it's been used in ages, and there's definitely a dark suit inside. But even more interesting is how there's definitely clasps on the shoulders that show through.
........this definitely is not a normal suit, and Nox knows it.]
[And that gets the longest fucking groan in existence. Really, August has every right to stare at what is basically an outfit that's even more ridiculous than a goddamn tuxedo.]
All right, all right, you've seen it. Now it's going back in the bag.
[Gonna just go and reach for the hanger and all that, see if he can grab it off the rack and be done with it. He's never worn it since he got it, and really, he sees no point in it. Not to be seen or used at all, if he can help it. It's the first time it's actually been outside his closet in the past few years.]
[Despite him being ready to get the bag, Helena definitely startles him enough to stop trying to reach for it. Nox gives the familiar a look before sighing and bringing his other hand to the bridge of his nose in annoyance.
Well, so much for getting out of this one easily. Fuck his entire life.]
A few years ago. Maybe three? Four? There was a Halloween party, my ex loves costume contests and this one had a decent prize. She wanted us to go as something like a Victorian vampire lord and his queen or fledgeling or whatever the hell you call it.
Didn't happen, in the end. We broke up before the party came around and it's sat there since. [A beat.] And like hell I'm wearing that to anything. Do you see how much bullshit it's got in layers? Fuck that entire noise.
Damn near any formal occasion? You are one of the lucky bastards that can make anything look good and appropriate, okay, and like hell am I gonna let you ignore that!
August, the last formal event I was invited to was almost eight years ago, when my cousin was getting married and she and her husband wanted a formal black and white dress code.
[Making a disgruntled noise!!] Jesus Christ though, you really aren't gonna let me get outta this one, are you?
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I can help with that, at least. Also you're letting me see those clothes.
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Man, I know I only visited once, but it actually had shit in it. This is kinda nuts.
[He doesn't miss what August says, however.]
Also, what? You know what I wear, why do you need to see them? [Is he avoiding talking about the fact that he has suits? YES HE IS.]
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And I told you, already- I hate suits. I only have these for stupid superintendent days and administration assemblies.
[They're stuffy and he has to act proper and be on his best behavior around the fucking worst parents. UUUUGH.]
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Though he definitely fails to keep his laughter contained, chuckling at the comment of being too hot for it.]
Dude, look, suits honestly are the fucking stiffest thing to wear at that shit. How is tailoring them gonna help me at all?
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I have absolutely no fucking idea what you're even talking about. Did you seriously say "bespoke?"
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[And the entire time they are unloading shit, August will give Nox the August Villareal Fast Fashion Is Bullshit rant. It is loud. There is a lot of swearing.]
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Unloading goes a lot faster than he expects, and sure enough, everything gets brought in easily enough. The clothes rack has been shoved up against a wall in an effort to try and not have August want to go after them now that shit is moved in.]
So basically, shit is fucked up and society's upside down in that sort of thing.
[Pls do not focus on his suits pls do not focus on his suits pls do not focus on his suits........]
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Extremely. Like, God, don't even get me started--
[Julian caws, and the look August gives his bird says everything Nox needs to know about what Julian said.]
No one asked you. Anyway. Suits.
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[August you are getting a hair ruffle. The added distraction of Julian caww'ing helps to at least ease his tension a bit- just before he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously? [He's definitely walking right up to the clothes rack and scoffing. All of the suits are in pretty normal suit covers- except the one shoved at the end. That one has a bright white cover and looks a bit more padded compared to some of the others.] I know you had that whole shit, August, but why does it matter if I rarely wear them anyway?
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[He will be nice and start with the basic ones, opening them as he pulls his phone out to make notes.]
Also with the bullshit going on nowadays, you never know when someone is going to require a suit to go into the spirit realm or whatever.
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[Nox actually chokes at the notion of suits with anything involving the Spirit Realm.]
God, can you even imagine that shit happening in there? Fuck that sounds terrible.
[For the most part, the suits are your standard two piece, one is three, which just leaves the one last one. It's got dust on the cover and doesn't look like it's been used in ages, and there's definitely a dark suit inside. But even more interesting is how there's definitely clasps on the shoulders that show through.
........this definitely is not a normal suit, and Nox knows it.]
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And stares.]
Holy shit.
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All right, all right, you've seen it. Now it's going back in the bag.
[Gonna just go and reach for the hanger and all that, see if he can grab it off the rack and be done with it. He's never worn it since he got it, and really, he sees no point in it. Not to be seen or used at all, if he can help it. It's the first time it's actually been outside his closet in the past few years.]
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Like hell it is. What the fuck, dude? When? And why? And you are wearing this the next time it's appropriate holy shit.
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Well, so much for getting out of this one easily. Fuck his entire life.]
A few years ago. Maybe three? Four? There was a Halloween party, my ex loves costume contests and this one had a decent prize. She wanted us to go as something like a Victorian vampire lord and his queen or fledgeling or whatever the hell you call it.
Didn't happen, in the end. We broke up before the party came around and it's sat there since. [A beat.] And like hell I'm wearing that to anything. Do you see how much bullshit it's got in layers? Fuck that entire noise.
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Like hell! Where the fuck would I even need to wear something as stupid as that? Halloween already came and went, dumbass.
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[Making a disgruntled noise!!] Jesus Christ though, you really aren't gonna let me get outta this one, are you?
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You are the biggest pain in the ass, why are you my adopted little brother again?
[But, yeah, he's kidding, as seen by him not really fighting August about taking the whole thing out and getting all the measurements done for that.]
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Because that's what I am. We're meeting for measurements and shit once you're all moved in.
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