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.
[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?
[He's not serious, honestly. More exasperated than anything else, and really doubting a tailored suit even makes a difference. Yeah, he's grinning right back in return.]
All right, fine, let me at least call the pizza place around here and then you can yell at me on where to put shit in my condo.
[Goooooonna just pull up shit on his phone-]
Any specific toppings or are we gonna pray their cheese pizza won't be a monstrosity to mankind?
When we came out of the Egyptian underworld and I realized the bird I made with the shadows turned into a real bird and then Julian got attached. Her name's Helena.
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drewthetower) wrote2022-01-05 05:37 pm
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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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All right, fine, let me at least call the pizza place around here and then you can yell at me on where to put shit in my condo.
[Goooooonna just pull up shit on his phone-]
Any specific toppings or are we gonna pray their cheese pizza won't be a monstrosity to mankind?
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[He pauses for a long moment, looking between Julian and Helena. Points at them-]
Do we just uh... let them do their own thing in the meantime? When did you fucking start hoarding crows, August?
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