[open] waiting for it gets so boring

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Goromi (Majima)
What ⬤ Post-curse, mainly Goromi going out for fun and other open general stuff.
Content Warnings ⬤ Cross-dress, alcohol, fighting, possibly some mental illness stuff or smut.

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(GOROMI) SHOPPING

[no_kyouken]

[ There is an extremely tall snake woman in sunglasses and glaring bright neon green dress. It's been cut to allow her tail through the back and the thin fabric shows the presence of the large tattoo on her back and the thin black stripe of her lace underwear underneath. She's wearing a pair of black ankle boots, the heels of which have an already decently tall person entirely towering. She has long black hair and red lipstick, her pale white snake scale glittery with some kind of body oil. Even her perfume is noticeable: fruit, sandalwood, rose.

She's looking through dresses, makeup, jewelry, perfume. She's not opposed to being social while she looks, she might even hold up a dress in front of her body and inquire, ]

Whaddya think?

[ She has a lilting, informal way of speaking; Osaka-ben pitched falsetto. She also really doesn't entirely pass but seems comfortable enough regardless. What do you think? Want to go shopping? ]

[everblooms]

[ The girl she turns to is here for a dress, too, flipping through the rack with vague interest. Most of this isn't her vibe, and she's got an armful of men's clothing as is; all dark, and nothing that would fit her. Goromi is perhaps keen enough to guess that armful isn't for her, but judging by how tattered the pale pink dress she's wearing, Aerith is definitely in the market for something new now. ]

Hmm. [ She takes a step back, elbows raised, and takes in the dress that Goromi holds up. She really considers this, thinking hard... ]

I like it on you! Really pretty. [ Simple as that.

Still, Aerith holds up a white mini dress; skin tight, with shimmering stones dotting the garment. It sparkles with ease in any lighting. ]

This matches your scales, too. [ ...Is she using Goromi for dress up? Maybe. Sshh. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ Oh, Aerith have you ever found the nee-san of your dreams. Goromi slinks closer with a charming, speculative smile. ]

Thank ya, sweetheart. What've ya got there?

[ What is this armful of men's clothes. Where is the cute shit? ]

[everblooms]

[ This is a good question, it seems, because it catches her off guard. Regarding Goromi with surprise laced into her features, Aerith raises the pile in her arm disinterestedly. Really, this isn't her vibe. ]

Some options for a friend. He's in the hospital.

[ One Mr. Strife, who is resting in a hospital bed in an executive suite. ]

I don't want him to wear his stinky, old military clothes when he gets out, so... I'm grabbing him some new duds!

[ She holds up a plain, boring black top. At least it has a pocket? ] He likes dark colors, but... I don't know. Don't you think it's a good occasion for some color and celebration? Maybe I should think for myself now...

[no_kyouken]

Well aren't you sweet.

[ Cute, cute aggression rising. ]

I think he'll be more interested if you're bein' th'colorful one. Don't ya think that's why he likes ya around?

[ An easy inference to make just from how she described the way they like to dress. ]

[everblooms]

[ The cute one, honestly, is Goromi. With her expression softens, she offers the other woman a sad smile. ]

Can't go disappointing him now, can we? [ In other words, point made and accepted. ] I've never shopped for someone else before. So... tips?

[no_kyouken]

Don't suppose ya've had a chance to text him for his size, huh.

[ She laughs a little. Oh boy, well... ]

How tall's this guy?

[everblooms]

Nope! I'm surprising him. Those are all he's got, and he needs some looser clothes for recovery. [ Aerith takes a step back to try and measure out Goromi's height without heels, and then looks down at her own feet to even out the guesstimate. It's probably not necessary, in truth. ]

About 5'8"?

[ This is, in fact, spot on, but Aerith doesn't look too sure. ]

I was just guessing. [ She leans in, conspiratorial. ] He's kinda twiggy!

[no_kyouken]

[ All he's got? God, what a utilitarian. Goromi suppresses some laughter, instead tapping a finger against her cheek in bemused contemplation. Twiggy, short little guy but about normal by Japanese standards.

She so goes to start checking the tags on some things for the measurements. She is, hilariously, better at women's sizing after several years of needing to buy dresses for the staff at the cabaret clubs. But she's gonna figure it out.

She finds an exceedingly normal pair of jeans, without a single interesting detail on them and holds them up for Aerith's appraisal. ]