A Night on the Town [Solo]

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

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[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

53rd Fall 511AV

Val’Mera had instructed him that he was to acquire a few items. He knew this not to be a ‘suggestion’ and it was more of a necessity. Lym had let him off work a little early in order to shop downtown for a few hours before they started closing up. She knew that he needed to start getting things together for his journey off the isle. And he didn’t have that much time. Lym understood this and let him go to town. Good thing the Temple wasn’t that far away from most of the shopping areas. But his main goal was waterfall fabrics. He didn’t know what to expect, but he knew that it would indeed be owned by a Konti; with a name like Waterfall Fabrics it had to be.

Konti elegance was still something he was getting used to in his mind. Everything was functional yet still wonderfully elegant. His bow and daggers were a wonderful example of this. Both of them masterpieces of art, and yet fully functional at the same time, both just as deadly if not more so than any of their less handsome cousins. Everything here was about beauty and elegance. From the banners declaring the Pumpkin Festival to the every craft that the Konti sold or traded away. Beauty was indeed key here. But looking at it from the outside the building looked like nothing ornate. It actually looked quite plain. It was a large building though with a blue door. He shrugged and entered the building.

The first room had a low table in it comfortable cushins on the floor around it. There were wonderful colorful paintings hung on the walls decorating the otherwise generally plain room. It was interesting and behind a counter he heard a voice speak to him.

“Welcome to Waterfall Fabrics. What is it you desire?” That was a very blunt question. It could mean anything really. He desired several things but right now his list was simple.

“I am to travel to Riverfall at the end of fall, then to Wind Reach when I can. I desire warm clothing to keep the chill out while I am on the road as well as a white bodysuit, possibly a black one as well.” The Konti behind the counter seemed to smile and rush him onward with joy as she spoke.

“Very nice, I could do this for you easily.Come.” She said as she then walked and led him into the second room.

In this room there were a few chairs and cushions scattered about. But it was far more decorated than the first room, there were two somewhat shallow pools of water served as centerpieces for the customers attention. He walked into the room with her and Merit smiled as she formulated this newest challenge in her head for herself. It had been some time since he had made anything for a man, especially one of Serrif’s build…especially a bodysuit. She motioned to a chair and she went off looking through the shelves and such for the raw material.

“I know I have it here somewhere….” She said as she then produced a bolt of white silk and smiled. “There we go…now…” She continued and found a black bolt of silk but as she inspected it she came to a conclusion.

“This will not do…I don’t seem to have enough fabric to make you a black one at this time…However with all the ships coming in and all of my sisters returning I should be able to get some here soon.” She looked a little disappointed but at the same time she knew it may have come to this eventually.
“That is fine.” Serrif wasn’t going to press her any further as the attractive Merit turned around and set the silk down next to him.

She seemed to gently run her eyes over his body, yet it was hard for him to tell what her intentions were. She was after all a tailor. So was she examining him to see what she would have to do in order to make the clothing for him? Taking measurements with her eyes before she set off to find the appropriate clothing for him; or was she doing something else entirely. He couldn’t tell but for a moment he swore he saw her gawk a little before making another statement that actually made him a little uncomfortable if not aroused.

“I need you to remove those things you call clothing.” She said with a smile half joking and half being serious at the same time.

“Oh? And what do you plan to do with me after that? Doesn’t the removal of clothing happen after a nice night at the Pearl Divers Inn, or at least a nice dinner on the beach?” He smiled a little as Merit actually blushed a little.

“I need to measure you; the bodysuit will fit like a glove and needs to be tailored to you exactly. It is a delicate process.” He explained as she motioned and waited for Serrif to comply; a sly smile on her face the entire time.

He shrugged and figured it was best he do as she asked. Although the entire predicament mad him a little uneasy. Here he was de-robing for a Konti tailor so she could ‘measure’ him correctly. He wasn’t sure what she meant by this but one way or another he was going to have to comply with her. So he did so easily slipping off his shirt and pants. He wasn’t really comfortable with going much farther than that though. Which was fine with Merit, it gave her a little bit of mystery to work with. All the important measurements could now be made.

“Does that suit you?” He said as Merit nodded and pulled out a cloth tape measurer and a small notepad so she could take accurate measurements.

She ran her hands across his broad shoulders first. Seemingly following some of his scarring with her fingertips ever so gently. She was forming a map of his body with her mind and notepad. She measured distances across his shoulders, and then down his spine from the base of his neck to the small of his back. Serrif could feel her somewhat cool hands make every point of contact with his warm skin. And it was actually quite soothing to be truthful. Her smaller hands traveled and felt his muscle structure she moved his arms around some to feel how his muscle structure worked. She wanted the suit to fit perfectly and also allow for room to grow. She knew his muscles could grow and tone; so she wanted the suit to have room for that. She also didn’t want it to bind when he mad movements of any kind. So she needed to feel how his body worked…she blushed some as she thought of a certain more ‘enjoyable’ way she could do this…

“I appreciate the effort you are putting into this Merit.” Serrif said bringing Merit back to the man before her.

“Yes, this will be a very intricate piece. It has been some time since I undertook a task this interesting.” She said as she felt over his body and took more measurements and notes. “Oh what a life you have had.” She said almost under her breath.

“Yes it has been quite a life so far.” He commented as Merit smiled, she had meant to think that not say it aloud.

“Your…body tells quite a story.” She marked some measurements down in her notepad quickly.

“It tends to tell it better than I.”

“I see.” She then set the notepad aside and walked over to several of the shelves and was looking for something.

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“What are you looking for?” Serrif asked as he watched her look through the many shelves. Some of them were a little deeper than he imagined so she had to move the things in front out of the way so she could look behind them.

“Something I made a long time ago…something that would suit you well in the cold weather to come. But where did I put it?” She asked herself as she stood looking around as if to visualize all the shelves in her mind before she shook her head side to side and then seemingly pouted a little. It was a masterpiece and she had lost it in here somewhere….all because she thought she would never find a customer for it…But now here he was and she wanted to find it.

She was beautiful even when she was frustrated, but what Konti wasn’t? Her cheeks grew red and she seemingly pouted as she looked around at the many shelves and storage areas. The sight almost made him smile as the Konti before him was obviously not entertained with her predicament. And then in an instant of brilliance she walked over to a shelf and on the bottom most area she moved some things aside and then reached behind. Her fingers touched fur, then she knew she had found it.

“Ah there we go.” She said as she pulled the cloak out and held it. The cloak itself was as white as the stone this building was made of. But it looked heavy, and to be made completely out of a fine white fur of some kind. “Yes this is the one.” She handed the cloak to Serrif to try on.

Unsure of how to wear such an item he threw it over his shoulders and struggled to fix the brooch on so it would stay on his body. Even the inside of the cloak had fur, and that felt nice against his bare skin. The hood was very deep and also fur lined as well. It fit him well…almost like it was made for him in the first place. Surely no Konti could wear this cloak, for it was far too long. It came down to just above his ankles as it was. It would be a dragging train for any normal height Konti.

“Ah perfect…Just like I thought.” She said admiring the cloak on the tall strong man before her. “That was made just in case an Akalak came here. But you are obviously the height of one, a little more slender but the height is what really matters here.” She said as she adjusted the cloak some and then nodded again. A perfect fit. “You will have room to grow in it, and it should keep you very warm and protect you from the cold.”

Serrif felt the weight of the cloak and was intrigued. It was indeed a heavy winter cloak. Fur both inside and out and paired with a rather large deep hood as well. This would doubtlessly protect him from any cold that came his way. It would also mesh well with the bodysuit that was going to be made for him. He was anxious to see her handiwork because this cloak was superb. Every little detail was met with the eye that only a Konti seamstress could have. Every detail perfect and elegant. The fur all meshed well, all perfectly meshed together because he was sure the fur had to come from several animals but as to what animal this fur was collected from…well he had no earthly idea. But the fur was fine and soft to the touch. He would have to keep it clean he was sure.

“I can see that, it is a wonderful cloak.”

”Yes, I can part with it for forty five Mizas. That way you can take it with you right now. You can pay me for the white bodysuit when I finish, and pick up and pay for the black one before you leave Mura. I am sure I will get the required supplies by then.”

”Sounds good to me.” He said as he reached into his backpack and drew out the appropriate payment of 45 Mizas and set them on a chair.

“Is there anything else, perhaps more sets of clothing?” She hinted noticing that his current set looked pretty worn and everyone could use a few good sets of clothing. Especially on an isle full of women.

“Yes, maybe five sets of undergarments, a pair of black and white cotton pants and matching shirts. And maybe shoes…I think it would be good to have some of those.” With that the Konti smiled and headed off through the shelves to find the man what he had asked for. The pants and shirts were easily found as were the undergarments. But his feet…they were far larger than the normal Konti’s. So shoes and boots would be a bit of a challenge for her to locate.

She set the clothing items down and then looked at his feet. “I will see what I can do about those feet, I may have a pair of shoes and a pair of tall boots I can sell you…I may.” She emphasized as she headed off and looked around some more. She had all kinds of things and well she found a pair of leather shoes and a set of high boots that she thought would fit him well…or good enough. But with as much as he was going to be wearing them she wanted to make sure they were the right size.

“Try these on for me. Let me know if the shoes fit.” He had dressed himself back in his black pants and shirt…a pity she was beginning to like the sight of him.