Closed Coupled Shopping(Vayl)

[Dolce]

Out of the corner of her eye she watched Vayl's reaction to the soup. Dolce could see he was trying his hardest not to make a face while eating it. At least his system would digest this easier than most other foods. It was the best she could do for him given that nobody served Symenestra food. She could only hope Vayl's stomach didn't reject it, he needed to eat. She may have never seen a well fed Symenestra... But she knew her master was severely underweight. "I'm just fine." She answered Vayl before taking another spoonful of soup. Dolce then gave him a pout to end all pouts. "You're being moody and I know what you're thinking. Just..Relax okay? Nobody's going to attack you but even if someone tried... I'd peck their eyes out first." It was almost creepy how calm she said that, even to herself. But it was true right? A Kelvic protected their bonded with their life. Time for a subject change, "So I've been thinking about taking up a weapon, to help me hunt bigger game. Because we both know the water Moccasins are only a real threat in summer. I know the city has... wolf problems from time to time and there's deer. But I can't hunt them in bird form no matter how powerful my legs." "Now as for today's plans, we just head to the clothing store in the Noble District and more importantly find me a collar so I don't have to drag you everywhere with me, sir." She suddenly had remembered they were out and about and 'sir's and 'master's were needed here. Dolce gave him a smile.

[Vayl]

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Vayl looked down into his soup moodily as he was reprimanded by Dolce.

"The problem is that people attack you when you least expect it... and I doubt a bird will do well against a sword. There's a reason us non kelvics don't punch each other any more." a wry smile crossed his lips, before almost amused eyebrows were raised when Dolce brought up the subject of a weapon.

"Well... what do you have in mind? Yulia here was horrendously expensive, neither of us could afford that." Vayl grinned almost maliciously. "Redd paid for that."

Vayl winced sympathetically at the mention of a collar.

"It really pains me to see you have to wear one... but if you insist." Vayl politely put down his soup and gestured theatrically.

"Lead the way."

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But one day
you will stand before death's decrepit gate,
without really knowing why

[Dolce]

"....I'd still take a shot at pecking their eyes out. You can't say I couldn't do some damage." Dolce grinned, "We'll spar some time, Master. See how easy it is to take me down, sir." Her grin widened into a somewhat creepy smile. Dolce thought for a moment, "I was thinking perhaps a spear, maybe. Although I did find your practice Kat-ana at home. I thought maybe you could....teach me." She mumbled the last part. Getting up from her seat in a laughing tone,"Hey it's either a collar or you go and get me tattooed a slave." As they left the Soup House Dolce spoke up, "Master, you didn't finish your soup," she chided, before she returned to following him. "So let's head to Azure's, best clothes you'll ever find. While I look around you can look around too. That way I can surprise you with what I bought back at home! Walking behind Vayl every so often Dolce mustered up courage and tried to reach out and take her master's hand only for her hand to retreat back to her side. She tried time after time only to fail. Passing through the People's Market they came to a vendor selling Kelvic collars and she pulled Vayl aside, "Here," Dolce handed him 5 gold Mizas. "You have to buy it, just pick out a leather one and then put it on me. I'll hold onto the key unless you want to keep it." She gave her master a reassuring smile.

[Vayl]

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Vayl frowned in his usual way as he descended into thought.

"Hmm what do you think about a tattoo for yourself Dolce? I'd say it'd look rather beautiful on.. well.. your already beautiful self." he looked away shyly, trying to hide behind his hair.

While Dolce's smile was of creepiness, Vayl's was full of pure animalistic anticipation.

"Yes, sparring would be very fun."

A slightly withering frown came upon Vayl's face when Dolce mentioned her own Katana.

"Well as much as I'd love to, I really don't have any money." he sighed and kicked a pebble into the nearest canal. "As much as I'd love to I can't even get myself a job. But.." some hopeful glimmer of a smile passed his fangs.

"I can't say I won't try for you Dolce." he smiled and without thinking linked his hand with Dolce's, before the emotion fled from his face and he looked down at his hand almost in fear. He jerked it towards him, yet failing to pull it free from Dolce's grasp.

A deep crimson seemed to set in over Vayl as he hunched up and tried not to be seen. He... wanted to hold hands but for some reason he felt sick doing it in public.

Finally he managed to muster the courage and changed his demeanor into that of an irritated parent shopping for their child. Striding up to the shopkeeper, which at his height was quite speedy, he looked down and squinted slightly.

"Hello, I'm just here to buy a collar for my slave here." he jerked a finger lazily behind him towards the comparatively tiny Dolce

"What would you think would suit her? Perhaps a tattoo?"

x

But one day
you will stand before death's decrepit gate,
without really knowing why

OOCIf you wouldn't mind RPing the shopkeeper that'd be wonderful ^-^, I'm terrible at RPing with myself ._.'

[Dolce]

"Yes, but tattoos are painful. Plus it gets put on your hand and once I'm marked... I'm marked for life." As the subject changed to weapons, Vayl spoke of money and here own Katana, she stopped him, "I just thought I could use your practice one.. Just to learn, ya know? I'd never expect you to buy me one. I'd earn it myself. You should be a hunter for the city, you'd get some free practise time while doing your job. I saw a job or request to deal with some wolves. I can't take down wolves on my own but if I had some help..."Hint hint!"20gm a pelt, pretty good deal. I'd just need to find a good weapon. I KNOW we could take down at least three." Dolce cooed to her master. All out of nowhere Vayl took her hand, the moment was surreal. She could hear her heart in her ears. Blood rushed her cheeks and decided she'd never let go. Never let go of Vayl. Ever. ------------------------------------------- "The black haired girl over there? Cute little thing." The peddler eyed Dolce with a look that gave her a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Ever think o' sellin' her? I could give you a good price for such a pretty little thing like her and trust me I'd take real good care o' her. You know what I mean?" -------------------------------------- Dolce was releved when Vayl returned collar in hand after a bit of 'chatting' with the salesmen. She lifted up her hair and allowed Vayl to collar her. Then they continued on their way. Dolce was quite for awhile as they walked, "You know, it's not so bad wearing this. Now people know I belong to you." She gave him a shy smile which quickly faded, "People like that sick bastard of a merchant! I didn't hear a word of what he said.. But I didn't have to, that look said it all."oocI expect some dialog with the merchant, kay? ~ Ledger5gm= Leather collar

[Vayl]

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Vayl's eyes turned stormy violet in an instant, he raised his hand towards the vendor's neck his fingerblade flashing while his own talons pressing against the man's bulging neck.

"Don't you even dare consider taking her away from me. She means more to me than your filthy self ever will. Say something so insulting again and I might have to consider dropping round for free merchandise. I have a couple of friends in the ebonstryfe who wouldn't mind looking the other way for me." Vayl figured his unique appearance and clothing would let him get away with such a ridiculous claim. "Hell I might even ah, discover your citizenship papers are ah, false perhaps?" a frightening sadistic smile stretched across Vayl's fanged lips, before he abruptly straightened up and ruffled his coat, all malice leaving his face.

"So uh, how much for this collar then?" Vayl smiled kindly as if he hadn't a care in the world.

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Vayl raised a surprised eyebrow, pencil thin grey against bleach white.

"20 Gold a pelt?? Humans never cease to amaze me in their stupidity." Vayl grinned. "We should start hunting some pesky wolves as soon as we can."

...

"Outside of Ravok, I don't want you having any nasty ideas with Redd, as much as you two are rivals no doubt." Vayl added sternly. He may hate Redd, but he still owed her a great debt.

"Oh, and that 'sick bastard'? I don't think he will be troubling us any time soon. So where off to now?" Vayl smiled sadly as he extended an open hand to Dolce, care free. At least externally.

Inside he was watching every alley, and scared his offer of a hand would be refused. Vayl tried to get away with the stealthiest sigh possible to relieve some tension.

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But one day
you will stand before death's decrepit gate,
without really knowing why

[Dolce]

"So you're up for the job? With the wolves?" She smiled, "Maybe I should put a bell on my collar.." Dolce wondered out loud. "I'm not after Redd, if anything I'm worried about her, Vayl. She's not the reason I want to go after the wolves. It's good money that we could use." Dolce gently took the offered hand, she smiled, "What was that shiny thing on your finger?" She gave him a questioning look. "Now we're off to Azure's. It's the best clothing shop in the city!" It was a bit of a walk to the Noble District but Dolce didn't mind. Hand in hand with Vayl they made their way. "Here we are!" Dolce ran up to the door and opened it for Vayl. Inside was gold and blue themed with lavish rugs laid out. Dolce ran to the women's section and began to pick out some of the less expensive clothes although she had the plan on sneaking off to look at something special for a special occasion that she didn't even know if would happen. But a girl could dream, right? Just as she planed she snuck off to the undergarments section, picking out what she wanted. She hid it under the rest of the clothes and headed back to Vayl, "I've got what I need, so I'll go pay." She smiled and was off to pay. Ledgerchemise,silk, purple dyed, lace undergarments, silk,purple dye,lace,skirt, apron, undergarments, blouse=4gm 4sm 1cm

[Vayl]

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Vayl smiled to himself, imagining Dolce with a bell.

"And what good would a bell do on your collar other than make you look like a domesticated animal? And why are you so worried about Redd? She made her own choices, and you made yours."

Vayl's hand tightened unconsciously, squeezing a little too hard on Dolce's

Vayl stared up at the, in his opinion, completely overdecorated clothes shop in wonder. He felt totally out of place here in his brooding, almost provocative jacket and tight trousers.

"And you know about this shop how? Vayl muttered before blinking and realising Dolce had already scampered in. He wondered if she had done it gleefully or not.

Vayl opened his mouth and frowned as Dolce produced yet more money, before thinking better of speaking in the shop and waiting until they were outside.

[b]"Uhm Dolce, I thought you were a slave, where exactly did you get all this money from" Vayl's more serious side kicked in. "And don't you think we could be spending it on stuff more useful than clothing?"

Nevertheless, Vayl wrapped his customary arm around Dolce's shoulder, and escorted her out of the shop. He looked, or hoped he did, like a brooding, overprotective lover.

Biting his lip sadly, Vayl looked down at his feet. He'd hope he'd be one of them one day, and in honesty he would rather have no other girl than Dolce.

x

But one day
you will stand before death's decrepit gate,
without really knowing why

[Dolce]

"I know the shop from my previous life as a slave of high society. All our clothes were purchased here. Owner or slave. Plus, I wanted to see how Azure was doing. The man behind the counter is a fellow Kelvic. Her runs the shop most of the time. You see, he's a bird too. A peacock. He's the Wickham family pet and a friend." Dolce smiled, but it was a little sad. "High society, I got a little spending money from time to time. Appearance is important. I look well treated, you look like a very kind master who values his property. Plus I thought we were hunting wolves? But fine, what should we be buying, Master?" She informed Vayl of matter of factly. "I thought a bell would look cute on my collar... As for Redd I just... I don't know. She's just a kid! I worry about her, she's a Kelvic like me." She didn't know why Redd was worrying her. Dolce focused her mind on something else Vayl's protective arm soon took it's place.

[Vayl]

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Vayl raised his customary interested eyebrow.

"Oh I see, and how is this peacock friend of yours? To be honest I'm surprised he hasn't been eaten yet, it would be a suitably Ravokian way for him to die" he mused to himself, not really thinking of whether Dolce might find this offensive or not.

"And just because she's a kelvic doesn't mean you should worry about her, I couldn't give two shykes about the rest of the Symenestra race."

Vayl said 'Symenestra' in a slight undertone, in case they were overheard.

"And as for what we should be buying, sturdy protective clothes like mine. It's thick leather and warm." a grin flashed across his face. "But the purple colour is to go with my eyes after all."

x

But one day
you will stand before death's decrepit gate,
without really knowing why