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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

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You can still do that! Ibuki will join you, and even help if you want!

[She says that with a lot of certainty, like he'll just say that's okay. Whether he does or not.
But she hops over to him like some kind of overexcited puppy, her usual big smile on her face despite how tired he seems.]

Ibuki made something for you; it's really important! Or, um, mildly important.
Too important for messaging first!
It needed to be a surprise anyway, and messages ruin the surprise!

[Not really. She just didn't think to shoot him a message first.]

Edited 2017-04-17 21:14 (UTC)

[ NOBODY TOUCHES HIS JEWELRY BUT HIM. That curdles his milk, it does. He squints... And then he sighs. ]

If it's so important, you can tell me while I work. Come along.

[ Letting her into his LAIR is a Big Miss Steak in some regard but he'll have something to do. In complete silence, he takes her through the castle and up into the highest room in the tallest tower which has a nice view of scenic Nothing out the window. His room itself is on point-- clean and smelling of perfume and setting powder. His walls sport artwork in frames ranging from scenery to a more personal one of himself and Jotaro framed and set on the vanity which is piled high with tiered boxes containing, well, everything he puts on his face. No one needs to know how he tricks them into thinking he has eyebrows.

Hooks around the mirror showcase jewelry made of bones, scales, and actual jewels in all colors. A wardrobe sits near it. On his pile of quilts, the rest of his collection sits. ] Sit wherever. [ He tells her before slithering back onto his "bed" and working at that bone necklace again with its matching earrings. ]

What was so desperately important?

[Give her a second, she's ooh-ing and ahh-ing at everything. Everything. She's even going to look out the window at that scenic Nothing.
But at his question, she whirls back around - still smiling big - before pulling a couple folded pieces of paper from somewhere.
And with that, she moves to stand right next to him; apparently opting not to sit at all, but whatever.]

This!

... Do you wanna read it, or do you want Ibuki to?
I was gonna write music to back it up, but then I remembered you don't like electric guitars...
So Ibuki also figured screaming or beatboxing was out, so now it's kind of plain...

[That paper's being held out to him, now, and... it's got a little doodle of a snake on it.
And she really can't draw. Don't judge.]

[ Look, he's not going to drag someone who isn't an artist. In fact, he just makes an outward HUFF of a noise at it. ]

You can read it. It always sounds better out of the person who created it.

[ oh. this will be........

something. ]

[Boy, will it.
Ibuki gives him a little nod, moving to sit on his windowsill as she unfolds the paper to read off of.
But before she does -]

... This is something Ibuki wrote earlier, 'cause she was thinking about how you just kind of appeared and gave me a job, and you're always calling me stuff like "clever" and "talented".
It's really cool! Ibuki's never been friends with a big snake, before!

So... put your hands together for Ibuki Mioda's latest hit -
... well, it doesn't have a title. I'll think of one later!

[Just kick back and let her croon these lyrics to you, Rohan.
And by "croon", I mean "read with intensity and depth that doesn't match the way she usually is at all because that's how she rolls". Usually it'd have guitars screaming in the background to round it out, y'know?
Without the heavy beat and loud riffs, it kinda just sounds like an intimidating poem.]

Edited 2017-04-17 22:03 (UTC)

[ NOT having guitars wailing in the background does this song some good, making it sound more like free verse poetry than what he knows she can churn out. She is reading to the tune of jingling chains and little charms of the macabre variety working through his hands. The sound of a little brush poking its way through any nooks where stray blood or grossness hides.

A lot of the strings of lyrics sound like weirdly specific prayers, stroking his ego in all the right ways which prompt him to want to preen in her presence. ]

That sounds more like a poem without music set to it. Dare I say I enjoy how elegant [ yes elegant ] the lyrics sound on their own. You already hold me in such high regard...

I appreciate that.

Weeelll... you didn't have to give Ibuki a job, or teach her how to make clothes for monsters, or even talk to me at all! You know?
What's most important to Ibuki is...
Spending time with people she can trust. I think?

[Translation: of course she holds him in high regard.
Although, to be fair, she holds a lot of people in high regard even though she has no real reason to.
See: Togami.

But Ibuki's just happy he liked it. That's what music's about!
That, and making it with friends.]

Lyrics are what I'm best at. ... Other than guitar, I mean. The song that got Ibuki's old band so popular was the one she wrote, even though it was more for the light music crowd.
So, since Ibuki wanted to pay Rohan-chan back for helping her out, she thought to herself, "Hey, Ibuki! What's something you can do that he might like?"

And since Ibuki wasn't sure she could find a mouse big enough, she wrote you a song!

[A pause, before she holds the papers out to him again.]

You can keep the lyrics, if you want! If you like them more as poetry, then you should keep them!
That way, Ibuki doesn't go back and write music to back it up!

[ "A mouse big enough". That would have been a straight-up waste. The song is better. ]

If that isn't a problem, I will keep them and put them on my vanity over there. [ He points to his makeup stash with a long finger. ] It could always more decoration and I like to have things to read while I put my face on.

[ He plucks away at his jewelry pile for two items. Two earrings which are made up of what appear to be the vertebrae of something very tiny. They're still big hoops nonetheless. ] You have a bunch of holes in your head already but it never hurts to have something new to put in them. I made them a while ago but I'm more of the dangly earring type.

For you, Mioda. In exchange for your artwork.

[Just you wait, a giant mouse might happen.

But Ibuki had just started to move toward that vanity of his with the intent of putting the lyrics there herself, when suddenly he was lifting up some sort of bone colored things and saying something about having holes in her head and -
Oh.

The lyrics get laid down gently nearby, and she takes a step forward with an absolutely enamored look on her face.]

... Really? Like, really really? I mean, you're not wrong - Ibuki's got loads of holes she could put those in!
But aren't they yours?

They are mine but I don't like how they look on me. Instead of letting them collect dust, I would rather give them to someone who will enjoy them.

[ He says it with the utmost sincerity too. Whiiiich isn't common. ]

You are welcome to look at what I have in general and if you ask nicely I can give it or a replica to you. It's not like I have run out of jewels or bones or teeth to thread string and the like through. I don't mind sharing or giving gifts to people I know will enjoy them and not take the rare glimpse at my generosity for granted.

[Well, hopefully he doesn't have important in his hands - because after a moment of blinking at those earrings, she's hopping over to throw her arms around his neck with a squeal.
It's probably as obnoxious as it sounds.]

Hyaaaahh...! SO NICE! Rohan-chan is so nice!!
Ibuki's always wanted a set of bone jewelry - it's so metal. But it's always so expensive, too!
I'm gonna wear those right now!

[Said as she reaches for those earrings - but contrary to belief, she won't just snatch them from him.
Instead she simply holds out her hand, bouncing a bit next to him with excitement. Trying to be polite.]

[ WHY IS EVERYTHING ALWAYS METAL

He nearly reals back in a slither with the intention to shove her away-- but he doesn't. He lets her hang there and gives her a... pat on the back. Pat-pat. ]

Y-Yes, I'm glad you like them. [ Rohan forfeits them thusly. ] Let me see how they look. I might have some other things fitting your... aesthetic.

[EVERYTHING MUST BE METAL
C'mon, you know you appreciate her aesthetic.

Taking the earrings from him, though, she scoots to a more open spot of whatever he calls a bed, stopping to look them over...
Only to just hook them in the small plugs she wears with a little grin.]

... There! This works perfectly!
Do you really think you've got more to fit Ibuki's unique looks?

I mean, I'm not doubting Rohan-chan's word, of course! It's just so hard to get the right jewelry, y'know, and Ibuki only works with fabric... not metal.
Well, no - Ibuki works with metal, but not like, real metal!

[everything is metal]

Metal this, metal that. I've got it by now, Mioda. [ does he really tho ]

Go on, pluck through my things here and see what strikes your fancy. [ Bones, jewels, bits of metal twisted into snakes... Everything is there. Dangly things, more hoops, necklaces from simple to intricate. Rings, bracelets... If she wants it, she can find it.

He helps through nudging bits and pieces around with his claw. ]

It's not like I am running out. I have become a Jack of all trades with my hobbies here...

[Right as Rohan says it's okay, Ibuki's going to do just that - sitting crosslegged next to him and sorting through what's on the bed.
So many cool things! So many sparkles and bones and all sorts of neat stuff! It's tempting to just try all of it on at the same time, honestly.
But she won't. Even though she really wants to.

She does lift a bracelet made of teeth up, though, to look at it like it's the coolest shit she's ever seen.]

Hmm... Y'know - Rohan-chan should use more spikes!
Spikes are pretty cool, right? Like Ibuki's barbed wire choker!

Ibuki's decided you've got the best taste in this entire place, though, mhm. Almost as great as her own!
Do you think you can make studs? For like, lip piercings and stuff?

[... Okay, she's gonna try on the tooth bracelet. It's too cool not to.]

[ Another person who thinks his eccentric line of fashion is The Best. Ahhh~ She's good to have around for the ego stroking alone. No, she's too endearing for that. Rambunctious girls seem to be a pattern with him. He isn't sure that he likes it. ]

I think I could manage that. [ It's nice watching her play with the bracelet, eyes shining and filled with wonder as she comes across the bracelet. He puts his chin on his hand. ]

You should see all of the things I can make. [ Pointing to the bookcase by the other wall filled with books upon books upon books. ] All of those are my sketch diaries that I have been working on since I first got here.

[ we're not talking about the jotaro book that one is a blessing and a mistake. ]

[Well, he does use bones and jewels. It's hard not to like things with at least one of those.
She'd been looking at a necklace when he mentioned his sketches though, immediately dropping it back in the pile to scramble off the bed and go see for herself.]

It's okay if Ibuki looks through them, right? Right?

[... Asking's just a formality, sorry. Because even after asking, she's going to just nab one off of the bookshelf to look through.
With a touch of noticeable awe, of course. Ibuki can't draw herself, and she's pretty sure none of her class could, either...
So after a moment of looking through a couple pages, she turns to Rohan with a big, obviously delighted smile.]

Haaaa... Rohan-chan's sketches are as amazing as his paintings!
If Ibuki makes an album while she's here, could you draw the cover?

You may.

[ His true love is having people look at and enjoy his art. Nothing in the world makes him happier. In any of those books, she will find pages upon pages of people; monsters and humans who have turned. There is a repeating pattern of the mermaid on the wall at his shop with pictures of Jotaro in between. People who have come and gone are in there in various amounts but the two who stick out are the mermaid and the gargoyle.

Mock manga panels litter a few in a practice to make sure his skills at the root of his talent haven't atrophied. They show that he is happy with those things... Not many people have the luxury of seeing what makes him happy. ]

I would love to. I like taking jobs for people who will use it and admire it. Better yet, I can make you whatever you like. Just to share.

[Ibuki's just gonna grab a couple more, don't mind her. That way she can sit by him again, but still look through his art.
It's pretty obvious just how much she's enamored by it all, flipping through them with a sparkling expression.

At least, until he mentions making whatever she'd like. She snaps her head up at that, blinking a little owlishly in surprise.]

Whatever Ibuki likes? You mean... if Ibuki wanted you to draw a patch of clovers, you would?
Or if she asked for a picture of cats? Or, or...

- Oh, wait! Rohan-chan can draw really gory stuff, right!?

[It was almost sentimental, for a second there. Almost.]

[ Swing and a miss at sentimentality.

He perks up though. ]

My manga is a horror manga. The [ AIRQUOTES ] "Gory stuff" is sort of a specialty if you can call it that. That might be why I didn't shy when it came to hunting and my... unique eating habits.

What were you thinking of?

Something big!

[That's got the exact exaggerated motion with her arms that you might've imagined, of course.
Though, she ends up dropping her arms part way when she realizes -]

... Um, Ibuki didn't have anything special in mind...
Caaaan you do demons or ghosts?
Or curses! Like trees weeping blood, or seven day curses, or...
Or guys with chainsaws! Have you ever watched the Texas Chainsaw Massacre!?

Slasher flicks are the best; Ibuki's so great at panicking, even better than the characters on screen!

[... What was she talking about?]

[ Having "panicking" as a talent is-- well, she's a musician but okay whatever nothing surprises him anymore. ]

I can do all of that! [ Jesus, he sounds cheerful. With all of the glee. Finger steepling, claws clicking together. ] Frankly, I don't think I do enough of it! We should definitely start writing this down-- Let me see that! [ All rambunctious now, he snatches his book away, produces a pen out of NOWHERE and finds an empty-ish page to begin scrawling ideas on. ]

How about--... When people change, they get all kinds of crazy things! Did I tell you my legs melted off? Because I threw up on them?

[ ibuki probably cares ]

[Good lord that is something Ibuki could not care more about.]

You melted off your own legs!? Like - with puke, or was it like a cobra? Can you draw that, too!?
Is that something all snakepeople do, or did you decide to just get rid of your legs on your own terms?
That seems like something Rohan-chan would do!

[She's going to lean over to see what he's writing, then, and she couldn't be more excited if she tried.
If she had a tail right now, it'd be wagging. Give it a week.]

Oh, oh; you said some monsters can get extra hands, right? Does that mean they get more arms?
Or can they get hands in weird places, like something from a psycho-thriller??

Yes! They can grow them ALL OVER!

[ This is both good and very sad. Two giant nerds nerding out over gross shit and trying on jewelry. ]

I didn't choose to have my legs melt off. It was shortly after I came here last year-- [ AROUND THIS TIME MAYBE? ] I had an awful toothache and a stomachache that I couldn't get rid of. I figured that I would walk it off or find an apothecary to help. [ He begins to scribble in the book some more and oh look there's Rohan in all his sketchy glory spewing up something in a spray and his legs are already drawn like they are rotting away. ]

The next thing I knew, I was retching up all of this black stuff-- Like the kind you see in my jars at the shop. I had apparently begun to produce mass amounts of stomach contents. I don't... remember a whole lot because I blacked out but when I woke up they were necrotized and sewing themselves together in a grand knit of scales!

[ He THUMPS!! his tail to punctuate it.

Little too happy to be talking about trauma. ]

Uwaaaah...! That's totally disgusting!

[But, of course, that's said with awe and admiration rather than any actual disgust. She's gonna lean even more to see that drawing of himself spewing everywhere, her eyes pretty much sparkling from both how fast he drew it and just how detailed it is.]

Rohan-chan's stomach turned against him!? That's so weird! That's so weird!
It's so weird, Ibuki's starting to repeat herself!!

Can you draw your legs turning into a tail, too!? Sewing themselves together, like you said!?

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