Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
"I had no idea," Maea admitted. Curiosity burned until they reached the shop and stepped inside. If not for the sewing projects they had on hand, she could easily have lost herself in exploring the neglected items on display. The scent of dust and parchment was as familiar as her brother's laughter or the shape of Liam's fingers laced through hers; it was a place to idle away time in, pouring over maps and sea charts and ticking off locations she had once visited. "Oh, it's lovely. Cartography, huh... I'm no good at drawing, myself, alas, you must be really good to make a living off it."
Chatting idly as she followed up the stairs and stepped into the apartment, Maea paused for a moment on the threshold to taking the layout of the rooms. Shii's dim light put a blue edge on careworn furniture as the wisp explored, highlighting the few decorative elements and the lack of clutter. Clean, tidy, nothing fancy - "I think it's nice," Maea replied, earnest as ever. "Overly done up spaces make me nervous. How people can get anything done in palace when touching a surface alone makes it dirty I'll never know - " Shaking her head, she took off her shoes and claimed the table for herself, setting her bag aside on a drawn out chair.
"Alright, soooo –"
Digging up the pattern she'd purchased, Maea began to unfurl it and squinted at instructions, measurements, a helpful little guide to modifying the base garment by simple means, and eventually rolled out the biggest piece of cloth across the table. "The most important part is the base, right?" she said, looking to Sohalia for her assessment. "If I get that done today, I can add details as I wish until the day of... how's that sound? Is it overambitious?" By no means a tailor, nor versed in more than patching and mending as far as clothes construction went, it felt very doable to attach four panels with a straight stitch and add sleeves. She would make it a robe, abuse it until it looked tattered and worn, then patch on strips of cloth in all manner of lengths and colors - maybe even add shiny items too - and that should look very much like Ludo, indeed. "Do you have a pair of scissors? And possibly a measuring tape..."
Chatting idly as she followed up the stairs and stepped into the apartment, Maea paused for a moment on the threshold to taking the layout of the rooms. Shii's dim light put a blue edge on careworn furniture as the wisp explored, highlighting the few decorative elements and the lack of clutter. Clean, tidy, nothing fancy - "I think it's nice," Maea replied, earnest as ever. "Overly done up spaces make me nervous. How people can get anything done in palace when touching a surface alone makes it dirty I'll never know - " Shaking her head, she took off her shoes and claimed the table for herself, setting her bag aside on a drawn out chair.
"Alright, soooo –"
Digging up the pattern she'd purchased, Maea began to unfurl it and squinted at instructions, measurements, a helpful little guide to modifying the base garment by simple means, and eventually rolled out the biggest piece of cloth across the table. "The most important part is the base, right?" she said, looking to Sohalia for her assessment. "If I get that done today, I can add details as I wish until the day of... how's that sound? Is it overambitious?" By no means a tailor, nor versed in more than patching and mending as far as clothes construction went, it felt very doable to attach four panels with a straight stitch and add sleeves. She would make it a robe, abuse it until it looked tattered and worn, then patch on strips of cloth in all manner of lengths and colors - maybe even add shiny items too - and that should look very much like Ludo, indeed. "Do you have a pair of scissors? And possibly a measuring tape..."
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
