Sail the Seas (Pirate RP Needs Members!)

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Melody's white dress and red sash stood in gentle harmony with her red hair and fair skin, and as she entered the shop she looked the part of a wealthy merchant's daughter. She even had an attitude to match as she waved the tailor away with her fan and said harshly. "No, no. This clothes are absolutely disgusting. I won't spend my money on them." She tugged Alexa towards the door, saying, "Dearie me, your father will not be pleased. He sent me to help you find a new dress for the king's ball with a purse of seventy golden crowns, and even the best shop in town hasn't anything nice at all." The tailor scraped and bowed upon the mention of seventy golden crowns. "My lady, please, I beg your pardon! This is not our fairest finery- there are more dresses in the back! A noble young woman such as yourself must have a keen eye for fashion, and your companion can choose from only our finest selections!"

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa smiled. She didnt say anything, in fear of ruining the plan. She usually ruined things.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"No, no, darling," said Melody, turning to face the tailor. She pronounced the word 'darling', 'daaahling', in true British style. "I simply can't waste my time." The woman bowed again, then stood and held up a finger. "Wait here. Please, I beg of you one moment." She turned and raced to the back of the shop, coming forth in a matter of moments with a gorgeous dress. It was a dark, shimmering blue, with wide short sleeves and a full bodice, tapering to a tiny waist and blooming again into a long skirt that was fashionable as well as easy to walk in. The sash was a light pearly gray. "Why, daaaahling," said Melody, fanning herself as if offended. "How awful!" She turned to Alexa. "Don't you think so? I mean, just look at that terrible stitchery, the disgusting color, ugh!" The dress was in fact one of the most gorgeous things the young actress had ever seen, but she didn't actually have seventy crowns. She had maybe ten gold and forty silver, and she didn't want to spend it all at once.

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa shook her head. "I've never seen something so hideous! And you know my grandfather." She said, looking away from the dress, shielding her eyes with her hand, as if it would blind her.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"Oh, dahhling, I know!" cried Melody. "He's filthy rich, but I daresay he'd just die at the sight of that thing. Take it away, the sight offends my eyes!" The tailor bowed her head and began to walk to the back room, defeated. "On the other hand, dahhhling," said Melody with a shrug, "We might as well take it off the poor woman's hands. You know, I heard that the Duchess of Lycian will be coming in this very afternoon, and I wouldn't want her to swoon at a glimpse of the disgusting garment."

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa smiled. "Of course." She said.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

The tailor came back in a rush and bowed, then laid the dress out. "Of course, my lady- of course. Thank you for your generosity. I will only ask twenty gold crowns for it." Melody pretended to swoon, falling back into Alexa's arms. "Dahhhling," she asked the taller girl, "Did she really just ask for twenty gold crowns?"

[SpreadingDread]

Alexa caught Melody. "She hasnt seen that dress apparently." She said, looking away.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"Ugh," said Melody, fanning herself again. "The hideous thing! I will not pay more than eight gold crowns for it." The tailor glared at the girl. "Now, look here," she said, and Melody was caught up in the merchant's game. "Twenty is as low as I can sell it for. I must make a profit, you know." Melody looked away, haughty. "Dahhhling," she said, speaking not to the tailor but rather to an exquisite, peacock-feathered hat to her left. "This... this disgrace to the tailor's craft is not worth five. Eight is as high as I will pay, and even that is far too much." The tailor glared, then said, nine and twelve silvers." Melody shook her head. "Better make it six," she said. The tailor growled in her throat. "Eight and thirty silvers." "Seven," said Melody. "Seven and thirty." "Seven and ten." The tailor's eyebrows snapped together angrily, but then she said, "Fine! Seven gold, ten silver." Melody smiled, and extracted the amount from her tiny leather money-purse. "Gladly," she said, handing it over. "Nice doing business with you, dahhhling." The tailor counted the money and put it away, thinking foolishly that she had gotten the better of the deal. She put the dress in a thin white box and handed it to Melody, who in turn gave it to Alexa. "Being the daughter of a merchant helps," she said into her companion's ear, giggling slightly so the tailor would suspect her of conveying some piece of trivial gossip.

[intriguing]

Ingo nodded to John then hid herself again. She hoped that ther wouldn't be another man down this one, there wasn't but even so she was cautious.