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[chief_of_staff]

Who: Sabo and Captain Bastien Courbis
When: July 3rd
Where: Various clothing shops
What: shopping for clothes with little in the way of funds!



[Sabo honestly loves pretty much any opportunity to go clothes shopping. Even if he admittedly has little in the way of funds right now, but that doesn't mean he can't window shop. Besides, he'll have money soon enough, since he's a workaholic and going too long without an actual job is going to make him a bit antsy.

He may already be antsy, since he's offering to take this near-stranger to window shop. He's also intrigued by him, and he hopes that this outing will allow for him to learn some things about the other man.

For now, though, he'll be waiting in front of a fancier clothing store in Genessia City, keeping an eye out for his shopping companion to meet him.

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[chief_of_staff]

[He winces slightly at the word 'indecent.' Is he implying that Ace is indecent for having several tattoos? Hopefully not!

He soon gets distracted from the mere suggestion of such when he's told that what he'd just seen isn't a tattoo, but gills.]

Mm, alright. Makes sense. You're a sort of Fish Man, aren't you? [He'd have thought that those were just in his world, but seeing as how he'd been in several worlds himself, and witnessed many different folk -- this isn't strange at all.]

Are those the only gills you have, then? You look far more human than not.

[shivvymetimbers]

More like a kind of "merfolk" but close enough.

[ He states with a slight chuckle as he tries to hide the offending gills behind within his hair. One of the reasons why Bastien keeps his hair so long is because he can hide his abnormalities whenever he climbs out the sea. Back at in his world, Bastien has to hide what he is in fear of some of the lunatics who might try to capture him or worse. Thankfully, he doesn't have to worry about that here in Genessia. At least not yet. ]

The fingers, mate. [ He holds up his right hand to show the slight webbing in between his fingers. ] Then the tail, of course. That only happens in water though.

I trade my sea legs for a tail. Don't ask me how or why. It's a bit of an oddity but my mum told me it's because the Father of the Sea, Poseidon, cursed us all.

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[There are some that would be called something similar in his world, and he's not even thinking of the Fish Men in particular. What he's hearing now, in a way, makes him think of mermaids. Those who fetch an absurd price for auction.

He lets out a pained sigh at that thought, but quickly smiles again to show that Bastien hadn't done a thing wrong. His eyes even widen when he sees that hand, and specifically, the webbing between the fingers.]

Ooh. [And then he hears about a tail in the water and -- yeah, that's like a mermaid.] Interesting. I hope this doesn't come across as strange or anything, but -- I'd be interested in seeing that sometime. I can't swim, though, so I'd have to watch from the side.

[He spins around on one foot to face the shop yet again, rushing over to the door to hold it open.]

We can talk more about that later, though. Time to shop.

[shivvymetimbers]

Odd request but I don't mind it!

[ Bastien chuckles lightly despite his slight hesitance to show his true form. While he doesn't exactly trust Sabo yet, he does trust him enough not to pull any funny business. People get awfully strange around the supernatural and then some. Bastien was kidnapped once and nearly sold on the auction block as a child when someone found out his secret. It's a terrible memory, one that certainly left him traumatized well on to adulthood. ]

But what's with you none of you blokes being able to swim? You're the second seafaring fellow I know who can't swim. That's a little odd, mate.

[Bastien can't stop himself from grinning from ear to ear now that they're shopping adventure has begun. He gives Sabo another glance before rushing inside the shop looking positively starry-eyed.]

Look at this place! [His eyes are comically large now.] Paradise on earth!

Where to start?

[chief_of_staff]

[Sabo would certainly never pull any funny business in relation to Bastien's true form. If he were to find out that he was put up for auction as a child, he'd express how much he detests that practice as a whole. But -- he may not find that out for a long time, if ever.]

Is Ace the first? [He pauses, but quickly adds:] We can't swim because of the Devil Fruit we ate. That's the weakness they all have.

[And it's an annoying one, but one that can be worked around, surely.

Once Bastien enters the shop, Sabo makes sure the door closes on its own and then beams as well, almost mimicking those wide eyes.]

Well, I think you'd look wonderful in a suit. There are many of those over here -- [He dashes over to the far back corner of the shop, where many suit jackets and pants are neatly arranged on hanging racks. They come in many standard colors. Sabo pulls a navy blue jacket down and holds it in front of himself.]

Like this!

[shivvymetimbers]

Devil Fruit? [ Bastien can't help but arch his brow a little. ] Ace mentioned somethin' about eatin' a fruit by that name but I wasn't aware you did so as well.

[ He stares at Sabo with a bit of a frown. ]

Truth be told, you wouldn't catch me sinkin' my teeth into anything called "a devil" but that's just me.

[ For all of Bastien's bluster and boasting, the man isn't hardly as brave as his pirate father. Goldbeard was absolutely fearless in every way but Bastien is more pragmatic. A healthy dose of fear doesn't make a man cowardly. If anything, it makes him a bit wiser than all the idealistic fearless fools who always leap first and ask questions later. ]

A suit, eh? [ He grins quite a bit. ] Like a proper gent? Yes, I like this idea.

[ Bastien reaches out to touch the fabric in between his thumbs, idly taken back by the fine fabric. ]

Oh, that's really nice! Blue always been my favorite color.

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Well, we actually ate the same one. Which usually can't happen, but -- it's a long story. [A story for another time, not for when they're going to be shopping. He doesn't need to lessen the mood, any.

He really beams when the other man shows interest in the suit he'd picked out, quickly commenting:] Oh, I like blue a lot, too! My pants are almost always a shade of blue. [To which he gestures at them. They're a lighter blue-gray color.] I also wear a blue vest, and my goggles are blue. Partly. [He leans forward a little, his expression clearly proud. Then, he points at the goggles around his tall hat.] I actually made these!