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[b][u] Aliquam: The Tailor’s [/b][/u]

[i] "Mind if I request some backup? This is more your forte than it is mine."[/i]

Aria blinked up from her dress, grinning when she spotted her friend standing beside her looking rather overwhelmed. Xan had never been interested in anything overly glamorous, so it made sense that the metallurgist would be rather bewildered. She gave her friend a gleeful pat on the back, draping her chosen dress over Xan’s arms. “Leave it to me! I’ll definitely find something that’ll catch the men’s attention, don’t you worry.” 

With a teasing wink, once more Aria dove into the racks with a determined glint in her eye. She hadn't expected Xan to approach her for help- The tailor or perhaps Amy would have been more knowledgeable in choosing these outfits, but since Xan was trusting her enough to let her pick the outfit then Gods forbid if she let Xan down. She didn’t think her friend would want anything too fancy or bold, so perhaps something in a subdued color? It would probably be long sleeved as well; the girl had always been rather self-conscious of her prosthetic arm. 

A few minutes later, Aria was back with two dresses in each hand. 

“How’s [url=http://t-n5.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/long-sleeve-formal-dresses-long-sleeve-formal-dresses.jpg]this one[/url]? Or [url=http://image.dhgate.com/albu_361654372_00/1.0x0.jpg]this one[/url] perhaps?”

Before she could hand over the two dresses for Xan to make a decision, Dylan bounded up to them, mood looking to have improved from his glum demeanor by a lot judging from the gleeful smile on his face. Aria floundered, giving the man an awkward pat on the back while trying not to drop the hanger, laughing as he embraced Xan before dashing off again.

“I… Guess he really likes clothes?” Aria shook her head in amusement. “Though I’m glad he’s feeling better. He was looking pretty gloomy back there for a while. I wonder why?”