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KiraVanhelsingJax looked over at Roxas when he stepped out and nodded, "Yep. Just the one today. Officially part of the guild now! Wooo.”
She listened to Ophelia mention going out dress shopping, excitement filling her. As the boys began to make some plans she walked over to Ophelia, “So shopping! Awesome. I only have a few solars but if we go to the thrift shop I might be able to find something.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll treat you. I still have that bag of Solars from Roxas. He never let me use it when I got the dress last time.” Ophelia said quietly to Jax, taking her sister's arm and tugging her from the tattoo shop. She waved to the boys before leaving and began walking towards the city center, where some of the best shops were.
It didn’t take long before they reached a clothing shop, and in the windows they had an assortment of lingerie, dresses, pants, shirts and the like. “Let’s try here?” Ophelia pointed gently, her eyes on Jax’s face.
Jax let Ophelia pulled her along and looked at all the shops with wide eyes, “Wow! Look at all of them,” She then headed into the nice shop behind Ophelia taking a look at all the dresses and some of the lingerie. She pulled out a fuschia dress with ruffles up the sleeves, “What about this. The colour is so cute?”
She pulled it up to her body turning to kick out, “Yeah I could fight in this!”
Ophelia watched Jax try the dress on, raising an eyebrow slightly. “Sure you could probably fight in it. But the ruffles aren’t a good look if I’m honest. Find another.” She waited for Jax to respond, but Jax already knew Ophelia thought she wasn’t the best at dressing herself. She laughed slightly and waited again.
Jax frowned, pursing her lips as she put the dress back on the rack. She moved a few aside before resting on a green momo with purple sleeves, “Oh this looks comfy as hell. What about this?”
She put it up to her body and looked over at Ophelia, “HAHA. You’re face! Even I know it’s hideous! Why don’t you just pick something out. You know I am no good at this.” She turned back to the racks laughing, “So..where did you get your tattoo?”
Ophelia pulled her long white hair back away from the back of her neck, turning to show Jax the blank crescent moon tattooed perfectly on the nape of her neck. “I think this spot is nice. Yours is obvious. One second let me find some outfits for you.”
Ophelia moved to a few different areas of the shop, her eyes scanning each piece of clothing with detail and careful attention. Her cold fingers grazed each item gently to feel and help her imagine how Jax might look. Jax was much edgier than herself, and so she chose three outfits.
The first was a simple black lace corset with red in the back, and dark blue jeans with tears in the thighs with over the knee boots to go with it. The second was a skin tight knee length leather type of dress with a low V dip in the front, with a see through mesh to show cleavage with Silver ankle booties. And the third was a burgundy velvet thigh high dress with lace detail in the back, with a black clutch to match. She brought the outfits to Jax and then waited. “Try these.”
Jax looked at them over with an appreciative smile, the colours of the different fabrics much to her tastes, “Oh good choices! Give me a minute.”
She grabbed them and headed into a change room, changing into the corset and jeans while she called out past the curtain, “By the way, I like the tattoo placement very suiting. I was planning on getting an ankle tattoo but the thought of having it over my...heart just felt more fitting. Plus I have a nice set off boobs might as well show them.”
She exited the fitting room in the corset, her red hair pouring over her shoulders. Her upper arms were still covered in bandages and the thick purple shoulder bruise was fading to a yellow near the edges but besides the damage she thought she looked good, “See boobs look good! You think Mort..I mean Razer will like this.” She bit her tongue for a few seconds, “Ignore that.”
“Yeah your boobs are nice, but I got the great pair!” Ophelia winked at Jax, and looked at her as she stepped out wearing the corset and jeans. She asked whether Razer would like it, but heard her nearly speak Morthos’ name. “Razer and Morthos will both like it. But try the next one one! You rarely wear dresses!” She changed the subject, knowing Jax wouldn’t want to be hounded about Morthos, though Ophelia wished Jax would give him a chance.
Jax stuck out her tongue at her sister before heading back into the changeroom, happy that she didn’t push on her slip of the tongue. She slipped out of the clothes before getting into the black leather dress immediately feeling like a badass. She turned looking at her back, the tattoo of the cross popping up beneath the leather.
She walked out, “Okay this one...is awesome. Dad would shit his pants if he saw me wearing this! Do you remember when I wore that mini-skirt on the date with David Growl. He nearly blew a gasket when I left.” She turned back to the mirror, placing her hands on the hips, “As he should of. David got me out of those faster then you can say ‘mini.’” She laughed, turning to Ophelia, “I think he’s married now. I haven’t seen him in years.”
“Oh yeah, Dad would hate that one. It is super nice though. Totally your style. But try that velvet one. I think it will look amazing too! And probably for the best you haven’t seen him anyway?” Ophelia asked, wondering how many men Jax had been with, though knowing it was way more than her zero. Her curiosity peaked slightly, curious though.
“What is it like anyway… to uh… you know?”
Jax nodded, “Sure! I’ll try it!” She headed back into the room, taking off the leather to put on the burgundy dress her eyes looking over the deep red with slight wonder. The dress was sexy, but it was also slightly refined. Something she would probably see in her mother’s wardrobe. She looked at the mirror at herself and turned away for a few minutes. It was a more mature look, something tasteful as opposed to slutty or sexy. She exited the room showing Ophelia, “I think I really love this one..and what was that, last bit? You want to know what ‘what’ is like?”
Ophelia’s eyes widened at the burgundy velvet dress. It hugged Jaxs body perfectly and made her look matured but elegant and sultry. “That’s the one you need to get.” Ophelia stated, hoping Jax would agree. It was gorgeous. “And. I said, what is it like? To be with a guy like that? Like… to have sex…” Ophelia felt awkward and suddenly embarrassed, and her shoulders slouched a little as her eyes moved to her feet.
Jax smiled, "Yes! We have found the one! Wooo!” She was looking at her form in the mirror when she fully heard what Ophelia was saying. She paused thinking to herself for a moment before turning around to stare at Ophelia with patient eyes, “Wow.. okay. Um… aside from the physical bit of it. It’s fun...you have to be safe, but it is a very intimate act.”
She moved to sit beside her sister looking at her with kind eyes, “If you want to talk about it, I am assuming you are considering it with Roxas,” Jax paused trying to get her thoughts together to word this out properly, “You are an adult so I am not going to tell you what to do..but listen to me when I say don’t rush into it. You think bonding with Roxas is special now it increases tenfold when you sleep with someone..and yes I know the hypocrisy in that statement. You don’t know him well enough yet..and don’t tell me you do, or that you have a mythical love connection that happens in three days. That’s unrealistic. Get to know him more, then when you are ready..remember that..foreplay is the key honey bear.”
She stood ruffling Ophelia’s hair, “Sleeping with guys for me is easy. I can see it as a physical act. Nothing special. You won’t see it that way. Believe me.” She turned facing away from her sister as she headed back into the changeroom her expression darkening as her thoughts turned inward, “Your first time should be special. It should be with someone you love, and who loves you completely in return. Loving someone is easy. It’s understanding love from another that’s tricky.”
She shut the curtain behind her, looking at the mirror in shame for a few minutes. For a few seconds she didn’t even want to see the reflection before she called out, “You should pick some dresses and give them a go to. Just because you ain’t sleeping with Roxas doesn’t mean you can’t make him think about it.” She wiped away a rouge tear from her eye then began to pull off the dress.
Ophelia listened carefully to Jax speak and every word she said stung her with how much of a hypocrite she was being. It made her feel angry and stupid. She had argued with Jax when first telling her about Roxas and the fact that Jax just sleeps with people for fun. Yet she was telling Ophelia that she should love Roxas and know him better first. She couldn’t help but scoff at her comments, the sound harsh.
“It’s not fair you tell me to know him better when you never know the men you sleep with, Jax. I’m asking because I don’t know, and you should be happy I’m asking for advice in the first place…” Ophelia sighed slightly to herself and could hear Jax sounded off now. She knew that she was probably upset, and knew that she often put up a tough exterior. “I’ll find some outfits. Pick some shoes for your dress too if you don’t like the ones I chose.”
She stood from the bench outside of the change rooms and found two outfits for herself. The first was a black dress which was almost see through. The second was a lace bodysuit with high waisted shorts. She held them up to Jax a moment before stepping inside and putting on the black dress first, then stepped out to look at her sister, her eyes grey.
Jax sighed rubbing her eyes. She pulled herself together before grabbing the dress and walking out of the change room and taking up the seat her sister had just occupied, “I am happy you are asking me for advice Ophelia. I just don’t want you to think that sleeping with men is a simple thing. Sex is an activity that I enjoy with men but I do not associate it with love. It is a means to make me feel good in the moment, but in the morning I can get up, and leave without giving any of those men a piece of my mind or to be more brutal. My heart. I won’t get hurt! If you give them nothing then it means nothing. Can you honestly say the same?”
She watched as Ophelia came out and overlooked the outfit, "Oh. That’s cute! I think the colour looks great on you!”
“I wouldn’t know Jax. I’ve never loved or been with anyone, so thanks.” Ophelia said shortly, looking at herself in the dress for a moment before stepping back into the room and changing into the second outfit. The lace bodysuit curved to her thin frame and up around her breasts snugly, the shorts resting high on her waist. She looked at herself for a moment, feeling confident in this but a little out of her comfort zone as she normally wears dresses or leggings.
She stepped out, looking at Jax again gently. “What about this one?”
Jax’s eyed the outfit with wide eyes, "Oh! Shit Ophelia that is amazing! God you look hot in that. Damn!”
She stood up and walked over to her sister giving her a large hug, “I know you haven’t been in love and I know you will make the right decision when the moment comes. I also am not mom. I warn you because I love you. Sex is a big move and your first time is important. If I can give you any advice. Place importance on it. Even if I don’t. We are different and I know in my gut, if you
don’t make it special...you will regret it.” She pulled back and leaned forward only slightly, “Also remember what I said. Foreplay...VERY...important.” She smiled then grabbed the shoes Ophelia picked for her, “Also I wonder what the boys are up to right now?”
Ophelia grinned wide at Jax’s reaction to this outfit choice, and knew this would be the one she would get. She thought about her sister’s words carefully, the fact she told Ophelia to place importance on sex meant something, coming from Jax. She loved Jax a lot and trusted her with the advice she gave. “Okay. I promise I’ll make sure the moment is just right,” she said, smiling softly.
She went back into the change room and pulled the curtain closed, changing back into her original outfit and pulling the cloak around her, fastening it at her throat. “I’m not too sure what the boys are up to. But they do need to spend time together, I think! Especially if we are going to be going on missions with them after all.” Ophelia smiled at the thought of them doing team missions, and looked down at her feet, which were bare. She realized she didn’t want to be in a dirty club without shoes on, but she didn’t really own any that would go well with the outfit she chose.
“Can you help me pick some heels for this outfit?” she asked Jax, hoping she would be able to find something perfect.
Jax smirked, “Missions together. You mean we have to include them.”
She laughed figuring early that she would have to join the boys to make a team of four. She was excited about the prospect of getting higher paying gigs but she was mostly excited to get out of Silvermoon Pier. Travelling out into the world was half the reason she joined. Local missions were fun but getting out on the road would be amazing. When Ophelia came back out and asked for help Jax gave a quick nod, “Of course. They have a shoe shop just up the road that is fabulous.”
She headed up to the counter placing her items on the till before she turned to her sister, “Are you sure you have enough for everything?”
Ophelia looked at Jax and then reached into the pocket inside her cloak, grabbing the bag of Solars from inside. She never actually looked at how much money was in there, but knew the amount had to be substantial given the weight of it. She placed her things on the counter as well and the person working totaled their things, and she looked into the bag quietly. For a moment, she felt a pang of guilt, spending someone else’s money that had been worked hard for. But he did insist on paying her back, then refused to let her use the money he gave her to do so.
“There’s more than enough, don’t worry!” Ophelia said finally, handing the man behind the counter the exact amount. He stared at her for a few moments, and then placed the solars into the drawer, bagging their items and handing them to each Jax and Ophelia. Ophelia’s hand gripped the bag and then she walked with Jax out of the store to a nearby shop which sold only shoes of all kinds. They both browsed around for a while, and eventually found each a pair that was suitable for their outfit choices. They paid and then left the shop. Ophelia felt like they hadn’t spent this amount of money on themselves all at once in God knows how many years.
Jax headed home with Ophelia, her excitement growing as they made their way home. After they got inside Hargul jumped up kissing both of them before he stuck his head in the bag, “What did you get? Presents for Hargul?”
Jax laughed, “Sorry not today cutie! We got some outfits for the club! Do you want to do my makeup though?”
Hargul squealed, “Purple and green and fuchsia for Miss Jax.” Jax smiled, happy to let her little creature paint her face anyway he damn liked as long as he was happy. She turned to Ophelia, “Should we get ready?”
“Hey Hargul! And yes definitely.” Ophelia agreed to getting ready, and took her bag of stuff and boots into her room. She changed into the new outfit and stared at herself for a few moments in the mirror. This outfit was so revealing compared to most she wore, she hoped that Roxas wouldn’t be upset. Though knew it was her choice to wear it. She put her hair up into a messy ponytail style bun updo, and let pieces fall around her face. She made sure her makeup was good and then stepped out into the living room.
“Okay. I’m ready!” she said, switching some of the solars they’d need for the night into a smaller pouch and putting that into her boot.
Jax giggled bringing Hargul with her as she went to put on the dress and shoes. She curled her tresses and covered up her bruises as best she could before she let Hargul go crazy with the makeup. After sitting at her makeup desk for about forty minutes she opened her eyes and gasped, “OH GOD! Hargul!”
Her face looked closer to clown makeup then a soft subtle look. She covered her mouth trying not to laugh, before she pulled out a makeup wipe. She got rid of most of the look and softened the edges but she left the remains, patting Hargul on the head with appreciation, “See it’s better with less! Am I right?”
Hargul stuck his tongue out, “More better. Miss Jax looks pretty though. Hargul come with you to the bar?”
Jax giggled, “Oh I would Peaches, but you wouldn’t have fun. Too many mythics and not enough demons for you to hang out with. Maybe next time okay?”
Hargul nodded, hopping up onto her shoulders as Jax walked out of her bedroom, seeing Ophelia, “Damn Son! You look hot as hell! Roxas is going to go nuts over you!”
“Thanks! And good, he better!” Ophelia teased, winking at Jax. “You look amazing too. But it’s already getting late, so let’s get going! Bye Hargul!” she said, taking Jax by the hand and tugging her back outside excitedly. It wasn’t the shortest walk back to the city, but this club was definitely worth it. Finally after a little while, they made their way to Cyanide, which could be hard to find if you hadn’t been there before. A simple sign above a hidden stairwell leading underground was all there was to identify the place. Ophelia grinned and paid the entrance fee for both of them, and they stepped into the club in what felt like slow motion. People’s heads turned and despite the loud base heavy music, Ophelia could hear soft gasps.
Once fully inside, the girls made their way to the bar which was directly in the middle of the room. Mythics of all types danced and sang around them, many of them high on potions or drunk. Ophelia’s grey eyes glowed very slightly in the dark club, looking at Jax and laughing happily as they waited for the boys to arrive.
She listened to Ophelia mention going out dress shopping, excitement filling her. As the boys began to make some plans she walked over to Ophelia, “So shopping! Awesome. I only have a few solars but if we go to the thrift shop I might be able to find something.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll treat you. I still have that bag of Solars from Roxas. He never let me use it when I got the dress last time.” Ophelia said quietly to Jax, taking her sister's arm and tugging her from the tattoo shop. She waved to the boys before leaving and began walking towards the city center, where some of the best shops were.
It didn’t take long before they reached a clothing shop, and in the windows they had an assortment of lingerie, dresses, pants, shirts and the like. “Let’s try here?” Ophelia pointed gently, her eyes on Jax’s face.
Jax let Ophelia pulled her along and looked at all the shops with wide eyes, “Wow! Look at all of them,” She then headed into the nice shop behind Ophelia taking a look at all the dresses and some of the lingerie. She pulled out a fuschia dress with ruffles up the sleeves, “What about this. The colour is so cute?”
She pulled it up to her body turning to kick out, “Yeah I could fight in this!”
Ophelia watched Jax try the dress on, raising an eyebrow slightly. “Sure you could probably fight in it. But the ruffles aren’t a good look if I’m honest. Find another.” She waited for Jax to respond, but Jax already knew Ophelia thought she wasn’t the best at dressing herself. She laughed slightly and waited again.
Jax frowned, pursing her lips as she put the dress back on the rack. She moved a few aside before resting on a green momo with purple sleeves, “Oh this looks comfy as hell. What about this?”
She put it up to her body and looked over at Ophelia, “HAHA. You’re face! Even I know it’s hideous! Why don’t you just pick something out. You know I am no good at this.” She turned back to the racks laughing, “So..where did you get your tattoo?”
Ophelia pulled her long white hair back away from the back of her neck, turning to show Jax the blank crescent moon tattooed perfectly on the nape of her neck. “I think this spot is nice. Yours is obvious. One second let me find some outfits for you.”
Ophelia moved to a few different areas of the shop, her eyes scanning each piece of clothing with detail and careful attention. Her cold fingers grazed each item gently to feel and help her imagine how Jax might look. Jax was much edgier than herself, and so she chose three outfits.
The first was a simple black lace corset with red in the back, and dark blue jeans with tears in the thighs with over the knee boots to go with it. The second was a skin tight knee length leather type of dress with a low V dip in the front, with a see through mesh to show cleavage with Silver ankle booties. And the third was a burgundy velvet thigh high dress with lace detail in the back, with a black clutch to match. She brought the outfits to Jax and then waited. “Try these.”
Jax looked at them over with an appreciative smile, the colours of the different fabrics much to her tastes, “Oh good choices! Give me a minute.”
She grabbed them and headed into a change room, changing into the corset and jeans while she called out past the curtain, “By the way, I like the tattoo placement very suiting. I was planning on getting an ankle tattoo but the thought of having it over my...heart just felt more fitting. Plus I have a nice set off boobs might as well show them.”
She exited the fitting room in the corset, her red hair pouring over her shoulders. Her upper arms were still covered in bandages and the thick purple shoulder bruise was fading to a yellow near the edges but besides the damage she thought she looked good, “See boobs look good! You think Mort..I mean Razer will like this.” She bit her tongue for a few seconds, “Ignore that.”
“Yeah your boobs are nice, but I got the great pair!” Ophelia winked at Jax, and looked at her as she stepped out wearing the corset and jeans. She asked whether Razer would like it, but heard her nearly speak Morthos’ name. “Razer and Morthos will both like it. But try the next one one! You rarely wear dresses!” She changed the subject, knowing Jax wouldn’t want to be hounded about Morthos, though Ophelia wished Jax would give him a chance.
Jax stuck out her tongue at her sister before heading back into the changeroom, happy that she didn’t push on her slip of the tongue. She slipped out of the clothes before getting into the black leather dress immediately feeling like a badass. She turned looking at her back, the tattoo of the cross popping up beneath the leather.
She walked out, “Okay this one...is awesome. Dad would shit his pants if he saw me wearing this! Do you remember when I wore that mini-skirt on the date with David Growl. He nearly blew a gasket when I left.” She turned back to the mirror, placing her hands on the hips, “As he should of. David got me out of those faster then you can say ‘mini.’” She laughed, turning to Ophelia, “I think he’s married now. I haven’t seen him in years.”
“Oh yeah, Dad would hate that one. It is super nice though. Totally your style. But try that velvet one. I think it will look amazing too! And probably for the best you haven’t seen him anyway?” Ophelia asked, wondering how many men Jax had been with, though knowing it was way more than her zero. Her curiosity peaked slightly, curious though.
“What is it like anyway… to uh… you know?”
Jax nodded, “Sure! I’ll try it!” She headed back into the room, taking off the leather to put on the burgundy dress her eyes looking over the deep red with slight wonder. The dress was sexy, but it was also slightly refined. Something she would probably see in her mother’s wardrobe. She looked at the mirror at herself and turned away for a few minutes. It was a more mature look, something tasteful as opposed to slutty or sexy. She exited the room showing Ophelia, “I think I really love this one..and what was that, last bit? You want to know what ‘what’ is like?”
Ophelia’s eyes widened at the burgundy velvet dress. It hugged Jaxs body perfectly and made her look matured but elegant and sultry. “That’s the one you need to get.” Ophelia stated, hoping Jax would agree. It was gorgeous. “And. I said, what is it like? To be with a guy like that? Like… to have sex…” Ophelia felt awkward and suddenly embarrassed, and her shoulders slouched a little as her eyes moved to her feet.
Jax smiled, "Yes! We have found the one! Wooo!” She was looking at her form in the mirror when she fully heard what Ophelia was saying. She paused thinking to herself for a moment before turning around to stare at Ophelia with patient eyes, “Wow.. okay. Um… aside from the physical bit of it. It’s fun...you have to be safe, but it is a very intimate act.”
She moved to sit beside her sister looking at her with kind eyes, “If you want to talk about it, I am assuming you are considering it with Roxas,” Jax paused trying to get her thoughts together to word this out properly, “You are an adult so I am not going to tell you what to do..but listen to me when I say don’t rush into it. You think bonding with Roxas is special now it increases tenfold when you sleep with someone..and yes I know the hypocrisy in that statement. You don’t know him well enough yet..and don’t tell me you do, or that you have a mythical love connection that happens in three days. That’s unrealistic. Get to know him more, then when you are ready..remember that..foreplay is the key honey bear.”
She stood ruffling Ophelia’s hair, “Sleeping with guys for me is easy. I can see it as a physical act. Nothing special. You won’t see it that way. Believe me.” She turned facing away from her sister as she headed back into the changeroom her expression darkening as her thoughts turned inward, “Your first time should be special. It should be with someone you love, and who loves you completely in return. Loving someone is easy. It’s understanding love from another that’s tricky.”
She shut the curtain behind her, looking at the mirror in shame for a few minutes. For a few seconds she didn’t even want to see the reflection before she called out, “You should pick some dresses and give them a go to. Just because you ain’t sleeping with Roxas doesn’t mean you can’t make him think about it.” She wiped away a rouge tear from her eye then began to pull off the dress.
Ophelia listened carefully to Jax speak and every word she said stung her with how much of a hypocrite she was being. It made her feel angry and stupid. She had argued with Jax when first telling her about Roxas and the fact that Jax just sleeps with people for fun. Yet she was telling Ophelia that she should love Roxas and know him better first. She couldn’t help but scoff at her comments, the sound harsh.
“It’s not fair you tell me to know him better when you never know the men you sleep with, Jax. I’m asking because I don’t know, and you should be happy I’m asking for advice in the first place…” Ophelia sighed slightly to herself and could hear Jax sounded off now. She knew that she was probably upset, and knew that she often put up a tough exterior. “I’ll find some outfits. Pick some shoes for your dress too if you don’t like the ones I chose.”
She stood from the bench outside of the change rooms and found two outfits for herself. The first was a black dress which was almost see through. The second was a lace bodysuit with high waisted shorts. She held them up to Jax a moment before stepping inside and putting on the black dress first, then stepped out to look at her sister, her eyes grey.
Jax sighed rubbing her eyes. She pulled herself together before grabbing the dress and walking out of the change room and taking up the seat her sister had just occupied, “I am happy you are asking me for advice Ophelia. I just don’t want you to think that sleeping with men is a simple thing. Sex is an activity that I enjoy with men but I do not associate it with love. It is a means to make me feel good in the moment, but in the morning I can get up, and leave without giving any of those men a piece of my mind or to be more brutal. My heart. I won’t get hurt! If you give them nothing then it means nothing. Can you honestly say the same?”
She watched as Ophelia came out and overlooked the outfit, "Oh. That’s cute! I think the colour looks great on you!”
“I wouldn’t know Jax. I’ve never loved or been with anyone, so thanks.” Ophelia said shortly, looking at herself in the dress for a moment before stepping back into the room and changing into the second outfit. The lace bodysuit curved to her thin frame and up around her breasts snugly, the shorts resting high on her waist. She looked at herself for a moment, feeling confident in this but a little out of her comfort zone as she normally wears dresses or leggings.
She stepped out, looking at Jax again gently. “What about this one?”
Jax’s eyed the outfit with wide eyes, "Oh! Shit Ophelia that is amazing! God you look hot in that. Damn!”
She stood up and walked over to her sister giving her a large hug, “I know you haven’t been in love and I know you will make the right decision when the moment comes. I also am not mom. I warn you because I love you. Sex is a big move and your first time is important. If I can give you any advice. Place importance on it. Even if I don’t. We are different and I know in my gut, if you
don’t make it special...you will regret it.” She pulled back and leaned forward only slightly, “Also remember what I said. Foreplay...VERY...important.” She smiled then grabbed the shoes Ophelia picked for her, “Also I wonder what the boys are up to right now?”
Ophelia grinned wide at Jax’s reaction to this outfit choice, and knew this would be the one she would get. She thought about her sister’s words carefully, the fact she told Ophelia to place importance on sex meant something, coming from Jax. She loved Jax a lot and trusted her with the advice she gave. “Okay. I promise I’ll make sure the moment is just right,” she said, smiling softly.
She went back into the change room and pulled the curtain closed, changing back into her original outfit and pulling the cloak around her, fastening it at her throat. “I’m not too sure what the boys are up to. But they do need to spend time together, I think! Especially if we are going to be going on missions with them after all.” Ophelia smiled at the thought of them doing team missions, and looked down at her feet, which were bare. She realized she didn’t want to be in a dirty club without shoes on, but she didn’t really own any that would go well with the outfit she chose.
“Can you help me pick some heels for this outfit?” she asked Jax, hoping she would be able to find something perfect.
Jax smirked, “Missions together. You mean we have to include them.”
She laughed figuring early that she would have to join the boys to make a team of four. She was excited about the prospect of getting higher paying gigs but she was mostly excited to get out of Silvermoon Pier. Travelling out into the world was half the reason she joined. Local missions were fun but getting out on the road would be amazing. When Ophelia came back out and asked for help Jax gave a quick nod, “Of course. They have a shoe shop just up the road that is fabulous.”
She headed up to the counter placing her items on the till before she turned to her sister, “Are you sure you have enough for everything?”
Ophelia looked at Jax and then reached into the pocket inside her cloak, grabbing the bag of Solars from inside. She never actually looked at how much money was in there, but knew the amount had to be substantial given the weight of it. She placed her things on the counter as well and the person working totaled their things, and she looked into the bag quietly. For a moment, she felt a pang of guilt, spending someone else’s money that had been worked hard for. But he did insist on paying her back, then refused to let her use the money he gave her to do so.
“There’s more than enough, don’t worry!” Ophelia said finally, handing the man behind the counter the exact amount. He stared at her for a few moments, and then placed the solars into the drawer, bagging their items and handing them to each Jax and Ophelia. Ophelia’s hand gripped the bag and then she walked with Jax out of the store to a nearby shop which sold only shoes of all kinds. They both browsed around for a while, and eventually found each a pair that was suitable for their outfit choices. They paid and then left the shop. Ophelia felt like they hadn’t spent this amount of money on themselves all at once in God knows how many years.
Jax headed home with Ophelia, her excitement growing as they made their way home. After they got inside Hargul jumped up kissing both of them before he stuck his head in the bag, “What did you get? Presents for Hargul?”
Jax laughed, “Sorry not today cutie! We got some outfits for the club! Do you want to do my makeup though?”
Hargul squealed, “Purple and green and fuchsia for Miss Jax.” Jax smiled, happy to let her little creature paint her face anyway he damn liked as long as he was happy. She turned to Ophelia, “Should we get ready?”
“Hey Hargul! And yes definitely.” Ophelia agreed to getting ready, and took her bag of stuff and boots into her room. She changed into the new outfit and stared at herself for a few moments in the mirror. This outfit was so revealing compared to most she wore, she hoped that Roxas wouldn’t be upset. Though knew it was her choice to wear it. She put her hair up into a messy ponytail style bun updo, and let pieces fall around her face. She made sure her makeup was good and then stepped out into the living room.
“Okay. I’m ready!” she said, switching some of the solars they’d need for the night into a smaller pouch and putting that into her boot.
Jax giggled bringing Hargul with her as she went to put on the dress and shoes. She curled her tresses and covered up her bruises as best she could before she let Hargul go crazy with the makeup. After sitting at her makeup desk for about forty minutes she opened her eyes and gasped, “OH GOD! Hargul!”
Her face looked closer to clown makeup then a soft subtle look. She covered her mouth trying not to laugh, before she pulled out a makeup wipe. She got rid of most of the look and softened the edges but she left the remains, patting Hargul on the head with appreciation, “See it’s better with less! Am I right?”
Hargul stuck his tongue out, “More better. Miss Jax looks pretty though. Hargul come with you to the bar?”
Jax giggled, “Oh I would Peaches, but you wouldn’t have fun. Too many mythics and not enough demons for you to hang out with. Maybe next time okay?”
Hargul nodded, hopping up onto her shoulders as Jax walked out of her bedroom, seeing Ophelia, “Damn Son! You look hot as hell! Roxas is going to go nuts over you!”
“Thanks! And good, he better!” Ophelia teased, winking at Jax. “You look amazing too. But it’s already getting late, so let’s get going! Bye Hargul!” she said, taking Jax by the hand and tugging her back outside excitedly. It wasn’t the shortest walk back to the city, but this club was definitely worth it. Finally after a little while, they made their way to Cyanide, which could be hard to find if you hadn’t been there before. A simple sign above a hidden stairwell leading underground was all there was to identify the place. Ophelia grinned and paid the entrance fee for both of them, and they stepped into the club in what felt like slow motion. People’s heads turned and despite the loud base heavy music, Ophelia could hear soft gasps.
Once fully inside, the girls made their way to the bar which was directly in the middle of the room. Mythics of all types danced and sang around them, many of them high on potions or drunk. Ophelia’s grey eyes glowed very slightly in the dark club, looking at Jax and laughing happily as they waited for the boys to arrive.