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I'll get a post in, tomorrow morning, after my fella goes to work (Self hype!) xD
Post tomorrow! (This is mostly for self-hype)


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@Teyao James Sirius - CEO of Second Chance Inc.

He's actually perfect for the leader role. I never thought about it when James and MacKensie first got chatting about their backgrounds on Day 1. But that last post was illuminating xD
Adam: makes a half-orc friend in a calm library
Zell: goes to a seedy bar and meets a thug


Those two have so little in common, it's astounding. They're not even on opposite ends of the spectrum - they need two separate spectrums xD


When the shop assistant offered to have their clothes taken to the inn, MacKensie accepted the offer with gratitude. She gave over the bags with her ranger gear and the ditsy floral sundress she'd purchased earlier. Why on earth she'd bought a sundress when her future seemed filled with nothing but fighting, she did not know. It was nice so she bought it. "Thank you so much."

As Fenna came to sit down, MacKensie scanned her from head to toe with a look of extreme approval. "Ma Soeur, you are positively divine," she told the woman. The dark green she'd chosen matched so well with her hair and skin - a very earthy theme that she carried so well and looked so comfortable in. The older woman would likely look good in anything, in all honesty - she was beautiful - but MacKensie thought that her friend's choices suited her well. She respected a woman who knew her own style. "I am so very jealous of your lips, Fenna," she complimented the other Ranger. "I inherited my father's," she chuckled.

She made the motion of toasting her glass, then sipped her bubbly as Fenna did. While they waited for Lillianna, watching the wizard make her final decision, MacKensie continued to get even more comfortable, leaning back on her free hand and crossing her legs. "My my, the decor of this place is amazing," she said with a brief look around. "Look at those coloumns. And that fountain is beautiful." She could have gotten all nerdy and started to debate wether or not the quarter coloumns in the walls resembled Doric or Tuscan order style, but repressed her desire to get deep into that kind of conversation for fear of boring Fenna. Architecture was not for everyone, but complimenting beauty was enjoyable enough for most. "Paris has some lavish shops, but this is quite beyond anything I've ever seen. I am sure Holland must have some great places to shop."

She talked with Fenna about frivolous things, relaxed into that unserious side of herself that often broke out in small gaps of the busy schedule of her previous life; when she could be in non-formal social situations with her friends. It was a rare moment. As the oldest child of the Trydant family - heiress to the fortune - MacKensie was required to grow up fast, be responsible, proper and approach all things in her life - social, academic and extra-curricular - with seriousness, determination and perfectionism. She had to live up to her parents. And she embraced it with honour, pride and positivity. But it was still nice to have those hours where she could just let her hair down with her friends. Usually these hours were when she was shopping. And so Fenna and Lillianna were now privy to this facet of her personality.

When Lillianna was ready, MacKensie noticed her sigh tiredly, no drink in her hand and quiet as usual. The frenchwoman's lips pursed in a smile of pity for the wizard and she quickly threw out plans to find more places to window-shop. Instead MacKensie decided she would suggest something to eat or even offer the idea of heading back to the The Mended Drum for a rest. As much fun as she was having, she would not neglect the shy woman. She also remembered that Lillianna had somehwere in particular that she wanted to go before the day was out, although she hadn't given any details.

As they left the clothes shop, MacKensie was still holding the bags that had her other things she bought at other shops and stalls. It occured to her that she could have had all of her bags sent back with her outfits, but that opportunity had passed. "Well," she said brightly as she twirled around to face her friends, somewhat flexing her new outfit, happy to be out of the ranger gear for a while. "Where shall we go next? Some food, or back to the inn for some rest? Perhaps we can visit the place you wanted to go, Lillianna?" She couldn't help but leave the option out there for more exploring. "I'm still open to more exploring if you have it in you," she said in a playful challenge, arching an eyebrow.
I'll try to post tonight or tomorrow.

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Noted, once Fenna survives the shopping our character will have a moment to talk.


Lol at 'survives!' MacKensie was barely warmed up xD

Shall we save the spa day for another time then?
@Jay009 UwU Awwww! Barracker's a big softy xD


Walking around the Bazaar with Lillianna and Fenna was more than enough for MacKensie to free herself of all weight and worry. That feeling of being with female friends and excitedly searching for clothes and accessories was precisely the tonic she'd needed today. A bit of 'Retail Therapy.'

As lunchtime neared she'd already found herself a beautiful golden comb and hand mirror to match, underwear, perfume, earrings and a necklace, incense for her room, some beautiful brown heeled sandals, a basic black hairband and some smaller elastic hair bands too, and a purse... All of this while chatting endlessly with Fenna and Lillianna about a whole load of nothing, and searching out bargains with inhuman precision.

Some adventurers were gifted with the Fire Domain. Some Light. Some Water. MacKensie's Domain was Retail.

She found herself at a herbalists stall, carrying out a conversation about facial creams with the shopkeeper and trying out small samples on herself and even dragging Fenna into it.

"This one feels very moisturizing," she told the older woman. "Hold still." And without even asking permission, she was rubbing a little of the cream on the other dutchwoman's cheekbone. "So nice, is it not?"

Later, they'd found themselves in a high-end clothing store, where, after flashing a little gold, they were treated with drinks and an extremely helpful assistant while they tried on clothes.

"Lillianna, you look fabulous!"

MacKensie had already bought an outfit and had it bagged but she was now trying on a beautiful olive tunic that showed off her neck and shoulders. The satin olive garb was embroidered with an elegant gold pattern across the top and hung down to her hips, tightened by a black sash-belt at her waist. The outfit was finished off with black pants and knee-high boots.

"I will wear this out of the shop, thank you," she told the assistant, who graciously bagged up her Ranger gear for her. "Fenna, have you decided on anything yet?" MacKensie asked, a flute of champagne in her hand. She gave herself one last look in the mirror, then went to sit down.
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Wait what purple text?

Edit: Nvm, it was an oopsie on my part, fixed


I thought Lady Sillagy was playing tricks xD
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