OOC: Sorry had a busy day yesterday >.< Now I have to play catch-up!
BIC: Jerii's eyes widened at Jean Louis' offer. He tried to search for the words to say in his head, but the constant ramblings of the two spirits of his swords disoriented his thoughts.
"SAY YES!" Masa and Mune shouted.
"Ow, jeez alright calm down," Jerii whined "I can barely think with you guys bickering back and forth, telling me what to do!"
"Well, if you had any intiative, you'd know that having a chance to meet with the Queen is not something you get everyday," Mune noted "And maybe this is your chance to tell her you want to go to the war."
Jerii nodded his head, knowing this would be his big break. Before he could answer Jean Louis, he began to notice the gestures and body language the two were giving each other.
"Is it just me, or is there something weird going on here...." Jerii muttered.
"Well Quinn is a very attractive young woman, I don't see anything wrong with this picture," Masa explained "and Jean Louis might look young, but he seems more mature, probably more mature than you."
"Agreed," Mune spurted.
"Thanks guys," Jerii replied sarcastically.
Before he could have a chance to join in the conversation, Jean Louis began to escort the two squires into the Royal Fitting Room. Jerii never thought in his entire lifetime that he'd be in such a magnificant place. Clothes from all over the world spanned the entire wardrobe, and the choices seemed endless. There were many tailors and valets roaming about, yelling at each other, and rushing back and forth to retrieve material and deliver information. Jerii was taken to a seperate room, thinking to himself that this was the place for men to be dressed and cartered to.
"You size sir?" A valet asked.
"Ummm, not sure I guess a large?" Jerii answered unconfidently.
"Useless..." The tailor sighed taking out his measuring tape.
He began to stretch it back and forth, writing down the measurement and then started another area of the body. Jerii was confused at what the tailor was doing, but followed his orders to move about, turn around, and raise his arms. Finally, he jotted down all the information and handed it to a valet to retrieve the proper suit for the him. Jerii sighed not knowing what he got himself into. He saw Quinn glance over at him, flashing a smile. Jerii waved back but was immediately scolded by one of the tailors in front of him.
"Hey, pay attention now," the tailor snorted "we still have a lot of work to do!"
"Jeez why are these guys so uptight?" Jerii questioned.
"Well, the Queen has many attendants, and these fellas have to work around the clock to do measurements, tailor and create clothing, maybe even write down orders for special material and fabrics to be delivered," Masa explained.
"Only the best for the Queen of Media Res," Mune proclaimed.
"Makes sense, I'd be kind of grouchy too if I were cooped up in here for most of the day," Jerii thought.
"Oh and doesn't Quinn look irresistable?" Mune commented.
"Yeah maybe you should start calling her Lady Quinn from now on," Masa joked.
"Whatever, she's still my friend, probably the closest thing I have to a sister," Jerii replied.
"Awwww how cute," said Mune.
"Still, I wouldn't be surprised if Quinn got a chance to live the easy life here in the palace," Jerii thought "It would probably be for the best, with the war and all."
"So you're saying Quinn can't handle herself?" Masa retorted.
"No, I'm just saying it'd be good because she wouldn't have to get her "hands dirty" so to speak." Jerii snapped.
"Might I remind you, that Quinn still has more wins over you in the jousting department," said Mune.
"Yeah, that's true, if she wanted to help out with the war, she would do an amazing job," Jerii thought.
"But we understand that you wouldn't want to your friends to be in danger, so don't us wrong, we know we're you're coming from," Mune said consolingly.
"Heh, thanks" Jerii said, smiling in his mind.
"There all done," The tailor replied.
Jerii was confused for a moment, but then remembered that the tailor had been working on his outfit through the entire conversation. He could surely pass for a Duke, maybe even a Prince if he played his cards right. He wasn't sure of what to make of the suit, but knew it was better than what he was currently wearing. Probably Jean Louis could explain the outfit to him, because Jerii has no knowledge of fashion. He usually just wore what was given to him, and thought that would be enough to satisfy everyone.
"You look almost presentable enough to be in the Queen's presence," Mune commented.
"I never knew you were so handsome," Masa coo'ed "If I could squeeze your cheeks I would!"
"Stop that guys," Jerii chuckled "You're gonna make me laugh or blush, or both."
The three had a good laugh, while Jerii stepped off the platform. He made his way to Quinn's area, and was glad to see she was done with her outfit. Quinn looked absolutely stunning, and Jerii could barely recognize his fellow comrade.
"Wow..." Jerii, Masa, and Mune replied in unison.