hikaruorkaoru | First Pattern ; action, written

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[It's a very nice day, isn't it, Luceti?

Anyone who happens to be up by the cherry blossom tree hill might notice that there's someone asleep under the largest tree. He looks quite content, laid out in the grass with the green leaves giving him shade.

But, well, his clothes might tell a different story. Looks like there's another New Feather in town, and he's not going to be happy when he wakes up.]

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Cheap. Cheap. Hideous. Cheap.

[Hikaru Hitachiin is focusing all his attention on the clothes in front of him. Lots and lots of clothes and nothing he likes.

Of course, it's probably not really the clothes. It's his way of trying to process everything. Of being kidnapped, of having wings, of not having Kaoru, of being away from his club, of trying to deal with everything. The clothes are still awful, though.

Hikaru gives a frustrated groan as he throws a fourth shirt on the ground.]

All of these clothes are crap!

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[It's gotten late at night, and Hikaru's abandoned his search of the village for the guys. So, instead, he's sitting with his journal. Which is supposed to communicate with everyone, so.

Might as well try.]

Kaoru? Are you here? Answer me if you are.

Haruhi? Boss? Kyouya-senpai? Mori-senapi? Honey-senpai?

Anybody?

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...I take it that the clothes provided here don't suit your tastes? [Hello Hikaru, have a Cilan who couldn't help but overhear your loud disapproval. He reaches down and picks up one of the fallen shirts off the ground to look at.] Considering that some of the clothes here belong to other residents that have yet to retrieve them, they might not appreciate you tossing their clothing so carelessly to the floor, regardless of whether you approve of their taste in fashion or not.

[Then again Cilan, you practically dress like a high-class waiter in a remote village so I don't think you're allowed to comment on appropriate fashion. ~~Also he has the voice of Tamaki's japanese seiyuu Mamoru Miyano so have fun with that Hikaru.~~]

I'm doing them a favor and getting rid of those monstrosities.

[...And that shirt he just picked up? Three more go on the ground in its place.]

These things are awful. So cheaply made. I mean. Look at the stitching on that green one. It's horrible.

[Cilan reaches down and picks up said green shirt to look at next. He's not a model like Elesa or even a "fashion connoisseur" (maybe someday), so it's not like he can professionally critque on whether these clothes are "unfashionable" or not outside of just personal opinion, but...]

The stitching on this one could use some work, though it's possible that the owner of this shirt doesn't have access to higher quality clothing or materials like we do where we're from. [Some of the people here are from worlds that had to do a lot of things by hand in the absence of technology, after all...]

Everything here is free. There is no excuse for crap like that.

[He understands where he's from. Commoners can't afford anything better. But when there's no monetary impediment... Well. That should be, like, the one perk here.]

It's all so cheap.

[Cilan, rather patiently, rescues another fallen shirt to fold over his arm--he doesn't plan on keeping any of these, no, but it's better than just leaving them on the floor for now.]

In that case, what would you suggest instead as an improvement?

Tighter stitching. And-- [he grabs a patterned shirt and displays the seam] see how it doesn't match up? The pattern's off where it comes here. It shows that someone didn't take their time -- wasn't careful. Wasn't precise.

The general quality of these fabrics is mediocre at best. They're meant to look like durable clothes, but they're not going to hold up against any real wear.

Ah, I see... [You have a very good point, Hikaru. Color us amazed.] I must say, you appear to be quite the fashion connoisseur--your knowledge of clothing is very impressive!

My mother is Yuzuha Hatachiin. She's world famous for her fashion design. Kaoru and I are going to inherit the company.

I see. [Unfortunately, Cilan doesn't recognize the names of either Hikaru's mother or his brother, but...]

It sounds like the company may be in good hands, then, with talent like yours.

We'll be the best thing to happen to the market in years.

[He frowns sharply, thinking about it.]

If I miss Milan's spring show, someone's going to get hurt. Badly.

[Oh dear--Cilan holds up a hand as if that'll somehow stop that violent thought right there.]

I don't think you'll have to worry about that...ah, has anyone told you about this place yet? [In other words, how much do you know about Luceti so far and how much of the "this is a place where time moves differently on top of other strange things" speech have you not heard about yet?]

Kidnapped, dumped random places, stripped, given wings, tablet-like journal. Yeah, I got the gist of it.

[And was, for all his theatrics with Shinji, mostly paying attention.]

Alright. [Okay good, that saves a lot of explaining. (Not that Cilan wouldn't have been obnoxiously happy enough to comply with doing so)] From what I've been told about this place, time supposedly flows differently here than it does at home. When you return, it'll be as if you never left, so I don't think you'll have to worry about missing that show.

[In hindsight, that would also mean that your friends and family won't even notice that you're gone right now...]

Time...

[But, really. Given everything he's been through... this place couldn't get that much weirder.]

Well. At least I won't miss Milan.

Mm--one might say there's a small bright side to this taste. [Kind of small amid the rest of the less-than cool parts of Luceti, but technically a positive nonetheless. Also it looks like he's rescued all the shirts from the floor as he's now picking up the last one.] Out of curiosity, what is Milan's spring show like?

[He's never been to a fashion show, that's more Elesa's thing than his. But from what little he does know about the fashion world, they do at least seem interesting.]

For just an attendee? Pretty glamorous. All the big names in fashion are there, and there are tons of parties. Especially the night after the show.

For a designer? It's pretty crazy. Taking all the concept work you've done and actually making it, tailoring it to the models are fussy little divas. Getting every accessory to match just right, making sure their make-up looks right.

But it really gets your name out there, so it's all worth it. Just a week of basically not sleeping and working all the time.

[Oooh] It sounds like it has a very fun atmosphere, for both the attendees that get to see such amazing outfits, and for the designers that get to show off their hard work for an audience!

...Oh, and for the models that get to wear the outfits too, of course!

Yeah, 'cause not sleeping more than two hours a night for a week is totally fun.

[Hikaru enjoys Milan. Paris even more, and Paris is even more stressful. But he can't call it fun, especially not while he's living it. The last night is. No more work, just drinking and having fun.]

Oh, I'm sorry for not having taken that into account.

[Cilan that's probably because you're the type who tries to have fun even when working long hours...]

It's not too bad. But it's not fun either. Especially not the last couple of days.

Hm...in that case, please allow me to rephrase my previous statement: "It has a restless atmosphere, for both the audience that gets to see such unique fashion and attend the lavish parties, and for the designers that contend with the stress of making sure their outfits have the perfect combination of style and beauty. That way, the end result may have a satisfying taste for everyone involved." [How's that?]

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