Introducing Benvolio

[keep_the_peace]

Waking up in a strange bedroom, in a strange house, was bad enough, but then when Benvolio finally made his way to the front door he was greeted by snow outside. Summer might be coming to an end, but it definitely is not snow weather yet, nor is Benvolio dressed for such, in his black silk doublet, black and blue trimmed trunk hose, and black stockings. He does have shoes on, thankfully, though he can't imagine how he would have fallen asleep wearing shoes. It's not like he's had much opportunity to celebrate to the point of blacking out lately, after all.

Regardless, he takes one look at the snow outside and decides to shut the door and instead turn his attention to the table covered in different pamphlets and papers. He has many questions.

Comments

[keep_the_peace]

"What is that?"

[kadewest]

"The barber situation," Kade says, tugging demonstratively on the end of one of his twists, "is fucking abysmal. I've been doing my own hair for months." He misses Little John for many reasons; this is, frankly, one of the biggest. He gives Benvolio a firm once-over. "You need your hair done and don't want to do it yourself, you come to me, all right? I got clippers and I got patience."

[keep_the_peace]

“Oh!” He hadn’t stopped to consider that before. But if this place has such a small population, there’s bound to be plenty of things it is lacking, especially when compared to a city as fine as Verona. “I shall surely have to take thee up on that offer.”

[kadewest]

"Good man," grinning, as he starts ascending the stairs to his attic room.

[keep_the_peace]

"I fear I shall get lost in this building," he says with a laugh as he follows behind Kade. "It seems everywhere I look there are new halls."

[kadewest]

"It is incredibly fucking easy to get lost in here," Kade says. "The Linearity in this World is low, too, so you might find yourself... repeating moments, but with different people. Seven different people helped me carry my sewing machine up to my room. It just... reset every time. The good news is that when you're lost, you can usually find exciting new things, and when the Linearity is low, your days can get... interesting."

[keep_the_peace]

"Linearity," he repeats. "That is to do with... time, I assume?"

[kadewest]

"Time, distance, and routing," Kade says. "Time Linearity is the weakest here. Routing... has its moments. I haven't noticed any issues with distance yet."

[keep_the_peace]

"I see..." He doesn't, actually, but he figures if it becomes important enough he'll sort it out in the moment.

[kadewest]

It's clear he doesn't, and Kade offers him a grin. "In translation? Sometimes you repeat things here, and sometimes routes places change. I mean it, though--stop me if I'm overwhelming you."

[keep_the_peace]

"No no, it is alright. I'm not overwhelmed. At least not more than I would be on my own, without thy explanations."

[kadewest]

"As long as I'm not making it worse!" They're in front of his door now, which has a sign on the front that says Just knock!--a big change from the KEEP OUT sign he had back at the school so that the Nonsense kids would know they were welcome. He opens it and gestures Benvolio up the attic stairs, which will open up into the warren of his room. He's taken the enormous open attic space and filled it with piles of books and ranks of clothes, fabric, and notions.

[keep_the_peace]

Benvolio looks around, taking in the piles of things. It looks comfortable, and well-loved, in the best sort of way. He can tell that Kade enjoys being in here. "Thou'rt the most well-stocked tailor I have ever seen," he says, clearly a compliment.

[kadewest]

Kade laughs. "It helps that materials are free and plentiful."

[keep_the_peace]

"Ay, I can see how that would be a benefit."

[kadewest]

"Good man." Kade gestures Benvolio over to the clothes, which consist of a combination of discards that residents pulled from closets and didn't want, and items he's made in his time here between commissions. "Let's figure out which coat works for you."

[keep_the_peace]

"These fashions are all new to me," he says in wonder as he looks over the assortment.

[kadewest]

"Yeah... they cover a range of centuries. And Worlds."

[keep_the_peace]

"This place is truly a marvel."

[kadewest]

"I know I'm sure pleased to be here," Kade says. He gives Benvolio an assessing sort of look, and then pulls off a bottle-green wool peacoat, a flannel-lined black leather duster, and 80s-windbreaker-style bubblegum pink and turquoise parka. "Try these on for size, as a start."

[keep_the_peace]

He tries the wool coat first, because he knows and trusts wool to be warm, and he doesn't know what is going on with the pink thing, and the leather duster is honestly kind of intimidating. The shoulder seam isn't sitting at quite the right place, and the sleeves are a bit too short, but it seems to fit nicely around his torso at least. "'Tis nice," he says once it's on.

[kadewest]

Kade walks around him, looking. "It fits around your chest, but it's tight in your shoulders and short in the sleeves," he observes. "The shoulder-seams I can let out. The sleeves might be harder. I have other options, though. Let's see the next one?"

[keep_the_peace]

Benvolio picks the pink and teal windbreaker next. The cut of the garment is much more forgiving than the wool coat was, as this time the sleeves are possibly a bit too long, but there's something... stretchy in the cuffs (elastic, he just doesn't know what that is) that holds them in place around his wrists. It almost reminds him of the bracelets, but he doubts there's little animal shapes inside the sleeve, and anyway it feels a lot thicker than the bracelets. Maybe everything in the future is stretchy. "What manner of fabric is this? Some strange silk?" It's very unlike any silk he is familiar with, but closer to that than any wool, linen, or cotton he has ever encountered. Maybe a silk taffeta?

[kadewest]

"Pure plastic, brother," says Kade. "That's a material from your future that's made entirely by chemicals."

[keep_the_peace]

"Alchemy may produce fabric?" Wild.