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James Bond ([personal profile] doubleohblonde) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2011-09-05 11:16 pm
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Aesthetics of Badassery [Monday, Period One]

Today's class was in the Danger Shop, which had been set up to resemble a large dressing area with an even larger variety of clothing, and a number of NPC tailors darted about the place. A table was set up safely away from the clothing with the promised coffee and pastries.

"One of the first steps towards being a badass is looking like one," Bond began once the class had arrived. "How you dress is one of the first things about you that people will notice, and picking the right clothes will give the right impression. Which isn't to say that one size fits all, as different situations will call for different ensembles, and the Saville Row suit that's perfect for getting advantage during a business meeting would look absolutely ridiculous on a beach."

"Which is why we'll be spending today's class putting together outfits, complete from head to toe, with shoes and accessories, for several different occasions. Think about why you're choosing each item, and what impression you want to give off."

[ooc: wait for ocd up]

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Re: Scenario Three - AoB [02]

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
She was excited and bouncy and...this conversation was going nowhere good.

"That sounds great!" Bobby said quickly. He looked down again because he really had or he'd no longer be allowed to call himself a teenage boy (even one raised by Grace McCallister).

"I gotta go! Um, over there," Bobby managed to form the words with difficulty. "TA stuff! Bye!"

And he fled. Like a fleeing fleer who flees. Because she needed to put more clothes on before he could hold a conversation.

Re: Scenario Three - AoB [02]

[identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Gotta go?" Caroline didn't understand. She turned her head, lifting her shoulder to her chin and giving a general sniff in case like, actual human-ish odor was causing her friends to literally run from her. "Can he smell the vampire thing?" Not that she expected anyone to listen to her when Bobby had already shown off his sprinting skills and she was left shrugging and going to find some sandals to match her bikini top.