Curls...? He remembered he'd mentioned that once or twice, but couldn't imagine what he may have looked like in his hayday. If Vel were to try something, Vox would love to see it.
"Good! We're on the same page. The color scheme over there is... too warm. The fuck's with all the dusty pink?"
"Tacky and powdery as shit, but I bet they're using old ways of dying things to keep their theme going," Velvette rolled her eyes judgmentally. "Hard to tell if they literally powder their noses or if they just look like that. It's so fuckin' embarrassing, like Hell's shitty version of Mary Poppins."
Stupid.
With a few pantomimed 'zip' motions, the folds and lapels of the jacket formed with the aid of the various sewing emoji crafting a jacket immediately as Velvette envisioned it. Once she found a shade of red that looked right, she tossed the other fabric scraps over her shoulder and pressed the fabric along the lapels to make the shape pop. Yeaaah, dark, mysterious, sharp and menacing. Good. As she ran her thumb over the fabrics, another needle emoji started sewing it all together.
"We're going in looking like one of your favorites. So if you wanted to take the shark on a walk, you'll match," Velvette snickered, low and malicious - no one could argue that Shok.wav made a huge impression.
"I know it. Sorry, babes, you couldn't afford me," she snorted, making a few extra adjustments. Hmm... red on the cuffs, too. And along the bottom. Hmmm... this one, no fuckin bowtie, even if Vox LOVES copying his dumb ex.
"You're just lucky I want to see the look on those eyeless freaks' faces when we deliberately disrespect their stupid dress code."
Hmmm... white undershirt, black vest. Deep v-cut in the vest, makes V's chest look broader and his head less jarring...
"Besides. Old dodgy bitch probably thinks she's gonna strong-arm you into a Deal - I never heard of her getting in scraps basically ever."
"Bingo. I won't be remotely shocked if she tries to screw me into something, but she's got to think I was born yesterday. We don't own about half the fucking Pentagram by being morons."
Holy shit, Vel, this is seriously coming together...! He already wanted to see what she'd come up with for their whole trio.
"Psh! You boys are lucky to have me to keep your shit organized and runnin' as well as it does," Velvette boasted, chuckling. There we go... the wifi broadcasting symbol on the shirt, some accents on the black vest and matching on the coat... perfect.
"Alright, you're done - now shoo, go get Val and get his ass in here so I can get his war banner done too."
Good GOD, he needed to wear this combo of colors more often, really. After a roll of his shoulders and a smooth down of the lapels, he was properly dressed to give a warning while also looking hot. Because he was, damn it~
"Shooing! I'll fill him in. Thanks again, Velvette." Shouldn't take more than a phone call, right? His filming schedule was weird, but it was WAY too early for anything that night... moth... would prefer working in. If anything, he'd be shocked if the guy was even awake...
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"Good! We're on the same page. The color scheme over there is... too warm. The fuck's with all the dusty pink?"
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Stupid.
With a few pantomimed 'zip' motions, the folds and lapels of the jacket formed with the aid of the various sewing emoji crafting a jacket immediately as Velvette envisioned it. Once she found a shade of red that looked right, she tossed the other fabric scraps over her shoulder and pressed the fabric along the lapels to make the shape pop. Yeaaah, dark, mysterious, sharp and menacing. Good. As she ran her thumb over the fabrics, another needle emoji started sewing it all together.
"We're going in looking like one of your favorites. So if you wanted to take the shark on a walk, you'll match," Velvette snickered, low and malicious - no one could argue that Shok.wav made a huge impression.
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He looked down. After a cant of his head, he nodded with a brief snort of amusement.
"...Have I told you that you're a miracle worker? You looking for a job...?"
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"You're just lucky I want to see the look on those eyeless freaks' faces when we deliberately disrespect their stupid dress code."
Hmmm... white undershirt, black vest. Deep v-cut in the vest, makes V's chest look broader and his head less jarring...
"Besides. Old dodgy bitch probably thinks she's gonna strong-arm you into a Deal - I never heard of her getting in scraps basically ever."
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Holy shit, Vel, this is seriously coming together...! He already wanted to see what she'd come up with for their whole trio.
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"Alright, you're done - now shoo, go get Val and get his ass in here so I can get his war banner done too."
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"Shooing! I'll fill him in. Thanks again, Velvette." Shouldn't take more than a phone call, right? His filming schedule was weird, but it was WAY too early for anything that night... moth... would prefer working in. If anything, he'd be shocked if the guy was even awake...