Closed phone call: Ilsa, Egon, Nall, Luka (if she's interested)

[velesdonnersen]

Ilsa told me about this "Halloween" thing, and I'm just... I mean... it's awesome! [He's all giddy, in need of some fun.]  I was thinking we could get together, plan out costumes, and I could design.  But I need some help -- there are supposed to be devices for sewing, and there must be sources for fabrics and makeup, and I'll need some shop assistants, if we're going to really put on a show.

So -- I've cleared out space in the garage, and we can work there and set up a shop.  Come on over!  Bring food: all I've got is Mayfield standard, here....

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Re: Phone

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

A knight... A knight. I kinda like that idea... you think it'd be hard to make a costume for that?

Re: Phone

[velesdonnersen.livejournal.com]

Oooh, it may be hard...ish. But *fun*. I can do that.

Europan knight, or Asian or middle eastern? Metal or chain under a burnoose, or lacquer armor? Zweihander sword, or scimitar, or jian?

Tell me your dreams, friend, and I will see what I can devise...

[His voice is excited, and even a bit gleeful.]

Re: Phone

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

[Nall chuckles, glad at Tarvek's enthusiasm.]

I'm not really sure what a Europan or Asian or middle eastern knight would look like... I'm comfortable using a double-handed and edged sword though. Light armor would be best, easiest to move and function in...

Re: Phone

[velesdonnersen.livejournal.com]

[He's making happy, bubbly designer-noises, muttering a bit, with the sound of the pencil scrabbling in the background.]

Ok, Ok, I think I have some ideas. Tell you what, give me a few hours, then come on over and I'll show you some drawings. Maybe even a mock-up, if things go well.

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[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

A mock up? That fast?

Ha, what am I saying? It's you. Alright, I'll stop by in a few hours... with some food. Tuna noodle casserole sound good?

Re: Phone

[velesdonnersen.livejournal.com]

[He has encountered tuna noodle casserole in Mayfield, and considers it strange, and very much a regional delicacy, but edible. (His mun, though, likes it quite a bit.)]

[He's already fading into work mode, though, and mumbles, mildly,]

Yes, yes. That will be good. Now, where did I put the aluminum foil?