It was now a second trip here to Joya, But Miriko had plans and ideas for why she was here, Even making herself a bit different then the normally known gothic style with dark purples and black to something a bit more bright. Even her hair would be styled a bit different. Most people who would look for Miriko would not realize it was her. That and she wanted to seem like she fit into Joya a bit better, Even if she did in some matter tower over most of the people, But it was not something she would worry about for now.

She had one of her normal dresses stored away in one of her travel bags with Alistair who was still with her, But Miriko was draped in more bright colours and multi layered kimono just to seemingly be a bit more fitting to the area, Even if she was not expecting to encounter as many people to know her here,Then again it was nice to walk around in some else rather then tighter fitting gothic dresses as she normally wore.

With in Joya it seemed Miriko for the moment walking while reading a small book, This book was a list of things she had planned to achieve while she was here in Joya. to Alistair slowly walking just behind her, Because this way the cattian could watch over her while she walked. After all being distracted as she could be, sometimes she could bump into some one.

Picture of the full outfit::

Ittindi was strolling through Joya, he was wearing his white gloves, a three-piece suit that was a dark-colored red, and a matching top hat on the shorter side only 12 centimeters tall. His shoes were a burgundy brown, derby-style, while his tie was plaid with black squares. Typically Ittindi didn't wear anything this flashy unless he was attending to a decadent employer who would wear something as extravagant. However, he had just left a servant assistance agency, receiving a list of the wealthier employers in the area. Since he wasn't a native he had to appear as dapper as possible. Ittindi had learned to clean a variety of different methods in the west, he figured while he was still in Joya he could learn a thing or two about cleaning and cooking in the east. To be the best one's knowledge had to be expanded to the maximum capacity. Absorbed in his book, he accidentally bumped into someone.

He'd barely catch himself, almost ruining his suit with the dirt, instead just sullying his white gloves. Looking into who he collided with he was surprised to see such a magnificent outfit. Even more surprising was the creature that followed her. Hopefully, it wasn't an aggressive breed of magic creature, he'd prefer to not have one of his favorite suits ruined. Getting to his feet he'd bow extremely low while apologizing for his clumsiness.

"So sorry Madam, is there anything I can do to make up for my grave error? By the way that dress looks like it was made for you, very flattering. Where did you get it made? I'd love to be able to recommend it to any of my future employers."

Current Outfit:

Strangely enough, it was easy to find Hassan doing what Hassan does best, day drinking.  Regardless of the time of day, sharing a pint and telling stories with others was one of Hassan's favorite pastimes, something that he never found himself to tire of doing. Either way, Hassan felt like he had enough for the moment so he decided to take a stroll down joya to get himself into some shenanigans.  Walking past a respectable bondage shop that Hassan was well acquainted with, he decided to say hello to the owner but stopped himself mid-way after hearing a recognizable voice.

"Moving a bit closer, he noticed that his dapper guildmate was apologizing to some woman, who seemed rather wealthy. Was this a job? Was he trying to be close to the woman in order to get some of her money?"

"Inttindi, small world. Suits are not my thing but you caught me in a peculiar moment. Did you get the same invite to the bondage cocktail party as well? I was on my way to buy one for it."

Looking at the woman, Hassan would give a greeting.

"Sorry about that, hope I didn't intrude too much. "

Well wasn't this entirely different sides of a coin, at least as the phrase went anyway, But it seemed at least now there was two people to talk too.Looking back at her cattian for a moment. Alistair seemed to have not worry about either of them. The world was always an interesting marvel that way."No I am fine, at worst I lost track of where I was read I can make  up for that later."Miriko mentioned with a bit of a smile since it was just as Alistair could expect as you heard him laugh slightly in the background about it.

As even the second part was saying sorry as well."Not entirely, Most my ventures are often met by talking to new people, So we this is about what I expected."It seemed they were both overly polite enough that it distracted her mind from hearing about a bondage part in which would have effect her a it differently. But she did not forget a part of Inttindi's ponder, Just making sure both men were acknowledged first. Maybe it was nice to talk in Fiorian with stranger she just had to hope she did not meet people who might be risky back home.

For one pondered about her attire."And to answer your question Ittindi, I do not buy my clothing from anyone, I make them myself."Looks might be one thing but Miriko did want to be sure he was spending hours on end trying to find who could make these things when they where standing right in front of them both."Even then, This is for special occasions, My normal outfits for back at home in Fiore are far different."Maybe she would have to pull that spare dress out later to just show as an example, But not change into it because there was a fair amount of time needed to change into it, Even then she was comfortable as she was now.


But just to be sure."It is nice to meet you both, I am Miriko from the guild Blue Pegasus in the nation of Fiore."She would then point to Alistair behind her."That is my wonderful companion and Cattian Alistair, He does not bite unless he's needed too he also can talk."Alistair then seemed to let out a sigh."Spoiling the fun are you now?" Then again Miriko knew Alistair was lazy at times so that is why he delayed it.

Hassan, one of his guildmates, also one of his favorites arrived nearby. Hassan reminded him of one of the head cooks back in his Young Master's manor. He was always drunk and tried his hardest to say the most provocative things. Around people like that Ittindi had found that honesty was the best policy, though they were the ultimate test of stoicism. He managed to pass this time, the thought of a bondage cocktail party almost got him.

He'd shift his attention to Lady Miriko who was answering all of his questions while ignoring Hassan's more interesting comments. A sign of royalty to be sure, or high decorum typical of a member of Blue Pegasus. If it wasn't for the guild's main focus being on personal appearance, Ittindi might have considered joining them. The real surprise was that her magic creature was capable of speech, he even thought it'd be fun to surprise them himself. Ensuring a creature like that was well-groomed had to be difficult.  

"Blue Pegasus, that makes sense with your style Madam Miriko. My name is Ittindi Amali, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well as your partner Alistair. What were you reading if you don't mind me asking?"

After he talked to Lady Miriko, he'd turn to Hassan before continuing. Keeping his voice level and his face neutral.  Ittindi was very inquisitive about what a cattian was or where she found him. That kind of question was often seen as rude, better to engage in small talk and probe.

"Sir Hassan I have not heard of this party, but if you need help finding an outfit I can always help. Are you only in the city for that soiree?"

Ittindi wondered if there was even such a thing as a bondage cocktail party. He knew that the different wealthier employers he had encountered did have odd habits. Money had a way of creating problems that most humans failed to even ponder. Their need for fulfillment to fill the holes in their soul could lead to more exotic kinks than the typical commoner. Ittindi wondered if Hassan was more of the dominant or submissive participant. Ittindi had personally never explored that part of his personality so he wasn't entirely too sure what'd he be in that situation.

"It's nice to meet you. Blue pegasus, that's that famous guild right? I mean, all of these guilds are famous these days so just by name-dropping them, it's most likely that a person like myself has heard of them. As for me, I am Hassan. I'm considered as quite the local in oak town, but I seem to have found myself here in order to take in some sights and hang out with some people I haven't seen in a long time. What is this town known for anyway? The liquor here is a little.....watered down..."

Hassan wasn't too disappointed, maybe it was a good thing that he was able to stop himself from getting shitfaced whenever the opportunity presented itself.  However, the woman by the name Miriko did say something interesting about her clothes. "A clothing maker, you have a lot in common with Ittindi.  However, certain materials are hard to find.  There are times in the winter when the animals are shaved of their hair and the stitches are weaved with string fibers that mimic the same binding process you would get with pelts.  The PETA association really praised it as a way of both tailors and animals getting what they wanted from each other. For the tailor...their clothes...and for the animals..well.. they live to see another sunset. As to why I know this, well, someone has to do the shaving, even if it's a bear. "

Though he did appreciate it that Ittindi that he was to help him find a suit. "I find it quite comforting that I dress like this all the time but you never ask questions Inttindi. Is it out of respect, in spite of curiosity?  Anyway,  it's more of an underground society of like-minded people, you would be surprised as to who you would see there, but we have an annual social gathering like this once in a while.  I need an expert opinion on garments if neither of you doesn't mind? "

These were far different then any person she would most likely see here in these lands but alas she was more thinking about a few other things with how far less interested or social compared to other people must have been Alistair's fault. But first the guild part."They are well known from what I gather, You might be one of the who might not have heard of over all, But It seems at least your friend here does, It is an interesting dynamic."She was remarking harmless about how these two knew each other and interacted, seemingly being fair different people.

For what she was reading."It is a book on paper crafting, My current way of life is far more about the the things I don't make with magic."Which she would not be shy about mentioning."Just take a bit longer to read because Joyan is still a learning process to me."By that she barely got past page one and she was not admitting it. But Miriko had no idea about what event Hassan has mentioned but she was also not overly interested in it herself, But it was more of a her way of living.

But they where interested in seeing if she would help, it sounded like a plan."I could lend a hand. My experience might be many. But making clothing to men I could say is not highly sought after of me, But I am sure I have some materials to spare."After all she had been working on a few things travelling over, Just to pass the time.

Miriko would close her book walk over to Alistair, Open some of the saddle bags he had on him and dig through it for a few moment, Then she come back with a pencil and a drawing book, For basic sketching."What do you have in mind for this outfit?"Miriko was planning to draw it to give some kind of picture to go off of.She wanted to see if Hassan had his idea in words, if not he was still willing to attempt to talk it out."From them I am sure between a few of my various skills, I might be useful."Chalk it up to the life of Miriko to go off to learn papercrafting and end up making clothing, Some what a typical venture for her.

Ittindi would listen to Hassan, his comment on the alcohol was spot on. Ittindi knew the main focus of this town, practically the entire country was their affinity for artistic culture. It was an interesting concept to be both strict, and artistic at the same time. It was something that Ittindi loved about Joya. He was surprised by Hassan's knowledge of creating clothing cruelty-free. His Young Master had explained that Sleeping Calamity was very different than what other guilds claimed. He saw the wisdom in these words anytime he engaged with other guild members. At the root was money, but Ittindi had done worse for a dollar. Thinking back on some of his employers.

Listening to Lady Miriko explain her book, Ittindi was impressed. He had traveled far, but learning another language, especially one with such difficult writing was admirable. He looked forward to practicing some Joyan cooking when he arrived back at the guild hall. Then he'd answer Hassan's question before talking to Lady Mirkio again.

"Well Sir Hassan, it is of course out of respect, but that doesn't mean it can't be spiteful as well. You see the service industry is about both."

He of course was joking, but with his humor being so dry it wouldn't be unordinary for Hassan not to catch it. He'd watch as Lady Miriko went up to her partner and pulled out a sketch pad. Most clothiers knew how to sketch a rough design before creating the actual clothing. Ittindi was a little excited to see a tailor from Blue Pegasus, though she did warn that she typically made female clothes. Ittindi almost considered making a joke asking Hassan if he would prefer a dress. However, he felt that would be too low-brow humor for the current situation. Maybe if it was just the two of them.

"Madam Miriko, do you make most of the outfits for members of your guild?"

Ittindi didn't want to overload her while she was getting ready to sketch, plus he was interested to see if he'd need to do any translation from what Hassan's idea of fancy wear was. He could see Hassan knowing or not they were both equally likely in Ittindi's mind.

"Well shit, I don't know. This is the first time someone asked me about my preferences in regards to what I want, so I'm a little stumped as to what exactly I'm picturing when it comes down to it. But I can be creative with my vivid imagination, I'm sure I'll be able to think of something. " Pausing for a moment, Kogami used this time to think about his wanted outfit. "Well, it would have to be a suit but it has to have elements of BDSM in it. Maybe some leather belts around the blazer? A cotton chain top dress shirt or a dress shirt that at least has a lining pattern that looks like chains. And oh! A bow tie in the shape of a lock. For the outfit, I'm not too picky about the color. I'll leave it up to the designer." Of course, Hassan knew that this would cost him.

"But in terms of pricing, how much is this anyway?"

In some manner this entirely might embarrass Miriko, Just this one time she kept it under control to the Cattian laughing slightly at Miriko for the mention of some of the things. Hassan had a pretty interesting idea that Miriko could shade into an pencil image as per normal for the painter she was. While she was drawing this up she would start answering questions."Well, no. I am new to the guild most of my talents is known for paintings often sought after by the higher classes of the public, making clothing is just one of many things I know how to do."She was not boast or showing off how many things she knew how to do, just mentioned she knew how to do many things."Thus I can easily create pieces of art form things around me, with in my mind or whatever else inspires me at the time."Miriko was a bit more humble and honest with her self.

"It is most of life of trial and error, I have some things I do well in, others I failed horribly."Since she was never trying to be better then anything one else. But her drawing was done.It was fairly well shaded and detailed. But Miriko went as close as she could to fit the idea of what Hassan wanted because it was just what she offered."But do give it this drawing a look over, Just in case."After all this was just her make of it. Even then they both could look at it."It is a entire book of my pencil drawings, I do not mind if either of you looking at it."There was various parts of Joya just pencil detailed into the pages like you were just looking at a picture from that exact time being there, just in the shaded greyness of pencil.

as for price part."I would not be worried about price really, If I did work on it with the help of Ittindi, I would not consider charging you at all. All I would merely do is ask you to keep the outfit in good shape and clean."The value in her makings was how people kept them, Not jewel value, It was just a Miriko thing. Since these two did not seem like the highly ego driven people she was use too buying her paintings, She had no interest in their money.

A painter as well, it seemed that Lady Miriko was similar to Ittindi. Being able to wear different hats to service the aristocracy was a profitable and honorable way to live one's life.  Ittindi was excited to watch her sketch Hassan's outfit now, whereas before he expected more of a plain rough draft. Now he could expect a drawing as complete as something in a fashion studio's planning room. Listening to Hassan's design, Ittindi could tell that he hadn't given much thought to his outfit. Either that or he wasn't too worried about how he was perceived. Hassan always came off as someone who'd rather use his personality and body as his main attractor. Ittindi couldn't fault him, he was in good enough shape that he imagined most suitors would be pleased with a BDSM party. Being a member of Sleeping Calamity he probably had a high pain tolerance. Oddly, most of their guild would probably fit in well at a BDSM party as Ittindi thought more about it.

After she was done, Lady Miriko would give the sketch to Hassan. It was exactly as Ittindi imagined. He'd look it over with Hassan seeing if he had any particular feedback.

"I'll gladly take a look at your sketchbook Madam Miriko"

Ittindi would give a polite smile as he took the sketchbook and flipped through it. He was surprised at the still life that she managed to capture in different parts of Joya. Some parts he could remember, others he never saw, but felt as if he was experiencing them through the books. Her sketches were close to pictures, he wondered how long she had truly been sketching. Or if she enjoyed sketching more than making dresses, for Ittindi his favorite art was cooking. The only thing that came close was a good thorough clean of the washroom. Most people didn't realize the mood the washroom enforced on any who used it. It could be the start of your worst or best day, and the cleanliness of the washroom had a small but noticeable effect on it. Afterward, he motion the book toward Hassan if he was interested otherwise returning it to Miriko.

"I'll gladly help you in any way you need Madam."

He was surprised when Lady Miriko decided to waive the price if he would help her. It was a great compliment to his prowess as a house butler, so Ittindi would graciously accept. He was ready to assist her in whatever she needed to create Hassan's outfit, though he was curious if she would pull out all her materials and do it here. Or if they would try to find some enclosed space to work. At times like these Ittindi would think of more advanced spells, one day he'd be able to create a silk room in an instant.

"I can say for sure that in my travels, I have never really received help from anyone without them expecting anything in return. If this is the first, especially for an elaborate and detailed piece of clothing I'm requesting, then this will be one for the history books. Quid pro quo, things of that nature, eventually everyone pays. With such a talented individual, I would hope that I would be able to return the favor regarding the service I'm receiving."

It would be fair, Hassan wouldn't want to seem like a cheap ass and there was a bit of pride he took in doing right by people that did right by him. "OOo... a sketchbook. Wouldn't that be considered a trade secret for a talented group of people like yourselves? What if some fashionista tries to steal your ideas by recreating the drawings and using the notes? I would be a little more careful with sharing it if I had half the talent. "

It might seem strange in that matter but Miriko did work a bit differently, but it would be a bit of time of time to learn how Miriko did not expect payment all of the time. That would be an explanation eventually brought up in time, But maybe she should start off by mentioning."I am a painter and picture drawer normally, Clothing is just one of the few things I managed to get better at over time."Having to mention because she was mostly known as a painter in Fiore, But at least here it was not like she was going to gather strange people watching like she was there just a show bound to happen seeing Miriko paint at the time. But that was just a experience she noticed at times.

Miriko just enjoyed having the options she had set up for herself."I am always a person who looks towards ways to learn and improve on things. weather learning something new or improving on other things I know already."So everything in her mind is a bit of a learning experience and she seemed to be going off of that for the most part for enjoyment in life.

As normal every once and a while Alistair did like to add these in."Carpentry however is not something she has been good at so far."Being spared his normal remark of it, But it was true she was not really good with carpentry even if she tried."Needless to say wooden statues are not going to be something she will manage to make in the future."Not that Alistair did not think it was a horrible thing, Miriko was not risking hurting herself in the end.But it was showing them both in the end there was a lot more to her then mentioned.

But nonetheless for the moment."I carry a few more books as well, If you are really interested, They are examples of things I can make with the skills I have."She just made herself seem like a really creative and busy person, not that it was a horrible thing in the end it seemed she more value doing that nice things. Nonetheless Miriko seemed happy and delighted with the situation going on at hand, After all it was never about money she could make it was about making people happy in some way overall.