It's totally empty here too... I guess we don't have to worry about paying.
[ That said, even if there was a shopkeep here, they'd wind up stealing anyway. Adaine having to wander around the city in a swimsuit just isn't an option, and all of Riz's gold is tucked away in his suitcase, left behind in the bowels of hell. The only good part about the eerie desert they've found themselves in is that Adaine can take her time finding something that fits instead of having Riz slink around and do his best estimation as to what she'd actually like to wear. He stomps his feet against the welcome mat, trying to rid himself of the worst of the damp as he looks around.
It's a whole emporium here, he thinks. There's everything from thick cloaks to elaborate dresses to casual wear in every shape and size, just waiting for someone to swoop in and retrieve it. ]
This place is creepy, [ he declares, not that it's stopping him from pausing at a hat that's entirely too much like his good old-fashioned newsboy cap that was lost in transit. ] I'd say this is just a city specifically for robotic constructs, but I don't think they'd need this many clothes.
[ His eyes alight on a cloak, and he makes the executive decision just to use it as a towel to mop himself up, scrubbing his hair dry until it sticks up in wild curls. ]
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[ That said, even if there was a shopkeep here, they'd wind up stealing anyway. Adaine having to wander around the city in a swimsuit just isn't an option, and all of Riz's gold is tucked away in his suitcase, left behind in the bowels of hell. The only good part about the eerie desert they've found themselves in is that Adaine can take her time finding something that fits instead of having Riz slink around and do his best estimation as to what she'd actually like to wear. He stomps his feet against the welcome mat, trying to rid himself of the worst of the damp as he looks around.
It's a whole emporium here, he thinks. There's everything from thick cloaks to elaborate dresses to casual wear in every shape and size, just waiting for someone to swoop in and retrieve it. ]
This place is creepy, [ he declares, not that it's stopping him from pausing at a hat that's entirely too much like his good old-fashioned newsboy cap that was lost in transit. ] I'd say this is just a city specifically for robotic constructs, but I don't think they'd need this many clothes.
[ His eyes alight on a cloak, and he makes the executive decision just to use it as a towel to mop himself up, scrubbing his hair dry until it sticks up in wild curls. ]