Scene #8768: Clothes Shopping Montage

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Aidan Proudpick	Aidan doesn't USUALLY shop in the highest class place in the known universe(short of Gilgamesh Gear). He is actually more likely to at least attend a thrift boutique or a smaller establishment. BUT, he did recently gain 3.1 million credits, and he wants to help one individual today. Notably, Aidan has brought his own coffee and cloth bag of nuts. You can only dress a bumpkin up so much. Aidan has always liked working with Ishirou. He would probably pick him at least 3rd for a spot in a world saving team. And, perhaps erronously, assumed he was having some body issues, given his state of dress. It all makes for a good reason to text Ishirou and invite him on an outing. He makes an exit of the bus onto a boulevard, endless rows of clothing shops stretching into eternity. Given the temperature, Aidan is wearing a bright green wool lined jacket with a woolie hood, tight pants, and wool lined boots. A knitted scarf of shades of green leading into white leading into blue around his neck. His tail scarf may NOT be necessary. "Alright!" Aidan has to lift his voice over the gentle drone of people moving back and forth around thoroughfares. "I'm not as up to date with fashion as some people, but I like clothes. What do you think your style is? What colors do you like?"
Ishirou	Ishirou gets a call to meet Aidan out at a store of all places. Uncomfortable with this, but still wanting to show up because the young knight has slowly become a friend, he shows up in a Hoodie, blue, and already had it drawn over his head. He wears a pair of jeans and tennis shoes. He walks up to Aidan, and before he can ask what is up... He gets flashbacks of the last time the multiverse tried to dress him and he shudders at the memory. Granted, not all of the outfits were bad. Miku had a nice one and... well he still owns that one and the one that won the contest. He also, though, remembers what Petra dressed him up as, and then the maid thing that spiraled out of control thanks to Petra and Kale. "Uh... then maybe you should have also invited someone else who is..." he says, not sure where to go from here. He's already wanting to leave this situation but not for reasons Aidan thinks. "I guess Blues and greens. Sometimes some black and white... but I mean I guess those two are pretty standard." "I sort of miss my sweaters but they don't cover enough.."
Aidan Proudpick	Aidan is, as the universe has rightly pointed out, dumb. His ears move forward. His tail gives an frantic but brief twitch back and forth. But he has a cheerful earnest smile on his face, missing from the last few times Ishirou has seen him. "You would look good with some oranges, I think. It would go well with all that blue you got. Or some red." He waves the synthetic forward towards a simpler store. Perhaps a step above a Nordstorm. Rather than racks and racks, there are very few, staged among eye catching apparel. "Come on, Ishirou. At the dance off, and every time I see you, you are just in shorts or jeans and a shirt. You don't have to!" He grasps his hand in the air as his squirrel brain tries to turn its gears and say something without making a HUGE judgment on Ishirou. "I just thought you might like to look at consider things. It feels nice to have good clothes. And if you don't like anything," he flashes a bright smile, "I'll get you a big cable knit sweater from Quicknest."
Ishirou	Asked for his preferences, and then told him that... well he didn't say they were wrong, but he seemed to walk past them and seemed to think that he should be wearing reds. He looks a little self-conscious at that and shakes his head. He shakes his head but doesn't object... not yet at least. "The dance-off was the first time I wasn't in a hoodie in a while, and.." He's about to say something but then stops. He remembers getting crap for revealing things about himself from Angela so he stops and instead walks along silently while Aidan tries to understand him. "I... I like shorts, but I don't wear them much anymore either.." he admits, though the idea of a big comfy sweater DOES cause him to look interested in that. "Wait, cable knit? What does cable knit mean? I... anyway, I'm not comfortable going into my dressing habits like this...uh.." he says, shifting around embarrassed as he follows along. He doesn't want to be rude but... this is getting uncomfortable for him. "I have things I like to ware, but right now I can't ware them..."
Aidan Proudpick	Aidan turns his head to look back at Ishirou. His smile wavers, then he jerks his head towards a bus stop to get some respite from the cold. He sits down on the bench. "I'm sorry. I thought you'd be more open to the idea." He looks sheepish, but warms it up with chuckling. "I'm not trying to change your dress habits, I'm just trying to... I guess broaden your horizons? You always look uncomfortable in your clothes, or trying to hide. You are a good looking guy. Some nice clothes can make you feel like a good looking guy too." He eyes Ishirou up and down. He can see the hesitance, and carefully manuevers himself around it. "Do you want to talk about why? I know some people don't want to talk about it. If you don't, we can find some place that serves overly expensive food. They do this one where the drink is in a foam!" Again, that sincere just on the edge of gormless smile. "Ishirou, you are probably one of the people I trust most to be on my side in a fight. I just wanted you to have some fun and get to know you. I really didn't mean to dig up anything bad."
Ishirou	'Ishirou, you are probably one of the people I trust most to be on my side in a fight.' "Um... thanks?" he isn't sure what to say to that other than to take the compliment..." but he's also talking about buying expensive food and the foam drinks? Does he mean a cappuccino? God, he doesn't want one right now, he already feels on edge. He takes a breath, holds it for a few moments, and then back out again. Okay, you can do this... "I uh... I'm flattered but... I don't think I'm interested in you that way. I am already in a relationship with Candy so.." he says, trying to navigate something he feels like is a landmine-filled sea. "As for my clothing, isn't that my business? I would like it to continue to stay that way because it's personal to me. Okay?"
Aidan Proudpick	Aidan rolls his head back and groans. He presses both hands into his face. "Why... does everyone think I'm hitting on them." He leans forward again, an honest look of pain on his face. He tries a weak smile. "I'm sorry. I should have asked first. I... I guess I did assume something." More gears turn. Then he looks honestly shocked. "Ishirou. Ishirou, I consider you a FRIEND. Not that you aren't a good looking guy, and you are smart. But, no." His smile brightens up with earnest warmth. "With Candy? That's great! I haven't seen him around, but I saw him fight. Damn, he's amazing in a fight." The squirrel looks out over the cold day, at buses going by. Thoughtful, frowning as he flogs himself mentally. "Okay. I really shit on this one. And I'm really sorry. Let me try this again." He turns back to Ishirou. "Hey, Ishirou. I have chronic stupid. I want to be your friend, because you are a nice guy and I think you'd be a good friend."
Ishirou	"Oh. Ooooh. Sorry, I... misunderstood the intention of this for... well a date.." he says, taking a seat and listening to Aidan. "Yeah, he is and he's an amazing guy! More than just strong, he's brave and understanding and.." he pauses, a twinge of guilt there for something that Aidan can't understand. "I don't want to get into my issues right now. There is someone I need to talk to about it, but it's a matter of gathering the courage to do so," he takes a breath, and places a hand on Aidan's shoulder in a friendly way, "So I can't really... go clothing shopping right now, and the way I dress is..." "Connected to my issues right now. I don't want to get into it right now. Trust me when I say it's something that you can't do something about right now, because the issue is a lot more... fundamental. Alright?"
Aidan Proudpick	Aidan lulls his head back and covers his eyes, letting out another groan. "Why does everything think I'm hitting on them. Maybe this is why I keep getting broken up with." He peers through his fingers, "Yea, I guess this was a lot for you." He slides his hands back down. "You don't have to talk about it. I am NOT the person anyone should want to talk about when they have feelings like that. Chronic stupid," He taps his head. "I should have..." Aidan shakes his head, "No, I really don't think there is anything I can say to make up for that." Aidan wears his heart on his sleeve, there is a simply a look of shame and remorse on his face. "This is the opposite of what I wanted. I was just thinking of what I like to do for fun. I look for new clothes, then I have people in Quicknest make something similar." "If you want to head back, I'll respect that. I'll still send you that sweater if you give me a size. Or," he shrugs, "we can do something you want to do for fun."
Ishirou	<X-Paladins-Chatter> [4] Lilian Rook says, "Because that's exactly what you'd say when you want to save face." Ishirou isn't sure who to trust on this, rather Aidan was being stupid-brained and not trying to get him on a date, or if Lilian was and this was just a way for him to save face. Either way... "Uh... that's fine, maybe we can uh... call it here. It's fine! I know this was all a misunderstanding and everything so... maybe it's better to call it here and reflect on it?" he says, hand behind his head scratching at his neck. "I'll try and get a measurement to you, don't let me forget!" he says, and stands up, giving one final wave.
Aidan Proudpick	Aidan chuckles, "When I meet up with friends back home, we just go to the same public house that's in town. There's not much else." Aidan forces a smile on his face, lifting his hand to wave in return. "Of course. See you later, Ishirou."