Fox Tail
Inactive Player
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Tailor
Exorcist
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Post by bunji on Mar 1, 2014 5:00:30 GMT
Well if there was a better time than any to get his his crafting skill up to par, now was the time he had found his way into one of the abandoned buildings that dotted the wild landscape of this area; there were no immediate threats to his safety so the player found himself sitting on a stone bench that had been tightly wrapped around by vines that grew from the nearby vegetation that was slowly taking back this building, that he assumed was once bustling with people. Yet, now the halls of this building lay alone, and in ruin no longer echoing the voices that once flared this place to life, whatever the case it was easy to focus in a place like this; having set down his katana at his side it rested on the bench by the scabbard that neatly contained the katana's sharpened blade. Looking down at the materials he had on his lap he would raise the needle up staring at the sharp needle he would take hold of the cheap thread slipping it into the needle, the young man would begin to work on the cloak he planned to make for himself, now this wasn't something that was going to be amazing or too extravagant his skills were still mediocre at best. Even with that he still wanted to get this done that way he would be able to wear this new cloak he wanted so badly, he could not entirely explain it but he had a fond like for any item that was well...crimson, there was just something about that color that always managed to captivate his attention.
The animal ears that stuck out from under the Fox Tail's full head of bright red hair would wiggle instinctively with every sound that seemed to come from all around him, whether it was the chirping of the nearby birds, or just sounds that came from all around him these sounds of course he attributed to the wildlife that probably called this abandoned building home, but whatever they were not bothering him so he was not too bothered by them. Keeping his focus on his handy work he was making sure not to peck his finger with the end of the needle, that would be painful, and annoying a sensation he much rather avoid. With a low yawn he would find himself so focused on his work, that he was actually humming a tune moving his head side to side to the beat of his humming, but keeping his stunning crimson eyes focused on the cloak he was planning to complete soon. WC: 438
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Fox Tail
Inactive Player
Gold:
Tailor
Exorcist
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Post by bunji on Mar 1, 2014 5:25:40 GMT
Using the needle to pierce the material of his cloak which would be made up of a cheap silk, and a very cheap fabric he was not expecting it to be anything too amazing but it would serve its purpose, the young man continues to work away at the soon to be cloak doing so at a slow pace so that he did not make any mistakes such as uneven stitching or maybe making one side uneven; there are just a lot of things that he could do wrong that would ruin his first craft ever. Yet, even knowing that he was aware that mistakes would happen, so he had to accept them how they came, and react to them best he could sitting there he would cross his legs over one another at the ankle as he continue to stitch away at the soon to be cloak, he would stop just for a moment holding it up by what would eventually become the shoulders of his cloak. Inexperienced eyes would look the not completed yet, and rather shapeless cloak from top to bottom, his imagination working way ahead of him as he pictured what this would look like once it was one hundred perfect complete, and ready to be shown off, however as far ahead as his brain was working this was a good thing it allowed him to plan ahead while he worked on this project. Bringing it back to his lap he would start stitching away at the cloak using his needle to piece together the pieces of soft silk that he needed to, along with the fabric that would lay over it crimson eyes stayed glued to his little project as he continued to stitch away at it he had to admit this was not the easiest material to work with but then again it was not the highest quality stuff either. With an audible sigh the young Fox Tail continue to stitch together the materials, he wondered just how effective this cloak would be he was not really thinking about fighting off the elements with it he was really more making this because he wanted something to resemble a cloak that a favorite character of his wore from another video franchise.
"Just a few differences of course" he said to himself aloud as he continued to work away, there would be no sleeves added to this cloak because this way he would have made the cloak a bit more unique, he was already working on some of the final touches just as the color trimmings he wanted on it the entire color of the cloak was a solid black that made up the entirety of the cloaks color, however the cloak had a second color contrasting it. This color had to do with Bunji's personal favorite, an impacting crimson red that ran along the trims of the cloak such as the edges of the front, and the trimming around the hood that would fall over his head. He would again hold out the cloak in front of him, the proportions were coming together nicely this would definitely fit like a charm; good thing he was making this for himself, it made figuring out the overall size a lot easier for him. WC: 546
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Fox Tail
Inactive Player
Gold:
Tailor
Exorcist
Guild:
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Post by bunji on Mar 1, 2014 6:09:04 GMT
Once again he brought the cloak back to his lap where he started working on it using his skill as a tailor to smooth out the edges of his sleeveless cloak, as well as even out the shoulders, and make sure the hood was the appropriate size for his head the young man would then ad a few extras that he needed for; well because of his overall physically unique appearance he needed something a little extra in his cloak to fit him comfortably. The first addition he had to include was the two holes at the top of the hood that would provide enough space for his ears to slip through this way he would not have to fold them back when he wore the hood, and he would not have to worry about not being able to hear things properly due to the hood pushing down on his ears. After he had made the slits that would essentially be used for his ears, after he had completed that part he would throw on the cloak just to test not only how it fit, but also where his tail met with it. He had to admit he had done a decent job with this the black cloak flowed down from his shoulders stopping at the back of his ankles he would use his tail to feel around the general area where he would need to make the hole for his tail, once he had a good idea he slipped out of the cloak then worked in that particular area. It did not take him very long to make the necessary hole that would be able to accommodate his tail, once he was done with that he would hold the cloak around looking at it as the final masterpiece hovered in front of his very eyes he could not help but smile, "Not too shabby if I say so myself" he said with a soft chuckle escaping his smiling lips. Standing from his bench he would throw the cloak on his tail easily finding the hole freely swaying side to side behind him, and his ears popping out from under the hood through their respective slits wiggling his ears around the young samurai would chuckle placing his hands on his hip. WC: 381
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