CinderellaFashion [Crafting]

[Nisha]

Nisha was in a hustle and bustle, for once she was in her room in the westminster abbey, the seat of the guild aeryn and somewhat her home if she needed a room in london, but today all that was quite unimportant. Nisha, for once had planned to entertain a guest. And not just any guest and that was why she was hurrying along the room and was trying to arrange the little she had to look presentable. Plush animals and small utensils neatly lined up, brushes and tools for hair and tailcare hidden from sight for now since she did not want to repeat what had happened last time she had met vixi and since today was a big day and nothing was supposed to go wrong since... Well, there was not only one thing she was going to ask the other foxtail, but several things, all of which were favors for Nisha and she hoped she would get vixi to actually follow up on any of those. The basic preparations had been done as well and cloth and tools Nisha had 'borrowed' from other people. Nisha had not know which tools vixi would need, but she woudl find out soon, from needles to dangerous looking scissors and measuring tape twice the length of Nisha. All was ready and laid out on the bed of the small room. Sighing again, feeling as if her whole happiness had been sacrificed already, or rather emptied to be refilled by her friend, she wondered if the map Nisha had given vixi plus the written out map and the slight hints, aka signs she had prepared and hung all over the church which all pointed to Nisha´s room were enough. Maybe she should go and fetch her, how late was it anyway, had Nisha forgotten something?

She felt weirdly like this was a date and not just a gathering of friends, but then again, vixi was definitely a special case even for a friend, Nisha had even really opened up to her and not just worn a mask. Nisha´s tails were hanging low and twitched anxiously from time to time as Nisha wandered around the little round table in the middle of the room with pillows at opposite sides. The rest of the room was quite easy as well, there was nothing on the white walls but a single sheet of carpet she had gotten from a run through a dungeon and had brought back home. It was red and portrayed a fox holding a sacred sword in the air while lightning bolts hit what seemed to be orcs of some type. The bed was a normal european bed with gray bedsheets and then there was the couch, the place where Nisha actually slept on taht looked quite old, but very well cared for, it was a bleached out blue and she had kind of taken it from a vacant house one day and put it in here. The carpet was a patchwork since Nisha had not liked the color of the original and so smaller carpets had been accumulated and were now covering the floor with all the colors of the rainbow. Breathing out slowly, Nisha steadied herself and looked at the oaken door, waiting for the knock and for her to sprint over and open it, well, she would naturally fall, but she had calculated that as well and so there was an especially fluffy carpet right in front of the door. The thing vixi would hear first would be Nisha crashing into the floor thus and only avoiding yet another digital bump only by her planning.

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[vixi]

Vixi stood with a small drop of sweat clinging to her cheek as her eyes wandered briefly around the abby, as if the party of the life time was happening the many signs gave clear notice of where Vixi would be able to find Nisha. It seemed that Nisha really wished that she would not get lost today... at this point Vixi wouldn't be surprised if the woman had hired a bodyguard to bring her straight to her room... the thought alone made Vixi turn in a small circle to make sure that no one was indeed there to guide her, luckily though anyone else nearby seemed fixated on what else they where doing at the time.

"I wondered what she wanted...." Vixi sighed as she held her clinched hand to her chest, gripping at the soft material of her shirt.

Nisha had been over zealous when she first spoke of having her over, at first Vixi was a nervous wreck, stuttering...and she wasn't much better now. Nisha hadn't told her why she wanted her over, but just kept leading on that Vixi should really come to her place... though just for what Vixi couldn't get out of her. Had anyone else asked her  the idea of even accepting the offer wouldn't have crossed her mind... but this was a trust fall for her, if she ever expected Nisha to trust her she would have to do the same, even with how unsure she felt about this. Backing out and leaving right now entered her mind a few times before, but she couldn't do that to Nisha, her hopes had flowing into the skies when Vixi said yes, she though Nisha might die right then and there from excitement, luckily for the two of them she didn't.

"Why do I get myself into this situations...." Vixi rubbed the back of her head shuffling about her long orange hair as it glittered in the light of the sun. Thinking that standing there as long as she was might draw more attention than need be Vixi hurried along using the map that Nisha had given her, the long skirt she wore fluttered in the afternoon breeze softly with a small shiver running up her body. Vixi had meant to go about buying new clothes to withstand the winter chills that crept over the land but without a coin to her name she was finding it impossible to afford anytime, really all she could do at night was huddle against a tree and hope for the best. Looking around at the lives others had made here in the city she was starting to become jealous, they didn't seem to have any worries, over hearing a few laughs as two nearby adventures drank from large cups, she wasn't quite sure what they were drinking but whatever it was steamed heavily from the cup. Sighing heavily at the sight her stomach began to growl with hunger... what was the last thing she ate... more mushrooms? After all the time she ate the fungi one would thing she had grown some type of taste for it... but it appeared her tongue would not allow her to stuff the tasteless fungi down her mouth with at least some type of resistance. Shurggin off the hunger here eyes wandered down to the piece of parchment she held, it was the first time in a long while that she had held one in her hands, and even though it only showed the direct path of how to get to Nisha's house it was full of detail of the surrounding buildings, there was even a bakery right on the path here, the sweet scent of freshy baked rolls still lingered in her nose, apparent by the small line of drool coming from her mouth. Having the map with her made the rest of the signs that had been posted around useless but Nisha really wanted her not to get lost, a fact that she thought humorous.

"Alright...take a left... and it should be this door over here." Looking down at the parchment as she walked she paid little attention to where she was walking, finding that she almost walked straight into the door. Having to quickly jump backwards to avoid a face plant on the oak door she folded up the map and gently placed it in her pocket, it had done its job well but she never knew if she might need it again later.

"Alright...well here goes nothing...." Vixi cleared her throat, pushing down on her skirt she straightened it up slightly, once she thought that it was well pressed and rid of dirt she lifted her hand to tap on the door. Just as her knuckle was an inch away from the surface of the wood she paused taking notice of a random strand of hair in her eyes, flashing back to the night at the river she was sure that a repeat hair brushing shouldn't be repeated so soon otherwise her heart might explode inside her... the rate at which Nisha kept toying with her Vixi swore she would need a new heart by her next birthday. Running her hands through her hair she pulled the length together and tied it in a bun that sat behind atop her head, it wasn't very fancy but it wasn't her appearance that made her do it, rather...Nisha would be all over her if she didn't... the thought made her shiver even without the assistance of the cool winds.

"There we go...."  Standing there before the door she couldn't help but wonder if Nisha was pressed against the wooden frame, laying in wait for Vixi to arrive and pounce upon her like when they first met... no ice cold water to cool her burning face off this time though. Shrugging at the idea, it wasn't as though there was much she could do to stop Nisha if she pounced her again though she could feel her face burning at the idea of it happening again. Tapping on the door three times she waited a few seconds before the pounding of feet came to her ears, like a stampede of wild animals rushing up to meet her. Thinking the door might come off its hinges and falling down with the force of Nisha slamming her whole weight into it to greet her Vixi took a large step away only for her to hear a loud thud. Cocking her head to the side her ears flickered gently with her confused expression on her face, her tail hanging low to the ground not quite sure what to make of what she just heard.

"...Nisha? Are you ok?" Vixi question with a bead of sweat rolling down her face, nervous what of just happened she took a step towards the door with caution.

"Hope she didn't trip... or something...." Vixi thought to push the door open to see if Nisha was alright but rather she clasped her hand together and let them rest below her waist, she didn't want to barge into Nisha's home... she might see something that she would regret all too quickly. Wait patiently she kept still letting the few seconds that passed to let her face cool down.

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[Nisha]

And for sure, she had 'walked' too fast to greet vixi. Ah, it was as always the same with her. Nearly she had ran fully into the door if there had not been the well placed floor of carpets with the fold in it to make her fall. The thing she did not plan though was that it was really loud, even as she fell on the softest of all the carpets it did not do much to dampen her fall which was ringing in her ears. The air in her lungs had exploded out of her mouth and she felt empty for a second. Stars of different shape and sizes blocking her sight for a few moments before she blinked them away slowly, trying to get her bearing, noticing red splotches that time around and finding out that she had no air left and ran on fumes instead. Breathing in deeply, she held her head which was now ringing as well as she shook it a little, enjoying the cute feet that she could see from this position. It was weird how the doors here were not fitting all that well, but then again, they did not have the machine precision of the real world where mostly such things were measured by the milimeter. It was really quite the predicament once again, she could barely feel her own breath as she did breath in and instead of feeling relieve felt a tinge of pain.

It was not the good kind of pain either, but rather the one that you despaired on wondering if it would ever leave again. As for standing up, just moving her head exploded some more dozens of stars inside her head that rushed through her vision in a red lightning leaving a small headache that slowly grew in size. Knowing that standing up was no good for the moment, Nisha decided to instead focus on her breathing since that was much more useful, you could not really die from being unable to move, but not breathing... could post a little problem in that direction sooner or later. Rolling over slowly, she freed her chest a little and felt the tinge of pain calm down to a memory and then a distant forgotten thing as Nisha rubbed over in between her chest, trying to push what was below the two bouncy and fleshy mounds back into position one way or the other. Finally feeling like she might be able to talk again, she breathed in a bit more to have enough air to get this done in one go. Anything more would most likely end in failure and now that she thought about it, this position would be quite fine for when vixi got in. She could act all relaxed and yet see mostly everything at once to assert how vixi was today without having to ask breathlessly. If only she had not run, but for her that had been the only option to be honest and the only thing that was in her being as of right now, impulsiveness and a weirdness that was still looking for it´s counterpart or equal. And yet here she was rolled on what she had calculated, a coolness and cold headedness one would not expect from such a bubbly personality.

Sighing to shake the last of the pain, she said: "Come on in, it´s open." As for her question if she was fine, Nisha did not yet know how to answer it, it was still feeling weird and she did not want to lie about it, so she waited for her body to calm down, the feeling of heat where it hurt a pretty good indicator that she would not move from this spot in the next minute or so even though she could most likely force herself, after all, it was not real pains he was feeling, just phantom pain and shock from the impact with the ground. Or maybe... Maybe she just wanted to stay down a little and wait for vixi to come in to assess the situation and maybe get a good spot and time to stand up and do... do what? Hug her again? Nisha would definitely like that, but she did not know if vixi would feel up to it. It was best to wait and see how things unfolded in the end. Closing her eyes, she added: "As for if I am alright..." Nisha breathed in slowly and felt her lungs slowly expand and store air for the next bit of her answer. "I guess I am not really, but I will live." Ah, while she was at it, she might as well get out what she had called vixi for. Now that she thought about it, she wondered why she had kept it so hush hush and had not told vixi about it, in the end it was a minor thing and not really worth the trouble... Oh, right, she had wanted to keep it quiet since inviting vixi to her room was already quite enough for vixi most likely. Laying on her the other stuff right away might have just scared her away in the end. But now she could at least go one step further while laying on the ground and ask for the first favor from the red haired foxtail and maybe ease her slowly into the concept of what she wanted to do with vixi. Maybe even get her to consider the last thing and make her really be able to handle it.

So far vixi was a bit like a colored glass flower to Nisha, her whole existence was quite fragile, but with the right amount of polish and care she could become so strong that she would be able to shine even with diamonds in comparison. "Oh and as for what I called you here for, you are a tailor, right? I wondered if you could do me a little favor as one." As to where Nisha knew about it, since she had intensively studied vixi she had also looked at the friends list for the first time in months and had found out her classes quite easily. Nisha hoped that vixi knew about her classes as well, even though they were not really that useful yet, Nisha had some good stuff in mind to make each of the classes count and become something unique. Since she could not see if the door opened with her eyes closed and yet felt quite at peace with herself about it, she did not open them and instead just let her tails wag a little in anticipation. It could be hypnotic if you were not used to well groomed tails dancing and even more so since there were seven and they were all moving individually. As for the plans for the favor she was going to ask, she had asked an artist lander she knew beforehand and it was safely resting on the small table, easily visible from the door and maybe the first thing that vixi would see. A beautiful dress, at least in Nisha´s opinion drawn and shown from all sides with every little fold drawn extra and by itself so none of it would get lost. Nisha had not looked at vixi´s crafting level, but she was fully confident that she would do the best job she could at it, if she agreed to it. But Nisha as always was having a positive stance on it, so she kind of thought that there was barely any reason to deny her request, even more so since her endgame would need for those to exist. The event was not that far off anymore and if her informants were right they would need to hurry to get there not only in time but maybe before everything started and have a look around, getting acquainted with the venue.

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[vixi]

Standing there before the entrance too Nisha home Vixi waited patiently trying to deiced if she should go check to make sure that Nisha was alright, if she did fall it sounded rather loud even through the bulk of the door. Decisions, decisions, on one hand if Nisha was hurt she should go help her, but at the same time she couldn't just barge into her home without an invite and the door might be locked as well. There was also the chance that Nisha had not been ready on the decided time and was frantically running about trying to straighten her house up before Vixi's arrive... and that could lead to... well... Vixi's cheeks glowed red at such an idea... Nisha... wearing nothing but a T-shirt and long socks, running all the way up to her- shaking her head rapidly to rid herself of the lewd though she placed her hand on her chest feeling her heart beat loudy against her rib cage.

"Easy now.... I really need to stop that...." She though as her hand rubbed here head cheeks, she knew there wasn't much of anything she could do right now to make the color fade away other than wait but with the silence that came from inside the house she might have more than enough time to do so.

Perking up her ears to the sound of Nisha's voice Vixi sighed softly, while she would not have much time to let her body cool down at least Nisha as alright, concern had been growing in her chest with the absent of any noise after the thud noise, another minute she would have tried to get inside the house. Being out in the open with many other people about was not something she was used to, the eyes, always someone's attention was on her, feeling their gaze ripping into the back of her head. Part of her thought it only her imagination but she swore sometimes she would just catch the eyes of some as she spun around... maybe she was being watched... reasons she hated coming to the city. Vixi stood out from others, her shinny orange hair was a good give away but her stance, her appearance was what brought her into others attention. It a relief to herself when Nisha invited her inside, not wanting to spend another wasted moment out in the cold or where lingering eyes could watch from afar... she just hoped that whoever was waiting out there would be gone when she left....

Taking a hold of the cold metal knob with a quick twist Vixi pushed open the door, its creaky hinges grinding against the wooden frame till she was able to squeeze in between the door and into the building. Closing the door shut behind her Vixi turned, her eyes scanning all around the room taking in all of its sights. Taken back by the sudden change of environment her jaw gaped slightly with the impressive state of the room, not only was it clean...but she could smell Nisha on the air as if her face was pressed right into her chest... not that Vixi was thinking of that, though the redness of the lie showed in her face.

The interior of the room was a nice one, the funirte was simple but cozy for the size of it all, wooden floors with a few stone walls kept it all held up together. Vixi began to wonder just how much it cost Nisha, she wouldn't mind having a home if she could finally find a way to earn some gold, other than killing monsters and selling goods there was little else to do in the way of working. Vixi couldn't bring herself to harm a living creature let alone harm them, and without any starting amount in gold she had nothing to buy materials to make items with; she was stuck in a runt. Often she had tried to come up with other ways to make gold but the only other thing she could think of was to play for the bars... but that often left her feeling ill and dirtier than she already was; it was a vicious cycle for her.

"...if you say so...." Vixi was unsure whether to believe that Nisha was alright but she knew that she needed to have some faith in Nisha if their friendship was going to last more than a few days. Aside from all of that though Vixi was glad to see Nisha, it hadn't been more than a day since she last saw her but her prescence was more than enough to lift her spirits, along with the roaring fire towards the rear of the room the chill from her skin was dissipating rapidly.

Reaching around her neck Vixi began to unwind the scarf around her neck, the only real piece of winter gear she actually had, and though she enjoyed the soft texture that it provided against her neck it did little to actually protect her from the cold. Like a snake collided around her neck it took a few attempts to take it off, placing it on a nearby hook she turned her attention back towards Nisha. She thought it odd that Nisha was laying on the ground, at this point it was undoubtable that she ad fallen on her way to answer the door, had Vixi had a rude sense of humor she might have laughed at the thought but her concern for Nisha was greater than the idea. Cocking her head to side she watched Nisha as she spoke, she had indeed been very curious as to why Nisha wished her over so badly but it seemed that she wished something Tailored. Vixi thought about it for a few seconds, there was no immediate reason to say no to her request but Vixi had to admit since she started the game she hadn't crafted anything.

"Well...yes am I... but I actually have never made anything before...." Vixi rubbed the back of her neck nervously at the thought hoping that it wouldn't disappointment Nisha any.

It was then that Vixi's eyes fell upon the lovely design for a dress, even from the distance that she was at she could make out every detail of the length, measurements, whoever had done it had poured a great deal of personal time into, though the cost for such a design must have cost a bit. Vixi quickly got the idea of what Nisha wanted her to do for her, though she wasn't going to jump the gun just yet even though she could feel a wave of excitement bubbling up inside of her, trying to conceal her joy of working on such a piece her body betrayed her with her bushy tail swiping back and forth against the hard wood flooring.

"I've read a lot about tailoring with the help guide... so as long as its within my range I can make it... if you really want me to that is...." She stated sheepishly as the tip of her boots rubbed into the ground softly.

Vixi began to question why it was that Nisha would want such a dress... not that she wouldn't look good in it... or anything, it just didn't seem like something that would be safe for battles and with Nisha high level she often killed monsters, the outfit wouldn't last long against any creature her level... what was it that she wanted it for?

[Nisha]

"Urgh." With a grunt and some visible willpower as her face distorted in pain Nisha sat up. Her body slowly moving and getting into position, but for now sitting was as far as she would push herself right now since she feared he rbody might snatch into two otherwise, her tails supporting her body as well and serving as a little pillow below her butt. It definitely was true that she was not alright, but she would work this out, after all even if she died in here the altar where everyone was resurrected on was just a few meter off. Not that she planned to let this kill or stop her in any way, she was just slowly working her way up even though right now she felt as if she was at least a few years older than she actually was. Sometimes she wondered why they could even feel pain in this world. It was somehow unfair, having all that comfort of those programs they could access and yet being able to feel pain even if it was reduced to mere shock and uncomfortableness. But what about those who had never felt much pain before, those who had barely had any wounds on them anyway and for whom even the smallest bit of physical pain was enough to cause them to cry and shed tears? Nisha knew that some people could be crushed under the fists of golems and barely twitch about it and then there were those like her who could barely handle it and did all they could not to get hit by anything, purely overpowering the enemy and denying and damage done to them. If it would have been psychological pain instead... Nisha was sure she could even take soulcrushing torture when it came to that and still be able to laugh and smile, but physical pain...

Sighing, she burdened her body more and saw red splotches in front of her eyes as she had sat up way too fast even though it had been quite slow. Shaking her head a little, she gave an uncomfortable little grin to vixi to signal that she would be up in no time or not at all. But that both of those would be something Nisha would have to do herself and also it gave her body a little bit of time to calm down and not want to jump into vixi´s arms and embrace her long and lovingly like a long lost sister even though they had only seen each other recently. Such was the feeling she had for vixi and apparently it was not totally one sided since vixi had exclaimed before that she as well had an unexplainable desire to endure the weirdness and maybe even enjoy that what was Nisha. Inside of her mind she was laughing at how weird they both were, opposites or so it seemed on the outside and yet very much feeling the same way. It was a wonder and yet something to take note of since in a game where you wanted the best compatibility with your group right away, people with the same personality grouped up and getting together into a group with someone who was different... was difficult to say the least. "As I said, I am not alright, but I think my health points did not drop so it´s most likely just something from the shock of the impact or something, feels like I have been hit by a car or something." Saying as much once again, not wanting to lie to vixi nor herself and to bring herself to understand that as well, she poked her own side in that weird fashion that hurt people did, who wanted to feel where it hurt and could not stop touching it as if being fascinated by it.

Nisha was doing the same just a bit more gentle to see what happened and where it had happened, her sides were somewhat okay, but her chest was exploding in a fire of shock as she touched it even gentle. "Ouch." Nisha exclaimed and closed one eye in hurt, winking away some wetness from it. It was definitely not a good feeling and yet it was already vanishing and she could breath more freely already the shock slowly receding. Looking over to the table where the design was, Nisha moved her hand over... a bit too fast. "Ouch." Once more and pointed at the design as if she wanted to say something but instead only leaning back a little to free her lungs a bit more. "Ah, much better. No worries, I think you will do just fine, I got all this stuff there enough for ten dresses, even though who says we need to stop at only this one." Nisha grinned a little and had already more plans in mind as well as multiple other dresses designs that were well locked away in the only wardrobe that was standing around inside of the underwear drawer, even though there was no need for it since outfits always came as a set, wardrobes always came with those and knowing how vixi was, she also knew that she would not even think about looking there or accidentally finding them. "But, the most important thing first, could you help me up? I am kinda... indisposed here, fell pretty hard, hope it was not audible?" Nisha´s smile grew a bit shaky since a little bit of red appeared around her nose. She was naturally clumsy, but she was always embarassed by it.

Holding out her hand, she hoped vixi would be gentle enough to pull her up and not heighten the pain even more, even though a little accident while standing up would be fine too. At least she could imagine it happening, right? "As for tailoring guides, I think I can help you with real life advice since as the oldest sister but not the oldest sibling in a full house of six, with three older brothers and two younger sisters I learned how to sew and so on quite well, even though I never tried my hand on anything like a dress. And the game would most likely let me explode alongside with cloth if I touched it with the extent of using it outside of my class." Nisha grinned and made a motion like an explosion with her free hand, the other still held out waiting for some help. After that was most likely measuring and stuff since Nisha could not really measure herself all that well she had left the measurements on the parchments open to be filled in. And if nothing helped, the library was just a mile or so away so if they needed some study material it was definitely not too far away. But even if she had said so, thsi was the first time she would let anyone make her a dress, rien did not count since she barely remembered the process and it was much less friendly like this most likely as he had made her the clothes she was wearing now. Oh, right, clothes, Nisha wanted some more of those as well, but one thing after the other, Nisha after all also had to pop the big question at some good point. The question that would need some good preparations and the right timing. Going to a ball together with vixi would after all be quite something that Nisha would enjoy to no small amount and she did not want to blow it or let this result in tears again. If she said no after all that Nisha would try to persuade her, but if nothing worked, she would ask someone else and hoped vixi would understand, but somewhere deep down, she had a weird confidence added to her already pretty big self confidence that vixi would not say no.

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Tags: vixi
Weapons: Nishan(Scar), Intermediary grimoire, Bow of the morning star
Armor: Nishanat (Daybreak)
Accessoires: Nishani (Keepsake), Ring of morning, Ring of resting in the sun

[vixi]

Sluggishly Nisha pushed herself up till she was sitting on the wooden floor her long, finely coated tail keeping her off the cool texture of the wood most likely not the most comfortable place for one to sit but she didn't seem as mobile as she usually was. Her small grunt gave away more than her own words had so far, Viix knew that Nisha was putting on her tough girl act to try and ward Vixi off from the fact that she was in pain; however much or little it might have been,  Nisha clearly was having some issues with moving about. Anytime before Vixi was sure that Nisha would have pounced upon her like a tiger hunting its prey, embracing her into a tight hug...till...their bodies where close... leaving Vixi to blush till her the rest of her body went numb....

"Stop that!" Her mind screamed at her, pummeling her brain for such thoughts, though it seemed like Vixi couldn't help but let her mind wander where it wanted.

Though Vixi felt concern towards Nisha, not a normal feeling for her to have towards anyone, she didn't want to push the matter any futher, Nisha had said that she was alright, then Vixi was fine with that... even if she did want to help Nisha she wasn't going to over step her own boundaries left alone Nisha's... after all... that would lead to a little more touching than she thought she could handle right now. Vixi was a little surprised with the way that Nisha had fallen that she hurt at all, with the airbags that rested on her chest she.... Shivering at where her thoughts were taking her Vixi shook her head back and forth a few times shaking the lewd ideas from her mind.

Expressing that she was not alright as she had stated before Vixi sighed, nodded her head back and forth slowly trying to make up her mind about Nisha's condiction. While she was glad that she finally admired that she was not in the best of places right now, she wished that she had just told her in the first place. Having closed her eyes for a few seconds to think she reopened them to see Nisha as she began to poke her own body, showing of her wounds from the great war of carpet. Poking her own skin to see if it still worked she let out a small yelp of pain with even the lightest touch of her finger.

"Why is she doing that to herself...silly...." Vixi gave off a small smile as she watched Nisha though she was quick to hide it from view with her hand, even though she felt bad for Nisha she couldn't help to that she looked... well cute. Like a small child that had scrapped their knee on the pavement, though her reaction quickly changed when Nisha's hand went for her chest. Raising her hands to protect herself from the sight of it Vixi spun about towards the nearby wall, coughing heavily with shivers going down her spine, face flushed red with blood she couldn't help own bodies reaction to what she had seen.

Having to lean against the wall to support herself Vixi took the chance as Nisha spoke about the materials on the table to catch her breath, Nisha didn't act as though anything had gone wrong but Vixi couldn't get the imgae out of her mind. Like a video that was on a constant loop it played in her head over and over no matter what she did to try and blank it out, mental tourture was what this was to her.

"Why me!" Her mental voice quaked, yelling at her for something that was out of her control.

Asking for Vixi's assiantce in getting up she slowly turned her head away from the way to glance at Nisha her face reder than her own hair by this point. Vixi wasn't sure at this point if Nisha really needed help or if she was just doing this to tease her, something which Nisha loved to do, and which she had admitted to loving.

"She can't be serious...right?" She thought to herself... Vixi knew that she could turn away, deny Nisha any help and let her get up on her own... but... something inside her chest told her to help. Unlike times before her heart won over her mind in the debate, though it seemed like years had passed in her mind it was only but a few seconds to Nisha as she waited there on the floor.

"...ok...." Vixi said shyly, her eyes aimed low to the ground as she pushed away from the wall to aid Nisha. Vixi took note of Nisha's out stretched hand but even by the way Nisha had been prodding her sides...and chest... it would probably only make things worse if she were to hoist her up by her hand, not to mention Nisha was over a foot taller than Vixi was and her class relied heavily on strength, while Vixi... she was a bard, her talents lay in buffs not smashing peoples heads open. If Vixi was going to help she would have to... well... boost Nisha up... with both hands... pressed up against her.... All the while that Vixi had begun to realize this her heart began to switch into high gear, making the present task all the more difficult for her.

"Let- let me... just get down here...." Her voice shook with each words as she slipped down from her height onto one knee, reaching out with a shaking hand she took Nisha's arm and draped it around her neck as gently as she could; Nisha smooth skin glided across Vixi's neck making a small squeal escape her lips, it was an involuntary sound but there was no way she could have covered it up. Though Nisha was not in any life threatening danger there was no need to put any more strain on her body... less she need a massage later.... As if the winter winds from the outside had found their way into her body Vixi began to shake with having Nisha so close to her, at this point their bodies were pinned up against the other though she had just started she wished it was over just as quickly before she passed out, leaving them both stuck on the floor.

"Ok...on- on the count of three... one...two...three." Vixi noted as she used her all her strength to push Nisha up, though as frail and tiny as her body was she was able to pull Nisha from the ground, though she went slow as to not cause Nisha any more pain than she was already in. Had Vixi been any taller she would have held onto Nisha and pull her over to the table where she could sit, but with the difference in their heights she was left with Nisha towering over her like a giant.

"There...we are...." Vixi pulled her arms away till they were clasped together hanging just below her wasit line. Eyes dashing back and forth across the room she tried to fixate on something other than what had just happened but it seemed that nothing would hold her attention for more than a few seconds beofre she had to move on to something new.

"...alright... the dress... let me just take a look at that...." It was really the only thing she could think of at this point to let her mind settle down, taioloring had always been something she liked, making small dresses for her dolls when she was younger, her aunt had shown her the basics one summer when she came from overseas. Though they weren't very great  to look at first they got better till the day her sowing machine died, and without the money to afford a new one Vixi had stopped.

Stepping up to the table Vixi started to look over the design, hoping that she would have the neccasry skills to make it... she really didn't want to disappoint Nisha after she had come all this way... but at the same time she didn't want to waste the materials that Nisha had bought with her own gold on something she might not like.

"I- I think... I think I can make this...." Vixi swallowed hard trying to fight to keep her voice stable.

"But...I'm going to need...you're measurements...."  Vixi could feel herself growing light headed as the words escaped her mouth, the measuring tape laying but a few inches away from her finger tips.

[Nisha]

Nisha smiled gently as she saw and felt vixi help her up, without that it would have been that much more painful. Also this way she got some skinship with her favorite other foxtailed girl without having to make her feel embarassed or keel over from shyness. Sighing as she finally lifted herself up a little and felt the jello in her legs, she wondered if this was going to be a problem with all the stuff she had planned, but maybe it had worked for the best. After all, the next step was the one she feared the most that vixi would say no at some point or start to be dark and gloomy again and that was the one thing Nisha definitely absolutely purely did not want and would most likely cause her to hate herself again just like last time. Time to break the cycle and start anew so to speak, tis was the season after all. Yeah, christmas was about to happen and new years afterwards, who knew what would all happen in between. Nisha already knew one thing though, the invitations she had gotten would be used and if she could help it, they would carry her own name and vixi´s in the end. Although they would definitely have to hurry up a bit to still get there in time for the ball to not happen without them. Not that Nisha had not already planned to be fashionably late and dazzle all the people there by arriving as the best dressed with her companion who would have to finish her own dress as well in time. Not that she had not been asked to go with other people as well and had also thought of maybe going with other people, but in the end, the only real choice had been the one person she really wanted to go with and have fun with to no end, the very foxtail who was now taking a look at the dress Nisha had designed with an artist and while Nisha was anxious about her response, her tails were slowly wagging in anticipation of vixi´s answer. Nisha did not know the scope of the girls skill, but she a feeling that she would do her best and Nisha was confident that as long as she was doing that, Nisha would wear even the rags crafted by vixi with grace and elegance just as in real life.

And yes, she had decided that for just that one day she would stop behaving differently from normal and bring her full wisdom and ability into this game, the countless dances she had been to, the things she had learned to look better just to be different once more. The kind of things that made her graceful, all of that would come to full use for that dance. Sure, if it should derail into more of a fun thing she would just go back to her game self, but if not... Well, it was just a thought play for now and she would see how the party was when they arrived and decide then. After all, the dress was made with both personalities in mind, gracefully she would fill out the dress and playfully her tails would carry the back instead of a metal cage to keep the cloth up. The sleeves were half long to gracefully put her arms together and dance or wide enough to flutter and have room to dance merrily and happily. The frilly part in front was a farce to cover up her legs and make it seem like she would float but would also stretch easily enough to allow running and any other activity with ease. It was in all aspects a dress for a split personality or two people. Nisha hoped that vixi would see and understand it as well that she wanted to have fun in that dress one way or another, classic or modern, it was a dress for dancing and being merry at the same time, she had even thought about using it in the city if she was not running around. After all changing was easily done with the click of a button if you did not go the longer way of doing it like in the real world.

"Thank you vixi, I really appreciate it, I don´t know what happened, but it seems I stumbled over one of the carpets and fell a bit too hard. Feels like my body turned to mush for a second." Smiling at her, she thought about something else, about the points of order once more. First the dress, then a small tea and cookie break, already placed at the ready in the nearby kitchen with a skull and crossbone sign on it, serving as a warning to the other guild members. And this time she would really hunt them down if they dared to eat the cookies or drank the tea she had prepared (bought). After that it was kind of a freefall of easing vixi into a dance and if everything went well, then came the question. Very well, seems like so far everything was going fine. As vixi gave her approval, Nisha suddenly jumped up exhaling a: "Woohoo." Before sinking to the ground again, the pain having hit her enough to make her drop to her knees and shudder from her own stupidity and happiness mixing together and making her forget it. Breathing in slowly, this time she managed to stand by herself even though the smile she was wearing was shaky, it was indeed genuine. Nisha was quite happy that vixi had agreed to the dress and did not found anything wrong with it either. Now came the measurement part. Sitting down on the short table, Nisha looked over and as soft and gentle asked: "So, how do you want to do this? Measurement tape is over there, want me to stand up straight, undress and stretch out my arms?" Nisha asked, very quickly mentioning the undressing part and kind of glancing over it. Nisha did not know if she needed to, but then again, she was not the tailor as well, she had just seen it in movies that people usually dressed down to their undies and then got measured, for all Nisha knew it was so that the measurements were better, since the clothes could get in the way to get accurate ones. Or something like that.

Another good thing about the dress she had designed was that it was mostly pretty loose everywhere, another advantage to the adventurous side of hers, since skin tight clothes never fitted her and she had always hated those if it was not gloves. Gloves just felt right if they were tight, but this time she had looked at the design and decided that no gloves were necessary. The dress would look best naturally with her well taken care of hands on display, as well as the tiniest modicum of make up. A thing she had been surprised by, the technology was at least far enough to allow players and landers alike to add some kind of make up, even though the grinded up stones and such had an inconsistent coloring mostly and were pretty expensive. Or at least would have been if it was not for a once in a year ball. Sighing she had bought those pots and colors and gone home with her inventory filled to the brim. Now all stowed away in her drawer. Breathing in sharply, she stood up with a longing look to the drawer a last time since it was not yet time to use them even though she would really like to try them out right now on herself and vixi, mostly on vixi, dressing up someone else had always been one of her most fun games with her little sisters after all. "Yeowch, well, I am standing at least. Hope you don´t mind a bit of shivering." Nisha chuckled half heartedly and then laughed loudly and with real happiness in her voice, ringing out clear and true. "Ah, we are in a weird situation again, are we not? Seems like we attract those." Totally denying that as always, Nisha was mostly at fault for it, but then again, who can fault the whirlwind to whirl or a fish to swim? It just came naturally to them as this kind of thing came to Nisha. Hopefully vixi would not run away from the wind one day to get lost in the whirling.

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[vixi]

The lack of gasps of pain from Nisha's mouth was a good sign to Vixi that she had not put any more stress on Nisha than she would have never meant to, with certain injuries it was hard to tell what would and what would not help at the given time, and Vixi was by no means a doctor of any sort.  If Vixii had any medical skills they where patching up small cuts with bandages or, applying ice or heat, though she didn't think a bandage would help much right now, from the way Nisha was acting it seemed most likely she was just sore from the fall, a fact she thought odd since her class was meant to take damage for the party rather than let the rest get hurt, and here she was, laying on the ground in pain from tripping. The idea its self but pretty humorous but Vixi didn't led on any about it, really she was just grateful that Nisha wasn't hurt more than she actually could have been, such falls had done worse to others before, though most of those people where much older than Nisha by far. Vixi was learning something interesting about Nisha though, she always held this aura of playfulness and with her class choice one would think pain phased her any, but she was just as soft as fleshy as they rest of them...Vixi had forgotten what it felt like though....

Now that Nisha was up and off the ground Vixi was fixing her mind else where even though her face was still blushing brightly from what had come before, she didn't think in all her wildest dreams that something like that would happen to her, such a  common thing like what she had just done was bewildering to her mind. Having to shake her head rapidly a few times to keep her eyes focus on the degsin before her she heard Nisha come up from behind her, not wanting the off chance of having their eyes meet Vixi kept her face towards the table, never letting her eyes wander else where, she still needed some time to cool off, though being in the same closed in room as another person wasn't helping much, needless to say she was much warmer now than she had ever been outside.

"Hmmm...." Vixi pressed her hand to her face as Nisha spoke, she didn't want to seem rude but at the same time she knew any words that she would try and speak would come out less than little mumbles through her shaking voice. It seemed like every time she was around the woman one thing or another caused her to blush till her face was hoter than a frying pan, her words stuttering and her legs would grow weak like jelly... and yet she kept coming back.... Most people woiuld try and avoid such feelings over and over again but she still came when Nisha asked.... The though was intretsing to her... but she couldn't think much more into it, she needed to get to work on making Nisha's dress, though she still wondered just what she wanted it for. Having looked over the desgin a few times to make sure she knew it well it semed rather fancy for Nisha... she didn't think of it in a bad way towards Nisha's character... with her over zealous behavior such a dress wouldn't last very long... clearly it was a special occasion...but what?

Hearing the small thud from behind her person Vixi looked over her shoulder to see Nisha slumped over on the floor once again, such a sight made Vixi's eyes grow wider than usual with the idea that Nisha might have fallen again... maybe she was hurt more than she first though.... As she was about to turn around to help her up once again Nisha was able to stand to her full height on her own even if her footing was a little on the unstable side. Vixi meant to ask if she was fine but Nisha kept rolling along in the conversation as if nothing had just happened; it was either a good sign that she was ok, or just toughing it out for Vixi's sake. Holding a unsure expression on her face of a second she turned back around towards the table as Nisha spoke.

She had almost forgotten about the measurements till Nisha brought it back up... while the idea...make her arms shake she knew that if she didn't get her measurements the dress could be to loose...or even worse to tight..... Shivering with the thought of Nisha's clothes a size smaller than her body, Vixi held onto the wooden table to support her weight. Of course when Nisha spoke of undressing herself Vixi nearly choked to death, hiding her face from view with her finger Vixi held her position trying to contemplate what Nisha had just said. It really was the best way to get a person's measurements... but... she had already seen in her under garments before and she had nearly passed out from the sight alone... they were better acquainted now, however she still didn't think she would be able to handle it with out all the blood draining from her body.

"Er... well...I mean....it would be better- better if you took them off....but...." Vixi finished, she had a feeling that even though she wasn't fond of the idea Nisha would go ahead and do it either way, she didn't seem to carry the same sense of shame about even being partially nude as Vixi did.

"It...it seems that way...." Vixi bent over the table with a gloomy cloud over her head, but regardless of what it was she really needed to get the correct measurements, even though she could make a good dress, she wasn't great at eying measurements off a person as of yet.

"Alright then...." Vixi took as deep breath and pushed herself from the table, turning around to face Nisha she kept her eyes else where.

"Go ahead and take your clothes off... umm... for measurements....." Vixi felt as though her words hadn't come out right making her feel smaller than ever before.

Reaching over for the measuring tape Vixi clasped it in her hands, feeling the odd material that it was made of as it slipped between her finger as she stretched it out as far as she could but with her small arms it didn't go out very far. Physical she knew she would be able to get her measurements without much of an issue though mentally there as no way that she was prepared for any of this. Times before she had only ever this kind of thing to dolls and they weren't alive, they didn't speak and they... didn't have warm...smooth skin.... Swallowing down a large lump that was forming in her throat Vixi kept her breathing as normal as it would let her, it was the only thing that was going to keep her from passing out any second. She wasn't quite sure if Nisha was going to stip down out here in the middle of the room or if she was going to go into the next room but as soon as she turned around she would facing Nisha minus what she was wearing right now... oh times like this she wished she had been born blind. She had to admit Nisha was beautiful, her body was lean and her skin was well toned...but seeing her without so much as a shirt would give Vixi a heart attack.

Somewhere inside her head a voice screamed to get out, get out an run as fast as she could but Vixi held her ground, she had made her agreement, there wasn't any chance of her backing out of it now... if she did... Nisha would surely be saddened...not something Vixi would ever want to see again. Vixi had seen Nisha cry once before though those tears where happier than others, before that point she had never seen someone cry from happiness, it wasn't until afterwards that she knew they were not tears of sadness but ones of joy... she still didn't fully understand it... but just let it be as it was.

"Just...let me know when you're ready...."

[Nisha]

Ah, there is was again, vixi´s signature. The blushing little princess and appearntly her limit was so low that even the short touch from before was enough to send her down a spiral of redness to the head and growing hotter by the second. Sometimes Nisha wondered what it felt like, sure, she had been embarassed before, even to such a degree that she felt her face growing red, but this kind of level was beyond her. But maybe that was why they could work well together, Nisha with her level of being herself which was beyond... well, to be fair not only vixi but beyond most people and then vixi who was the exact opposite for whatever reason. It made Nisha wonder if it had something to do with what she had told Nisha before. That she had been hurt and apparently betrayed before, it was definitely worrying even knowing it and her conviction of killing anyone who had done such a thing over and over again was just as before. Nisha would in turn try her best not to have to do that to herself, after all she was pretty good at stepping into landmines and making people border on the line of hating and liking her all too often. Carefree that it was criminal or something was the parole, was it? Now that she was already following down that route of thought and waited for Vixi to speak up again, having a sly smile on her face while doing so, still feeling the warmth of vixi in her fingers, she noticed that she had never been shy. At least not in this world and wondered for a moment why until she knew the reason, she had never viewed any person in her before as a real person, vixi was the first one she actually considered as such and would not mind meeting on the outside even if she was exactly like this, even though her real life persona and appearance might make vixi shy away. But such was how it was for her. Her body and mind were about as far apart as could be even though Nisha had failed to make this body totally neutral, but her real life appearance was still a long shot away from it and Nisha was glad for it. As vixi turned around and Nisha began to speak, she was glad for it, a little distraction from her still 'hurting' places and bits.

She wondered if in the real world she would have broken her own neck or something from it. It had definitely been hard enough to lead to something lethal and she would have to take care to put the carpets back into place once this was over, but for now she needed to see this done. And there it was again, Nisha really needed to ration this kind of stuff or she would have to deal with a real dead vixi on her hand. After all that choking after Nisha mentioned how it would be better to undress and the support vixi needed looked like she had been mortally hit by a bullet. All what was needed now was her coughing and looking ominously into her palm to see blood or something, or maybe a scene with a cigarette slowly burning out would be better? After all there was no blood here, even though Nisha wondered why not since it had become so extremely realistic since back then, but then again... Nisha did not really want to see people bleeding in this game, she did not have a fear of blood, but she rather disliked it, it reminded her of her own blood she had seen often enough after a session of extreme bullying. Also, vixi dying was something she would rather like to avoid. No buts or ifs. It was pretty far up on her never wanting to happen list and rising with each time vixi reacted to her friendly banter, hoping each time that vixi would react and so far she had been a real people pleaser when it came to that. But then again, as they were now, they were a pretty good pair, one coughing and choking and one so uncertain on her own legs that she might just keel over soon again. Asking vixi if she needed help and tilting her head with a gentle smile that oozed helpfulness, she hoped that vixi would still breath once they were done and she would not have to do cpr or something like that... Although? And then it was back to the undressing part, vixi had stumbled through her words and Nisha knew how much vixi had reacted last time she had undressed to her underwear, but Nisha had a weird disconnect here.

Even in the real world she had never had any problem to undress in front of people after things had changed in her childhood and she was suddenly 'friends' with everyone, basking in the sudden attention of the good kind although still weary about it. And now she had even less reason to hide it, even though she would definitely hate and be at least a tiny bit embarassed about it if vixi was a guy. As for the reason, this body was not her own and just digital, who would feel shame or embarassment from just a few pixel after all? But as always when she planned something beforehand, she was very well equipped to deal with many situations and so she had also planned this out. She had prepared some good clothes for this occasion and as vixi turned to get the measuring tape Nisha was already in her menu and doing the preparations. Sure, as always people were split about this, some said it felt better if you did not equip from the menu but rather put on the clothes like you normally would, but Nisha never really gave much on what other people said and for her it felt all the same anyway, so as she went through the menu and hit buttons, she felt as a new piece of equipment was exchanged for her clothes. A long neutral black shirt that was still looking not too bad on her since wearing rags was something no girl should ever do and accentuated her form quite well even though she had less than in the real world to work with. It was at least better than being only in her underwear or so had been the thought as she had bought it. It was pretty long as well and went as far as a miniskirt would be, making it look like a boyfriends skirt after a night sleeping over and then wearing his or like a make shift pajama. As always Nisha had not been all too sure about how it would look like on this body and her own fashion sense was pretty limited to her own body and if not for the help of some lander girls she knew she would not have been able to come up with even the concept of her clothes or dress to be honest. It was actually a little bit sad to her that she even needed such help, but that was the state of mind she was in.

"Alright, done, hope this won´t be too restricting, but I thought it would be alright and all." Nisha smiled and since everything could happen was wearing plain panties and bra as well, after all, who knew if vixi had a sudden change of mind and really wanted her to undress to her underwear? Those would be better than what she had worn back then as well. "So, how do you want me?" She asked and meant how to stand or sit or move or do whatever, taking measures of people taller than yourself could be a pain and it usually required them to bend and sit and move around a little to get them right. "Don´t worry about me, this much pain is nothing, I think it´s slowly going away as well, even though it definitely was a bad fall." Chuckling a little, she held her side with one hand as it hurt, but did not stop smiling. Good thing she had said that too since her big mouth had nearly added that she wanted to go with vixi to the ball, aka: 'for the ball'. But just in time she had stopped herself and thought about the pain as it had really set in that very second...

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[vixi]