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There she is, hiding in an enclosed back room. The air here is stiller and more dense with the smell of fiber and treating chemicals, as well as some herbs to dull the harshness of the smell. There's a double-sized door that leads off of this room, one where more sound is coming from. The noise is almost industrial: Maybe it's all a farce and she makes it all the same way everyone else does. That patch of purple fabric in her lap seems too small to have any actual utility, after all. Still, a suit is a suit. Clearing your throat, you introduce yourself, but she doesn't look up from where she's sitting.
"So you liked what we had on display, then?" Habetrot croaks politely.
Nerve 4/10 | You go on guard, despite coming to see her. She's just... Too large. Her dress is an oversized, billowing piece of clothing that seems to be hiding something. Her legs can't be that big.
Composing yourself, you admit you did. It takes supreme skill to make a suit look and feel that good. You're looking for a suit that you could wear every day if you needed to- for you, utility is more important than appearance, but the field demands the best in appearance. She seems like the kind of woman who could get the job done.
"Indeed I am," she stands up, and you hear a flurry of movement beneath her dress, like a skittering insect crawling along the floor. What kinds of limbs does she have beneath there? "Oh?" Habetrot, who you are suddenly reminded is a demon, is bemused by your subtle movements of discomfort. "I'm not going to eat you, young man. I obtain what I need without the brutality you might see common to my sort. I am an artist, and I love to perform my work, though it may make me appear foul. I care not- I have no need for suitors." She moves up to you, putting aside the fabric in her lap and summoning a thin string to measure with suddenly from between her fingers. "Do you mind if I take your measurements? I will also need to know what kind of suit you prefer best."
You describe a classical black suit, but she shakes her head, the three dots beneath her eyes emphasizes in her movement. "Perhaps I was unclear. Think of what kind of man would wear the suit you seek: A powerful officer, a charming gambler, a sleek spy?"
>>What kind of suit do you prefer best?
>A suit a celebrity might wear- If you're going to be a negotiator, you need to draw focus to yourself.
>A suit for a entrepreneur, but one who inspects the workings of his business himself- elegant, but resilient.
>A suit that a butler might wear, someone in the background: The focus is on the customer.
>A suit for a spy- something practical that you can move about in in an emergency- it might even be able to take a bullet.
>You need to know the costs before you ask commissions. It's only fair, so you don't ask for something you can't repay her for.
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