Pixie Dust; Thursday [05/11].

[beautiful_boc]

Having gone to that picnic last week meant that any compulsion or fleeting desire on Boc's part to actually be out and interacting with the world had been satiated for a while...and so had his stomach, what with all the food there and having even taken some back with him. He was pretty sure he saw a few others doing the same, so he figured it was alright, though he did spend the next few days after wards jumping at every sound, thinking it was someone coming to accuse him of stealing and kicking him off the island.

That didn't happen, though, and by Thursday, he was not only much calmer and back into a lull of somewhat security, but he'd managed to finish up the all the mending on Stark's nice suit and had moved onto another project...

...well, perhaps less of a project and more of just going through and spending an awful lot of time admiring the print and stitching on a bunch of light floral spring time dresses that had come in that week that he was reverently hanging up in a display near the front of the shop.

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[mylandmyrules]

Nell stopped in early, before her yoga class. "Good morning, Boc," she said cheerfully. "How are you doing today?"

[beautiful_boc]

The sound of the door opening startled Boc, intent as he was in examining how well done a particularly pretty ruffle on a dress was done, trying to figure out how to recreate it on his own later, that he jumped a little. He managed to choke down a little surprised sound, and was about to make an appeal that he wasn't up to anything nefarious and an apology for...well, existing, probably...until he saw who it was, and his eyes were wide for a moment, jaw hung open, until he remembered words.

"Oh, hel--hello, mi--" Stopped himself, shook his head slightly, tried again. "Hello. Wel--welcome back. Did you have more garments in need of altering? Or perhaps something new? We've just got in all these lovely new dresses! With floral prints, and everything!"

He hobbled over to one to pull out the skirt to show it off better, hopefully, because she did enjoy her flowers, after all!

[mylandmyrules]

"Mostly I just came to see you," Nell said cheerfully, "But I do happen to have another pair of my skirty pants to be altered if you have time. They're just a little too big on me these days and perhaps a little too wide in the legs for some of the workouts I've been doing."

She made her way over to the skirts and smiled as she looked at them. "I do like the flowers," she said. "You don't think the colors are too bright for me?" Most of her clothes were still very plain. Not drab exactly, but not far off.

[beautiful_boc]

"Oh, yes, of course I have time," said Boc, head bobbing with affirmation, brushing right past any ridiculous notions such as anyone coming to see him. And even if he didn't have time he would make some. Thankfully, though, time was something he had in abundance these days. "I've just finished mending some garments for someone else, so I would be grateful, for another project, and I've gotten quite good at pants, by now. I'll be happy to make some adjustments for you.

"And not at all!" he gushed. "I think some of them would suit you quite well! Such bright colors are rare where I'm from as well, but they're just so lovely. It's a shame to see them just hanging on the racks instead of brightening the world as they were intended to do."

[mylandmyrules]

"That would be wonderful," Nell said happily. She set the bag on the counter and then turned to pull out one of the flowered skirts in a bright blue-green that caught her eye.

"Oh," she said disappointedly as she looked at the skirt. "It's so short." Knee length was not short, Nell. Until you looked down and saw that her skirty-pants (and skirts) went to just above the ankle.

[beautiful_boc]

Boc felt a little bit of a thrill of excitement, when Nell set down the bag, eager to get to work, to be helpful, pleased that she had more of her skirty pants to alter and mend, and was about to thank her profusely for her continued trust in his skills when that disappointed assessment of the skirt came out of her. It caused him to stop, tilting his head thoughtfully, and rerouting to join her over by the one that caught her eyes.

"Oh, if you'd like it longer, perhaps I can take some fabric from another skirt and lengthen it for you? It shouldn't be a difficult alteration. Not as easy as making it shorter, of course! But I'd be happy to see what I might do. If that's something you'd like..."

[mylandmyrules]

"You could?" Nell said beaming at him. "Why that would be wonderful! Two together would make it long enough that I wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Are you sure it wouldn't be a problem for you?"