The Infinite Consortium, Thursday Afternoon

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana was feeling well enough to come into work today - or, at least, stubborn enough to do so and that was basically the same thing, right? Besides, all she was going to do was sit behind the counter most of the day. That was basically the same thing as resting!

Oooh, except she had gotten a shipment of cloaks in, just in time for the changing season and she just had to go through them and see what had been sent...and figure out a good way to display them...and store them...

"Ugh, this is the tackiest cloak of feathers I've ever seen."

A Selection Of Fine Cloaks
Ask for a demonstration

[Open and still hating on Rebecca Guay's art]