Well, this place does provide clothing for us. I saw we go get you a new pair of pants and a shirt. Doesn't have to be complicated, it just needs to be not covered in sweat.
... So when will you wear the Dancer attire though?
Dancing in armor just sounds uncomfortable, to be honest.
[ He imagines clinking metal and armor plates and - oof. The chaffing. But he does take the lead as Felix suggests, heading for the area where they can get replacement clothes and other little items needed for every day life. He doesn't want to put Felix in anything fancy, though Felix already wears clothes about ten times more complicated than Kirk does, but he thinks Felix will appreciate simple and functional. ]
[Little does Jim realize that it's not armor in the traditional sense of the word. Not in the slightest. But it is a battle attire so he sees no reason to wear it more often.
When they get to the area with the clothes, he looks at the options. Frowning. Where does he start with this. Usually clothes are tailored to him. What does he do with all this?]
[ He sees Felix's discomfort quickly and touches his shoulder to get
Felix to come with him. He sized him up and picked up a clean, crisp white
shirt and held it out to him and then over to the jeans. He picked a pair
and then a looser active style and handed those over. ]
Just try those for now. Let's see how you feel about them.
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It's not like I have other clothes. And it's pointless to wear my Dancer armor.
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[ He shook his head. ]
Do you not have any other clothes you brought to change into? Don't tell me all you have is that and the dancer outfit.
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[Two swords and his shield.]
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[ Stars help him. ]
Right. We're making another stop before going to the arcade then. You need more than two changes of clothes.
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[What is the problem here? He doesn't get it. Sighing, he continues to put his clothes on regardless.]
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You might wash them, but you just sweated in them. It's not sexy unless we're actually sparring or working out.
[ Please, Felix. Surely one of your friends before now has told you these things. ]
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[Clothes on, he plants his hand on his hip.]
I won't wear my Dancer attire. So what do you propose I do?
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... So when will you wear the Dancer attire though?
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[Felix sighs and shakes his head.]
Very well, if it will get you to stop commenting on the fact, we can go see about getting me new clothes.
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[ I mean, you do you Felix, just not something he's ever heard before. ]
Really? Uh, all right, I guess we should go by the shop then before we head to the arcade. Detour time.
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[Obviously. Why would he wear that as an every day outfit? That makes no sense at all.]
Lead the way. You know where you wish to go.
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[ He imagines clinking metal and armor plates and - oof. The chaffing. But he does take the lead as Felix suggests, heading for the area where they can get replacement clothes and other little items needed for every day life. He doesn't want to put Felix in anything fancy, though Felix already wears clothes about ten times more complicated than Kirk does, but he thinks Felix will appreciate simple and functional. ]
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[Little does Jim realize that it's not armor in the traditional sense of the word. Not in the slightest. But it is a battle attire so he sees no reason to wear it more often.
When they get to the area with the clothes, he looks at the options. Frowning. Where does he start with this. Usually clothes are tailored to him. What does he do with all this?]
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[ He sees Felix's discomfort quickly and touches his shoulder to get Felix to come with him. He sized him up and picked up a clean, crisp white shirt and held it out to him and then over to the jeans. He picked a pair and then a looser active style and handed those over. ]
Just try those for now. Let's see how you feel about them.
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I'll need new shoes too.
[Taking the clothes, he then stops again.]
Where do I change?
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We can worry about those second.
[ He pointed to a little alcove with a curtain. ]
In there. I'd ask if you need help, but you're a smart boy, I think you can work out how a zipper works.
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[He frowns at him but goes to get changed. But is that him saying sex is on the table?
Maybe.]