I'M NOT SURPRISED TO SEE (open ; dress-making) YOU ENDORSE HIS PARANOIA

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    Ah, the wonders of living in a place formerly inhabited by humans who had an excellent taste in clothing, am I right? At least, that's what Kanaya thought when she found it. The room to top all others. A room of nothing but miles of fabric, some shimmering, some dark as night. She began to walk along the rows of fabrics, mouth dropped into a perfect "O" and eyes widened. She settled down at a somewhat large wooden table, gaze examining the almost finished dresses and skirts and capes that lay there. She tugged one aside, a gorgeous pink and white gown that would hang to a human's ankles. Beaming, Kanaya hurried along the row, gently taking down some bright red fabric that was soft to the paw's touch. She then rushed back to the table, careful to drape the fabric over her back so it wouldn't brush the ground. She set it down atop the table, then dragged a large wooden box near, prying it open with unsheathed claws. She carefully withdrew a thin metallic needle from the box, crude but able to fit her needs. She also pulled a wooden spool, equipped with black thread, from the box, which thinking about it now, didn't seem as old as the dusty fabric that occupied the rest of the room. The tabby carefully and slowly took up the end of the thread, and, as her sister had showed her, looped it through the needle. She tugged at the thread, making it longer, and then took up the red fabric. Kanaya stood up, clenching the fabric in her teeth, and, somehow, managed to see how the end of the cloth would fit around her waist. She made a tiny nick with her claw, marking where she'd need to start sewing it. She then tugged the red cloth away, folded it down, and began to "sew" along the top to combine it. She took the needle between her jaws, and pushed it gently through the fabric, catching the thin metal instrument with her paws on the other side, and temporarily flipping it over to repeat the process. It was long work, tedious with her time-consuming method, but effective. She made several readjustments, such as ripping off some from the bottom and sewing it up, but when she was done, Kanaya Maryam exited the room with a flowing red skirt that fell to her hindpaws and still allowed all the necessary movement. It was beautiful, if she did say so herself.
    (( hush ignore the illogical part of the situation & appreciate it as a whole plz thank u ))
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    Cytus had been moving down the hall when he was startled by the door opening. He stopped and stared for a good minute as he usually did but this time he did actually speak with his telepathy to her. "It's pretty." The hatchling had never seen a skirt before so he found it weird too. "Very red... red." He repeated.
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    "Oh, thank you, Cytus!" Kanaya mewed graciously, smiling at the hatchling and feeling herself burn slightly beneath her pelt. she glanced back down at the skirt, appreciating the compliment. "It is, isn't it?" she mused after a moment, thinking carefully for a moment. Red was a nice color, especially... Kanaya snapped her thought away from that, beaming. "Perhaps I can make you something," she thought aloud, quickly considering the challenging part. It would be interesting to try to tackle some form of clothing for a dragon, even more so considering the feline lacked experience. It was only her third time sewing, the first two back when she was a loner, traveling aimlessly with her biological sibling. She'd probably remake the skirt when she got better, but for now, it'd do.
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    Make him something? Would it be pretty like her's? He figured so and his head arched up a bit to give a light smile upon his maw. He liked the idea of having something of his own and he lifted a paw a bit from the ground in excitement "Something...something white. Like...a robe?" Came his soft telepathic voice as he shuffled his paws a bit in hope that she would agree.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] The cub would skip over, approaching the hatchling behind in attempts to lightly prod at his shoulder. "Hi Cytus! Ooo whats that your making?" she would ask, immediately shifting her attention from the purple dragon onto the bright red dress that lay displayed along the surface of wood. Her blue optics would shine as she gently felt the fabric with her pad, its soft and silky texture made it more of a porcelain master piece than clothing. By the looks of her hypnotized gaze, the cub was indeed impressed and intrigued by the work done by Kanaya.

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    LEO BASKERVILLE[/fancypost]
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    [ [size=7pt]sentinel of hawkclan ★ male ★ attack in lavender[/size] ]
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    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: dotum; text-transform: ; height: auto; width: 300px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]leo couldn't help but seem impressed; he wouldn't be able to sew anything for his life!


    limping over, he'd smile towards the trio, nodding, too. "hello to you three; kanaya, cytus, and ginny..." he murmured, his smile actually rather weak as he spoke, "oh? you sew, kanaya? if i heard right, that is," the black panther shrugged slightly, his dark eyes dull.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 300px; margin-top: -10px;]
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    Kanaya considered his request momentarily, tail waving slightly beneath the red skirt. She then grinned and nodded, dashing into the room and quickly scanning the fabrics for white. Upon her return, she carefully laid down two different lengths of cloth. One was a pure white, with a rougher feel but stronger build. The other was a color just a step from white, that was silky and soft to the touch. "Sure! Just choose which you like better," she mewed cheerily, nudging the fabrics towards him. She'd be gentle in taking them back, and certainly when making the robe for real. She looked up as Ginny approached, greeting her with a smile and flick of an ear. "I think I'm taking up sewing," she responded, looking the cub up and down and trying to decide which color would look best if she happened to want something. Maybe a light red? the tabby thought, glancing back at the room. Perhaps dark blue, or teal. Kanaya gave her own small shrug, nodding to Leo as he came over. "Hello yourself," she greeted. "Yes, precisely. It's a fun pastime, once you get the hang of it."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 450px; height: 11px; padding: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 11px; letter-spacing: 0px; word-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -3px]do you like the way the water taste?[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#E0EEEE; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; width: 460px; min-height: 110px; padding: 20px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #0D4F8B; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify]
    Moving forward carefully the young creature sought to feel the fabrics with his muzzle. Honestly he didn't know what he wanted and so he puzzled over which he would like better on his scales. Something heavy sounded good to him and he laid a paw on the rougher but stronger material of white cloth. "This is good...." He glanced back to Ginny and Leo as he gave them both a light smile although it wasn't all too real as he was still getting over his traumatic events.
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    Kanaya nodded pleasantly, draping the silky one over her back and carrying the rougher one back in her jaws, though careful. She laid both down on the table, but pushed the silky fabric away, concentrating on how she wold do this. She pried open the box again, taking the needle and some white thread this time. Upon holding the needle between her teeth and studying the fabric for a moment, she got back up, setting down the needle atop the fabric. She hurried back to the exit, peering out and looking at Cytus. "Would you like a 'hole' for your wings, or would you be comfortable with letting them be hidden whilst wearing it?" she asked, looking the hatchling up and down once again. She then looked back at Leo and Ginny. "And would either of you like something made?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;background-color: #ffffff; width:350px; color: #515151; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; margin: 10px 5px 5px; 5px;] "You're wonderful at sewing, Kanaya," Odessa complimented as she entered the scene, standing near Leo as she gazed at Cytus and Ginny, admiring her work as much as they were.
    "Did you teach yourself how to sew so wonderfully?" The inquiry came with a tip of her head slightly to one side.

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    [size=1]"those are really cool," jay commented as he approached, lacking his usual goofy and energetic demeanor. but that was Mostly because of the aftermath of his possession. he pinned back his ears, laughing a little. "no dresses for me though."
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    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: dotum; text-transform: ; height: auto; width: 300px; margin-top: -10px;][justify]leo shrugged, not exactly sure what he'd do with an extra piece of clothing or anything else. "u-umm, that's a very kind offer, but… i'm quite af-afraid that i might not need anything. your work-style is elegant, thou-though!" he complimented, also managing to crack a small, yet somewhat fake smile as cytus turned around.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 300px; margin-top: -10px;]
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    He blinked as he thought on that. He didn't mind his wings being covered up and so he smiled lightly. "They can be covered....my four wings..." He ruffled his wings a bit before he turned to view Leo with curious eyes. What was wrong? They didn't want anything? Tilting his head he sat down and waited for his robe to be made.
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    "Thank you," Kanaya beamed with pride, happy that her work was worthy to be complimented by so many. "Oh, well, no. Back before I joined HawkClan, I traveled with my actual sister. She showed me how when she had the opportunity," her smile faltered a bit as she spoke, but she continued glowing with happiness. "Really? I think a dress would look quite nice on you. Perhaps a blue and white one, or maybe I can trim the pink one in there," she retorted, humor clear in her airy tone. "That's fine. If you ever happen to want something, though, you know who to talk to!" she mewed cheerily, finally turning to Cytus and nodding at his response. Pausing briefly to take in her size and form, she hurried back into the room, unsheathing her claws and carefully trimming what she knew she wouldn't need of the white fabric. She then began to shape out the fabric as needed, taking a split second to hook the white thread through the end of the needle and sew up a few things.
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    Cy was so pleased to see when his new garment was going to be finished. His little talons tapped against the floor in anticipation as he waited as silently as he usually did. He wanted to get this over with because he was a child and this felt like it was going on forever.
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    Once done with the robe itself, Kanaya laid it down on the table again, fumbling through the box and taking from it the black thread she'd used earlier. She flipped the robe over, studying it for a moment to see if there were any mistakes. Shrugging, she got to her paws, rolling the finished clothing up and carrying it gently and carefully to the dragon. She laid it doen before Cytus, neatly unrolling it to reveal the outcome. "Anything you want to change? Oh, and if you would, could you try it on?" the feline asked excitedly, hoping it'd look just as nice being worn.
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    [size=1]jay blushed when she suggested actually making him a dress and was about to quickly decline when he realized she was only joking. he grinned sheepishly, giving a little jittery laugh. "you got me. ok, i will," he chirped.
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