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Date: Sometime mid-October
Status: Private - Shadow, Bast
Setting: A shopping centre about a 45 minute drive away from the manor.
Summary: Bast and Shadow go shopping.


The shopping center was crowded, but not terribly so, and it was kinda ofof nice to watch ordinary people and families go about the ordinary business of buying clothing and kitchen appliances and children's toys. Shadow had always appreciated normal, every day life, even though he'd pretty much accepted that it wasn't for him.

Not far from the entrance there was a woman's clothing store that looked promising- not a teenagers store but a classy-looking place that would probably have a good selection of stylish adult clothing; blouses and skirts and nicer jeans.

"You want to try that place first?" he suggested, pointing.

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((Meh *skins self for crappy reply time*. But I do have a half-excuse this time. Serious canon twists for Fay and Kuro-muns have meant this kitty's spent the last few days as a cyber plushie-toy XD. But the Axel-thread is up! Is it okay if Kadaj has a mini-thread at the same time? It just means I'm not spamming and I can kill two birds with one stone...))

Bast tore herself away from the sheer facination that was normality. Tawny eyes blinked at Shadow, then she smiled, starting to walk towards the place he'd indicated. "Yeah, sure thing. Looks good. We gotta start somewhere, haven't we?"

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The inside of the store was pretty much exactly as promised; practical and yet stylish, at least as far as Shadow could tell, and dull but unobtrusive American pop songs played softly in the background. Feeling awkward, Shadow made his way over to a rack of dark jeans.

"Um, I'm not much of a fashion expert," he said. "I know that darker jeans are considered more classy and lighter jeans are more casual, but other than that you're best bet is probably to work off of what you've seen Pip- um, Pepper wearing."

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Bast tilted her head at the rack, running a hand down a navy blue pair then stretching her fingers out in front of it, looking at the colours together and pursing her lips. "Hmm, maybe... the redhead and I've got very different markings, though."

She patted his arm. "It's okay, sweetie. Guys weren't fantastic at this kinda thing in my day. You don't have to pretend, if you don't want."

It really wasn't meant as any mind of insult. Cats have no tact.

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Shadow chuckled. "Yeah, yeah I know. Just wish I could be more useful." But he was smiling anyway. "We can always ask someone for help, if we need it, too." He waved a hand at the two sales-women who were making their way unobtrusively around the store.

"What colors do you like? he asked, looking at a rack of shirts on the other side of the jeans.

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Bast blinked and grinned at the two salewomen, waving her hand as though to say, No, don't bother - he's being silly.

She ran her hand down the long sleeve of a loose, crimson top, smiling wryly. "The only colours I was allowed back then were white and gold. Simple colours. Red was Seth's, and I know he'd be making lewd comments if I tried this on, whether merely in my head or not."

She lifted a pair of fashionable faded jeans from the rack, looked at the size tag, and held them against her waist. "What d'you reckon? Size 10?"

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"White suits you," Shadow said. He eyed the pants she was holding.

"Maybe?" he ventured. All he really has to go on was Laura's pant size, which had been around a six or seven (although one of her biggest complaints about shopping had always been that sizes differed from brand name to brand name. "They look like they might be a little big. But we could take a couple of pairs and you could try them and see. I wonder if U.K. sizes are different than American sizes."

He was pretty sure a 10 in the states was bigger than the pair she was holding.