Me and My Best Friend Put On A Show That Would Make Freya Totally Jealous [closed post]

[summerdude]

Magnus wakes up, normal again except for how he's in an unfamiliar room. Not Galahad's old room, either. A nondescript one that, as far as he can tell, just has a bunch of clothes and stuff. Also he's wearing silky pajamas he'd never pick out automatically on his own?

It doesn't take long for him to feel like the walls are closing in on him. It's out of respect for Aornis that he stumbles out of her room through the door (barefoot and in the silky pajamas) and goes outside the normal way. Once outside, he flops into the snow, calling summer and feeling the way the snow steams against his skin as it melts.

He's not feeling totally regular again when he sits bolt upright, remembering that Drosera is probably in Galahad's old room with two people that aren't Magnus or Galahad. Existential crisis over, there's a child to retrieve! And hopefully, he'll run into Galahad in the halls.

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[onthewillowsthere]

"Check. What would you wear if you could get cold?"

[summerdude]

"Oh, layers, definitely," Magnus says, immediately. "I wore a ton of layers when I was homeless." He still didn't get as cold as most people, but his imperviousness to temperature extremes seems to be improving with time.

[onthewillowsthere]

"A shirt and a coat, you mean?"

[summerdude]

"No, like," Magnus says, and goes over to the closet. He pulls out a couple of different shirts and puts them on: a long-sleeve T over a t-shirt, with another t-shirt on top of that. Over all that, he puts his own hoodie, and then he pulls on one of Galahad's coats over the entire affair. "Like this," he says. "Maybe with long johns on under my jeans, too."

[onthewillowsthere]

It seems silly to admit he had never contemplated this as a possibility before, but-- he had never contemplated this as a possibility. He follows Magnus to the closet and begins taking things out; as if in some acknowledgement of his preferences, he's getting a lot of corduroy, velvet, satin, and cashmere, textures that are pleasing under his fingers. The closet gives him shirts, skirts, slacks, tunics, tunics that are more like dresses, a grey hooded dress made from alpaca wool: soft cozy things, tending more towards shades of blue and grey with an occasional heather purple.

[summerdude]

Magnus hesitates. "What kind of stuff should I try?" he asks Galahad. He's been T-Shirt And Jeans Guy for so long he barely knows where to start.

[onthewillowsthere]

"What do you like? Does it matter what things feel like?" He offers a cashmere sweater for Magnus to touch.

[summerdude]

Magnus strokes it. "That's nice," he says, smiling. "I guess I care more about color than texture? I don't want anything too... loud, you know?"

[onthewillowsthere]

Galahad nods, and reaches into the closet again; this time he gets a caramel-colored knee-length skirt made of suede, and gives Magnus a questioning look.

[summerdude]

"Yeah, sure, I'll give it a shot," says Magnus reaching for it. As he takes it, he says, "Dude, I wish you could meet Blitzen."

[onthewillowsthere]

"Tell me about him."

[summerdude]

"His whole thing is fashion," Magnus says, and then, thoughtfully, "And smithing magical Expand-o-ducks that jotuns are inexplicably terrified by? But mostly fashion. Lots of, like, chain mail vests and cravats and stuff like that. He's been teaching Alex a few things about how to make that kind of stuff, too." A cuadros, he thinks, and sighs a little -- he really misses Alex, but he also misses all the others, too.

[onthewillowsthere]

"A chainmail cravat?"

[summerdude]

"It sounds heavy, but they actually look super cool and feel fine," Magnus nods.

[onthewillowsthere]

Now that Magnus has introduced this, he really wants to touch one. Instead he takes out a black hoodie with white contrast stitching on the pockets and offers it to Magnus.

[summerdude]

Magnus takes it, and then reaches in and pulls out a thick forest green cable-knit sweater. He squints at it for a moment, reaches back, and pulls out another that looks almost exactly alike except for how it's a sweater dress.

[onthewillowsthere]

"That has really good vibes," earnestly.

[summerdude]

"Thanks," Magnus grins. He decides to start with what he has, even though Galahad has a ton more, and piles his selections over on the bed, pulling off most of his layers and dumping them to the side.

[onthewillowsthere]

In turn, Galahad strips out of his tunic and leggings, leaving him once again in the sensible underwear he put on when he awoke. Mostly naked, it's obvious how delicately he's built, not muscular at all -- less charitably, he's skinny.

He pulls on a sage-colored coatdress with a little half-cape at the shoulders, and begins buttoning it up.

[summerdude]

"Oh, cute," Magnus says, pulling on the regular sweater and the skirt Galahad gave him, first. He frowns with the waistband, trying to decide if he should tuck the sweater in or let it hang over the top of the skirt.

[onthewillowsthere]

"Do it half," looking over at him. "Tuck in one side and let one side loose."

[summerdude]

"Like this?" Magnus asks, tucking in the left side.

[onthewillowsthere]

He's not sure whether he could describe exactly why it looks good to him, but it looks good -- unstudied, casual, a little playful, the way Magnus makes him feel. "Like that."

[summerdude]

"Yeah?" says Magnus, doing a little twirl. "You look good too, man."

[onthewillowsthere]

Galahad smooths down the breast of the coat. On his straight-backed body, it does look perhaps a little more military that it otherwise would.