[ Preoccupied by the news, Pepper remains silent for the rest of their trek even through the unsettling portal, huddling slightly against Tony's back when the winds pick up. She's fairly positive she can no longer freeze or anything -- shouldn't there be some perks to being turned into a fire monster against your will, after all? -- but the cold gusts are still less than pleasant. She's thankful to finally make it back indoors.
The tailor's shop is both a welcome distraction and a feast for the senses, Pepper's gaze sliding eagerly over the bolts of fabrics in all colors imaginable; from lush velvets to practical cottons and seductive silks. She wouldn't consider herself a fashionista though she pays close attention to her personal sense of style and did some modelling when she was younger-- but this is still a more familiar environment than any other she's yet come across in Fellden. The staff are perfectly welcoming, and observing the interactions over the rim of her tea cup, Pepper gleans Tony spoke the truth earlier; he is clearly well-acquainted with Ylva and the others. The woman in question soon whisks Pepper away so they can begin, but not before she meets Tony's eyes with a hint of a question in them. ]
Alright, [ she nods with a small smile, wishing she could promise they'd be quick, but she can't know if they will. She just knows waiting is not Tony's strongest suit.
But Ylva turns out to be a professional to the bone and about as efficient as Pepper herself, and the CEO delights in making her acquaintance. The measurements are taken in a flash, and between the two of them plus a group of assistants, it takes barely a few minutes to put together a small list of the essentials Pepper needs as soon as possible, Ylva promising to outfit her properly now and have the rest sent to her quarters. Pepper is only too happy to instruct the woman to dispose of the clothes she came in wearing as she receives new ones more compliant with Fellden's style and climate. But when Pepper subtly encroaches the issue of payment, Ylva merely smiles and urges her not to concern herself over that. Though slightly puzzled, Pepper doesn't press the woman further.
It's closer to half hour later when Pepper emerges beyond the curtains and rejoins Tony, clad now in a warm woollen dress a few shades darker than her eyes, fitting her perfectly. ]
Are you going stir-crazy already?
[ She gets no reply before Ylva follows in her wake, stepping up to lay a beautiful dove gray cloak over Pepper's arm, the hood trimmed with what's probably wolf fur, tiny silver moons embroidered along the hem. ]
Oh! [ A little taken aback by this yet another kindness, Pepper runs a hand over the soft material. ] Thank you so much for everything. You've been incredibly accommodating.
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The tailor's shop is both a welcome distraction and a feast for the senses, Pepper's gaze sliding eagerly over the bolts of fabrics in all colors imaginable; from lush velvets to practical cottons and seductive silks. She wouldn't consider herself a fashionista though she pays close attention to her personal sense of style and did some modelling when she was younger-- but this is still a more familiar environment than any other she's yet come across in Fellden. The staff are perfectly welcoming, and observing the interactions over the rim of her tea cup, Pepper gleans Tony spoke the truth earlier; he is clearly well-acquainted with Ylva and the others. The woman in question soon whisks Pepper away so they can begin, but not before she meets Tony's eyes with a hint of a question in them. ]
Alright, [ she nods with a small smile, wishing she could promise they'd be quick, but she can't know if they will. She just knows waiting is not Tony's strongest suit.
But Ylva turns out to be a professional to the bone and about as efficient as Pepper herself, and the CEO delights in making her acquaintance. The measurements are taken in a flash, and between the two of them plus a group of assistants, it takes barely a few minutes to put together a small list of the essentials Pepper needs as soon as possible, Ylva promising to outfit her properly now and have the rest sent to her quarters. Pepper is only too happy to instruct the woman to dispose of the clothes she came in wearing as she receives new ones more compliant with Fellden's style and climate. But when Pepper subtly encroaches the issue of payment, Ylva merely smiles and urges her not to concern herself over that. Though slightly puzzled, Pepper doesn't press the woman further.
It's closer to half hour later when Pepper emerges beyond the curtains and rejoins Tony, clad now in a warm woollen dress a few shades darker than her eyes, fitting her perfectly. ]
Are you going stir-crazy already?
[ She gets no reply before Ylva follows in her wake, stepping up to lay a beautiful dove gray cloak over Pepper's arm, the hood trimmed with what's probably wolf fur, tiny silver moons embroidered along the hem. ]
Oh! [ A little taken aback by this yet another kindness, Pepper runs a hand over the soft material. ] Thank you so much for everything. You've been incredibly accommodating.