Voicetest: The perils of vampire teenagers (closed to Soma)

[vamping_it_up]

"That can't seriously be your only outfit, Soma," Layla remarked. "I mean, it's fine for just going out casually, but what if you have a job interview? Or worse - a date?"

No, that would not do at all. It was her duty, not only as a vampire, but also as a fashionista, to correct this minor fashion disaster. Layla Delacroix was confident in her ability to pick out stylish clothing that could suit anyone. Soma had been helpful to her when she was a brand new arrival to Siren's Port, and she was going to repay him in the best way she knew how.

"I know! I'll take you shopping and help you pick out a few things!"

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[whitedarklord]

Where in that "what" did it sound like he was thanking her. He gave her a blank look, not really sure what was going on, but he had a feeling it was going to involve him being dragged out of his chair... or something. Soma set his book down, just in case.

"I'm fine with the outfit I have, though..."

[vamping_it_up]

"You have one outfit," said Layla, raising a thin dark eyebrow at him. As she did so, the skull hairpin she kept clipped on did mimicked her expression.

"What do you even do when you need to wash your clothes? Walk around with a towel on until your clothes dry?"

Setting his book down was a wise choice on Soma's part, because Layla seized his wrist a moment later to pull him to his feet.

"Two nicer sets of clothes, a second t-shirt and jeans combo, and maybe a bathrobe so you can walk around on laundry day without a wardrobe malfunction. At the minimum."

[whitedarklord]

Soma let out an alarmed noise as he was dragged out of the chair, stumbling on his feet.

"H-hey, I've got a tank top!" he protested, like that was supposed to help him.

[vamping_it_up]

"Then we only need to get you pajama bottoms instead of a whole set," Layla replied, tugging him slowly but surely toward the door. As the conversation went on, she was increasingly more certain that this trip was not only repaying Soma's earlier kindness, but a necessity. She considered asking about socks and underwear and decided that was best left unanswered. She'd make sure he got a pack of each, just to be sure.

[whitedarklord]

Soma fumbled after her, trying to protest. It didn't take him long to realize his complaints were falling on deaf ears, and finally settled into a sulking silence, very much resembling a kicked puppy as they walked down the street.

[vamping_it_up]

It was a quiet trip to the subway stop that would take them into the underground mall. Layla broke the silence after they boarded the subway.

"Cheer up, Soma. I'm going to pick out some great things for you. I bet you'll get all sorts of compliments on your new clothes!"

In fact, she was sure that he would. It wasn't like Soma was unattractive. He just needed to broaden his fashion horizons a lot little.

[whitedarklord]

"I don't really need anyone to compliment my clothes..." Soma mumbled, though he didn't put much effort into his protest. He knew there was no escaping this; it wasn't even night time, so he couldn't use any of his powers or, better yet, let his Dracula side deal with this.

...and now he had the hilarious mental image of Dracula getting dragged around the underground mall, and had to fight not to crack a smile.

[vamping_it_up]

Layla stuffed the protective clothing she'd worn to keep herself shielded from the sunlight in her bag. Now that they were safely underground, she was less concerned about the unfortunate effect sunlight could have on her if she was out for long.

"You don't need it but it's going to happen anyway because I'm going to pick out some awesome things for you."

[whitedarklord]

"And how exactly am I supposed to pay for this?" Soma asked. "I still don't have a job, you know."

[vamping_it_up]

"Just leave that to me," said Layla. She took out a pair of little plastic cards from her wallet. The teenage vampire had already gotten approved for two credit cards. All she needed to do was hypnotize the store manager into marking everything they bought down as clearance items and they'd be golden.

[whitedarklord]

Soma stared. How did she... what in the... they'll just approve anyone for cards these days, won't they?! Soma let out an exasperated sigh at that, finally admitting defeat.

"Fine... but only a few things."

[vamping_it_up]

"We should look for stores that have sales on," Layla suggested. It would make it easier to get away with her plan if an item was already supposed to be on sale, after all. Layla was many things, but stupid was not one of them. She knew better than to use her powers in such an obvious way, good cause or not. And Soma's warddrobe was definitely a good cause, in her opinion.

"Then you can get more for less."

[whitedarklord]

Soma rolled his eyes, but refrained from commenting on that, letting her lead the way. Because, seriously, he was a guy; he didn't know one store from another.

[vamping_it_up]

"Aha!" Layla said, spotting a men's clothing store that looked suitably stylish. "In here."

All of the outfits in the window display were well put together and stylish, and reminded her of something that Diodore might have worn. All in all, a good sign that it was just what she needed to be shoving at Soma.

"What size do you wear?"