Under Where?

Writers: Mirren, Suzee
Date Posted: 18th September 2015

Characters: Cyradis, Jaffra
Description: Cyradis orders a new gown.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 2, day 1 of Turn 8

Cyradis

Jaffra loathed hatchings, although not as much as she loathed gold
flights. She did, however, enjoy the time leading up to hatchings.
This was her busiest time, when those who could afford her work placed
orders for the latest fashions. Going to hatchings in last turn's
fashion just wasn't all right if you were a person of rank, in her
opinion.

"Lady Cyradis," she greeted politely as the woman entered the weaver's
workrooms.

"Good afternoon," Cyradis smiled as she looked around the room. "How
are you today."

"Busy," Jaffra replied bluntly. "Are you here for a hatching gown?"

"I am," Cyradis continued to smile. "Panitath will rise soon and I
like to plan ahead. Do you have any new designs?" Cyradis might be
tiny beside the tall weaver but she did carry off clothing well as
long as it didn't overwhelm her with frills.

"As a matter of fact, I do." If Jaffra ever 'lit up' it was what she
was talking about new designs. If she could, she'd create them all
day, every day. Probably all night as well. She picked up her sketch
pad from a work table and opened it to a page near the back.

"Oh," Cyradis breathed as she came around to look at the book. "This
is very nice," she added with a smile.

"I hope you'd like it. I think it'll suit your figure and hide the
problem areas." Jaffra's comment wasn't meant as an insult. No one's
body was perfect, no matter how fit they might be. "Do you like the
colour?"

Cyradis didn't take the comment personally. She of all people knew she
had some problem areas. "I do," she said. "But I wore green to the
Emerald Falls Masked Ball," she reminded the younger woman.

"Of course." Jaffra looked thoughtful. "Perhaps blue? Or yellow?" She
wasn't a huge fan of yellow, it was too - cheery. Other people seemed
to adore it.

"Mmmm," Cyradis made a bit of a face, "I love yellow, but not on me.
It makes me look sallow. How about a peach color? That always makes my
complexion glow."

"Peach would look all right." Jaffra liked peach even less than
yellow. "Depending on the shade. I'm sure you don't want to look
nude."

"Oh no," Cyradis shook her head. "A deeper shade would be better.
And," she hated to ask this question but there was no help for it.
"I'm going to need a new set of the filmy underthings you made for me.
The last ones were.... torn." She wouldn't exactly place the blame on
the correct man who had ripped them off of her. But she was planning
on a conversation about the cost of replacing them. "There are some
extra marks in it for you," she had the grace to blush.

"Of course it will," Jaffra replied. "The fabric in those garments
alone is expensive. You should take greater care of them." They were
also sharding fiddly are far to easy to ruin when they were being
made. One wrong stitch and she had to start again, because even tiny
needles left holes in the fabric.

"Yes, well..." she didn't explain further and understood the woman's
frustration. "Do you think you could build in some kind of... oh I
don't know... quick release? That way they wouldn't be so quick to try
and tear them off." She grinned at the other woman and nodded. "They
really work you know."

Jaffra's face turned slightly pink. "Perhaps you should simply not
bother to wear them if think they'll be removed in haste." What was it
with these women?

Cyradis head tilted slightly at the comment. She didn't know much
personal information about this young woman but she could make it her
business to find out of she should decide to. But the blush followed
by the comment seemed to indicate she might not have a great deal of
experience of men in her bed, either by choice or inclination. But
that was a conversation for another day. "But that's the point dear,"
she smiled. "Its much more sexy to hide things than walk around naked
like some of them do in the weyrbowl. They both knew that was the way
of Dolphin Cove but Cyradis never did and took her baths in private,
thus... curiousity.

"I'll see what I can do," Jaffra muttered. "Maybe we should find a
shade of peach you like." Anything to steer the topic in a different
direction.

"That would be wonderful." Cyradis smiled. But her deep dark eyes
twinkled. "Could I have a little bit of a train, do you think? Or
would that be too much." She did respect Jaffra's eye for fashion,
there was no one better in the area in her opinion.

"If you're happy for people to step on it," Jaffra replied. "Because
that's usually what happens. Then it tears. Then you'll be glad you
wore underwear." From anyone else, it could be construed as a joke.
From Jaffra, it was harder to tell.

Cyradis couldn't help but chuckle, "in which case I'll be very glad is
pretty." She reached out a hand to touch the design page. "I was
raised in a Hall and know how to handle a demi -train to keep it out
from under foot. If you were to put a loop in it right here I can slip
that over my wrist when I'm dancing and there won't be an issue at
all. How does that sound?"

"As you wish, Lady Cyradis. That will cost extra." As all the fiddly
touches did.

"Of course," she smiled and put the estimated marks on the table.
"That's to get you started. Let me know if you need anything
additional."

"I will," Jaffra replied. Of course, she didn't work for free.

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