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[roseofthetyrells]

[at first, the picture is blurry and out of focus, but it slowly focuses in on what may be familiar surroundings to people who have been here a while, the sewing shop.

a fine layer of dust is on the surroundings, but then the picture swivels abruptly to focus on Margaery's face]

Look at all of this! [she gestures, meaning to encompas the entire sewing shop] There are enough supplies to sew entire dresses, except for the fabric. Does anyone know where I might aquire the fabric? Please let me know. I'd love to get started as soon as I can.

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[roseofthetyrells]

I can do that. I've helped sew maiden's cloaks before, a flag shouldn't be too different. Wait a moment, though, so I can fetch a piece of paper.

[she goes off screen for a moment before returning with a pencil and paper]

Would you mind holding that up for a little while longer so I can sketch what you need?

[hot_mes]

Ah...yeah, I can. I also have it tattooed on my back if that would be better. But...not over the phone. [that'd be a bit too much even for him]

[roseofthetyrells]

Oh? Should I come to you, or are you willing to come here so I can have a better look at it?

[hot_mes]

I can head there. I'm not doing anything productive at the moment. I'll be there in a little while.

[he's also curious enough to take a walk and see this shop for himself.]

[roseofthetyrells]

All right, I'll see you soon.

action!

[hot_mes]

[he is nothing if not prompt! He really doesn't have anything better to do, now that people aren't in comas and their burns are healing on schedule. Law's sure he saw something about this odd shop marked on the map or the GPS, somewhere in his phone, so it's easy to find.]

...uh. Hi.

action!

[roseofthetyrells]

[the shop looks like someone just walked away one day and left like they were planning to come back the next day. sewing materials are left out and covered with a fine layer of dust]

Hello! That didn't take long. Are you ready?

[hot_mes]

Yeah, I guess. No one else is around, right?

[he's more modest than he looks, and stripping off his shirt in front of anyone except the person planning for it is just...so awkward. Law looks around just to be sure, and then unbuttons his black shirt. Which, yeah, he could stand to get a few new shirts too, but one thing at a time.

There's a lot more than just back tattoos going on here, but he turns as he goes to show off the one on his back, the Heart Pirates mark.]

That's probably better than my sketch. I'm not very good at drawing.

[roseofthetyrells]

No, no one else is here.

[takes a good look at the tattoo and begins sketching]

That, I certainly can do. On a black background. What color would you like the design to be?

[hot_mes]

[just hoping no one walks in and gets a look at him shirtless while she sketches. That couldn't possibly be taken the wrong way at all.]

If you can...yellow? I have...had...a coat with it in yellow.

I would give you something in return, but I don't have anything. Even my medical work, I'm doing free of charge.

[roseofthetyrells]

[no one's exactly been beating down her door, they should be fine]

I'm sure I can get yellow. If it's not already here, I suppose I can make a teensy deal with Delight to get some.

It's all right. We're friends. You don't need to pay me.

[hot_mes]

[friends, huh? good thing his back is to her, because Law blushes very briefly. He doesn't usually have those.]

If it's too much, I'll make the deal. Do you have it, yet? [can he put his shirt back on now?]

[roseofthetyrells]

[neither does Marg, to be honest]

No, I wouldn't want you to have to do that. Apparently, all I have to do is share a pleasant memory with Delight. I even get to keep the memory. I can manage that much. And yes, I have it. Thank you.

[yes, he may]

[hot_mes]

[back to the button-up. Hopefully she got some entertainment, at least, from the metric assload of tattoos.]

I appreciate it. I'll have to owe you a favor of some kind. I usually get my jackets custom-made as it is, this is smaller in comparison.

[roseofthetyrells]

[she did. they don't have tattoos in Westeros]

All right, a favor. That seems like a decent trade to me.

[hot_mes]

[even more lame, the ones on his shoulders match the heart on the side of his shirt. Look, he's not the most creative person ever...]

Around here, a favor could be the difference between life and death. Make sure to make it count, when you call it in.

[roseofthetyrells]

[well, she thought they were very interesting?]

I will. With any luck, I won't need to use it for a long time.

[hot_mes]

Maybe so. [with a quick nod] Let me know what comes of it. I've got to get back to the clinic.

[roseofthetyrells]

I'll get it done as soon as I can get the fabric. I hope you have a good day at the clinic.