The Robe
Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 6:17 amMoswen is the blond with tiger striping. He's Awh'anise and a Shal-hazal, which is somebody who can enter another person's dreams. He is from my novel Balancing Karma, which is currently a free read on my LJ (http://id-locke.livejournal.com/13962.html).
Haniel is the one with pink hair and is 3/4 demon and 1/4 human. He is from the Blind Desire world (a novel available for purchase from Torquere Press) but there are free read stories on my LJ featuring Haniel (http://id-locke.livejournal.com/4358.html).
Jaiseki is Moswen's son. He's 1/2 Awh'aise, 1/4 Vylfian and 1/4 Naemo. he's from my novella Enchanted Shadows, which is currently a free read on my LJ (http://id-locke.livejournal.com/2011/08/01/).
Formal Shal-hazal robes are... gaudy, heavy (they weigh 15 pounds), fugly and basically look like a craft aisle threw up on them. Every Shal-hazal hates them and many make noise about changing them to something less eye watering, but it never happens. Fashion challenged Haniel wears what he likes and what he thinks looks good and it's often stuff that clashes or patterns that should NEVER go together. This photostory is what happens when Haniel sees Moswen in his formal Shal-hazal robes for the first time.
Haniel: Hey, Moswen. How come you're in your underwear?
Moswen: *distracted by Haniel's hideous clothing combination* Huh?
Haniel: I mean it's kinda cool in a shiny caveman deal. How do you keep it from riding up your butt?
Moswen: *snickers* Don't wear them longer than necessary. And they're not underwear. It's part of my... uniform as a Shal-hazal. I need to go to work so....
Haniel: You get to go to work in your underwear? Wicked. *grins*
Moswen: *picks up robe & shudders* No, I... never mind.
Haniel: What's that? It's really sparklie.
Moswen: This is my formal Shal-hazal robe. And yeah, it's really sparklie. *grimaces & shrugs into robe*
Haniel: *awed tone* Whoa. Dude.
Moswen: *mutters* He's gonna ask to borrow it and I'm gonna have to tell him no. Damn, I hate saying no to the kid. At least he doesn't look like he's 6 years old. That'd be way worse.
Haniel: ....
Moswen: Haniel? You okay?
Haniel: Yeaaaah. Ummm, Moswen? Momma Quinlin says that if you can't say something nice you keep your f-ing mouth shut, but I've gotta be honest with you. That is the ugliest thing I've ever seen in my whole life. Did you do something really bad and they're making you wear that as punishment?
Moswen: *stares in shock* You mean you don't want to borrow it? You don't like it?
Haniel: *shakes head vigorously* Nuh uh. That is really, really awful. I can't even make that look good and I can make almost anything look good.
Moswen: *grins* Fair enough. I have to go. I'll see you later, Haniel. *vanishes*
Jaiseki: Hey, Haniel, you seen my Sha around? My dad was looking for him.
Haniel: He just left. He said he had to go to work. Hey, have you seen those robes Moswen has?
Jaiseki: Yeah, sure. Lots of times, why?
Haniel: Does he really have to wear those on purpose like?
Jaiseki: If he's on official business, yeah. Why? Did you like them or something? *smothers a giggle*
Haniel: Hell no. Those were the fugliest things I've ever seen. Weird. Moswen asked me the same thing. Is that some sort of Awh'anise joke I'm not getting?
Jaiseki: *surprised* Really? You didn't think they were... cool or something?
Haniel: Hell no. What I'm wearing right now is cool. Moswen's robes... not so much. it's like every tacky thing in the universe stopped by and puked on them.
Jaiseki: *eyes Haniel's outfit* Ummm... okay.
Haniel: Hey! I could totally loan you my hat. It'd go great with that dress thingie you're wearing. You know, jazz up your outfit a little.
Jaiseki: No, thank you, Haniel. I'm happy with the way I look.
Haniel: Okay, but if you change your mind, I'm okay with sharing my stuff.
Haniel is the one with pink hair and is 3/4 demon and 1/4 human. He is from the Blind Desire world (a novel available for purchase from Torquere Press) but there are free read stories on my LJ featuring Haniel (http://id-locke.livejournal.com/4358.html).
Jaiseki is Moswen's son. He's 1/2 Awh'aise, 1/4 Vylfian and 1/4 Naemo. he's from my novella Enchanted Shadows, which is currently a free read on my LJ (http://id-locke.livejournal.com/2011/08/01/).
Formal Shal-hazal robes are... gaudy, heavy (they weigh 15 pounds), fugly and basically look like a craft aisle threw up on them. Every Shal-hazal hates them and many make noise about changing them to something less eye watering, but it never happens. Fashion challenged Haniel wears what he likes and what he thinks looks good and it's often stuff that clashes or patterns that should NEVER go together. This photostory is what happens when Haniel sees Moswen in his formal Shal-hazal robes for the first time.
Haniel: Hey, Moswen. How come you're in your underwear?
Moswen: *distracted by Haniel's hideous clothing combination* Huh?
Haniel: I mean it's kinda cool in a shiny caveman deal. How do you keep it from riding up your butt?
Moswen: *snickers* Don't wear them longer than necessary. And they're not underwear. It's part of my... uniform as a Shal-hazal. I need to go to work so....
Haniel: You get to go to work in your underwear? Wicked. *grins*
Moswen: *picks up robe & shudders* No, I... never mind.
Haniel: What's that? It's really sparklie.
Moswen: This is my formal Shal-hazal robe. And yeah, it's really sparklie. *grimaces & shrugs into robe*
Haniel: *awed tone* Whoa. Dude.
Moswen: *mutters* He's gonna ask to borrow it and I'm gonna have to tell him no. Damn, I hate saying no to the kid. At least he doesn't look like he's 6 years old. That'd be way worse.
Haniel: ....
Moswen: Haniel? You okay?
Haniel: Yeaaaah. Ummm, Moswen? Momma Quinlin says that if you can't say something nice you keep your f-ing mouth shut, but I've gotta be honest with you. That is the ugliest thing I've ever seen in my whole life. Did you do something really bad and they're making you wear that as punishment?
Moswen: *stares in shock* You mean you don't want to borrow it? You don't like it?
Haniel: *shakes head vigorously* Nuh uh. That is really, really awful. I can't even make that look good and I can make almost anything look good.
Moswen: *grins* Fair enough. I have to go. I'll see you later, Haniel. *vanishes*
Jaiseki: Hey, Haniel, you seen my Sha around? My dad was looking for him.
Haniel: He just left. He said he had to go to work. Hey, have you seen those robes Moswen has?
Jaiseki: Yeah, sure. Lots of times, why?
Haniel: Does he really have to wear those on purpose like?
Jaiseki: If he's on official business, yeah. Why? Did you like them or something? *smothers a giggle*
Haniel: Hell no. Those were the fugliest things I've ever seen. Weird. Moswen asked me the same thing. Is that some sort of Awh'anise joke I'm not getting?
Jaiseki: *surprised* Really? You didn't think they were... cool or something?
Haniel: Hell no. What I'm wearing right now is cool. Moswen's robes... not so much. it's like every tacky thing in the universe stopped by and puked on them.
Jaiseki: *eyes Haniel's outfit* Ummm... okay.
Haniel: Hey! I could totally loan you my hat. It'd go great with that dress thingie you're wearing. You know, jazz up your outfit a little.
Jaiseki: No, thank you, Haniel. I'm happy with the way I look.
Haniel: Okay, but if you change your mind, I'm okay with sharing my stuff.
