11131/Cat talk with White Persian Cat

Cat talk with White Persian Cat
Date of Scene:	27 February 2020
Location:	Ivory's studio apartment
Synopsis:	Saoirse conducts a surprise interview of Ivory!
Cast of Characters:	Saoirse Flynn, Ivory

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Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse is certainly not your everyday blogger. For one, she has 5 subscribers on her facebook page which is linked to 'Soulful things with Saoirse' She has arrived with a pen and paper and glasses (which she doesn't need) which make her look/feel 'smart'. She floats..yes, that's floats outside the door with her marshmallow 'Ultra Puff' tee, a denim jacket, and a snug hip-hugging pair of black leggings with a blue skirt draping down to her knees. And of course blue shoes with bright pink laces.

Did she make an appointment? No. Does she know much about fashion? Probably not. Did she hear about the designer from one of the many food delivery people when they picked up her order and then followed them to the building? May..probably? She's given a good hour so any foodstuffs could be consumed..and she got hungry, so maybe that's more like an hour and a half while she had a burger and fries nearby. Those fries were fresh-cut, natural skin on! Oh, so yum! She might've gotten lost, and spent another 15-20 minutes remembering where she was exactly and then..oh, yes, so about 2hrs after she was here! No time like to strike when the iron is hot!

Or..well, she could get another snack. Oh right! She takes out a mint container, pops one into her mouth, puts it back into her jacket then fluffs her hair. Hmmn. Not enough fluff. Fluffing it more, oooh, why won't you fluff fuffier? There..there. She thinks it's probably just right..though it's really more 'I just stepped out of a windtunnel' look. That's right, its way, way overfluffed. As she floats there, about 6 inches from the floor she licks her lips. Oooh, some salt from the fries from earlier. Yum! Okay..she's ready now...out goes her hand and..knock, knock, knock.

Ivory has posed:
    While the small studio apartment has a working bell, it seems that nobody bothers to use said bell these days. No, they just knock the door. Good thing is, that it isn't too late in the evening or Ivory might already be on the stalk for some night amusement. Instead, they were working on getting some shipments organised, because flu season did do a havoc upon some suppliers. So luckily for the floating teen, there was somebody home and stood up to open the door. Without checking the door spy.

    When the door opens, Ivory is in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, no scarf on like outside usually. "Yes?" they ask, eying the disshelved hair and then the floating.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse yelps a bit as Ivory opens the door, somewhat startled and thrown off what little game she had. "H..Hi!" Pointing at herself she introduces "I'm Saoirse Flynn! I've started writing a blog and I'm looking for interesting people to write about. I got a hot tip from a source that you were a designer making clothes and..designy-things. And I thought that was just the kind of thing I should see about writing about! So I I followed the delivery driver out here and..boop, here we are!"

Ivory has posed:
    "Uh... ok, let me get that straight... you are starting out a blog and you tracked me down by following my chinese delivery? You do know that I have a phone number on my web-shop to call, right?" Ivory asks somewhat amused, but still standing in the door. "At least you got dedication it seems. Do you know my style? I mean, do you want to write about my nieche?"

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse quirks her head to the right "What do you mean by straight? If you mean sexually then not really, I've only ever had the one romantic interest so I was effectively lesbian, but we aren't together anymore so I suppose I could be heterosexual, or straight. I'm not really sure. If you mean by direction..um..it wasn't really straight getting here, there were a lot of twists and turns, but there was a lot of traffic so I was able to keep up."

She shakes her head "You do? Oh, well that would've been a lot more convienent." She pauses a moment "You're style? Um...You make clothes, and you sell those clothes to people to make a profit, in which you use for this apartment to dwell in with. Probably single considering the size of the garbage and the level it is filled up since the garbage would have been emptied 3.652 days ago on this particular route."

She looks lost a moment...yup, the Irish-accented girl is completely extroverted, and you can see every little thought, feeling, and emotion flow throuh the features of her face. "What's a nieche? Oh, do you live with your neice? Is it a family business?"

Ivory has posed:
Ivory blinks at the almost confession and stuff. "Uh, to get thing sstraight means to try to sort out the story and all, but I guess you are not a big for metaphors. Let me guess, your first interview? wait, did you just admit that you went through the trash of the building I don't live in alone? No I don't have any family aroung, nieche as in nieche market. White Persian Cat is specialized on a particular style, though some people outside of that do buy the stuff."

    A couple moments they stand there, trying to decide if that was just an awkward teen or a psycho looking for a victim, finally sighing and waving her in. "Come on in, take a seat. Tea or coffe?" There's a sofa, some hangers of clothing lining the wall, and a pride flag tossed over a chair. And lots of papers and a laptop on the table. They had been working.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse looks confused "Then why didn't you just say that instead?" There isn't an admonishment, she just doesn't understand why someone wouldn't state their direct intent. "I'm told I am a literal non-linear thinker." Floating slowly in she point at her glasses "I don't need these, I just wore them because I think glasses make people look and feel smarter. I feel smart in them, but if they are kind of intimidating I can take them off okay? Because I don't need them for corrective vision."

As they pass the pride flag "Oh, I've seen that flag before. I wonder what nation it's for.." She perks up "Do you have hot cocoa? I have marshmallows in my pocket..oooo, that would be so yummy!" She streches out to lay out 'above' the couch, not touching it, but laying over it in the air instead. "Is White Persian Cat style something that is fluffy, warm, and fun to pet?"

Ivory has posed:
    "I can make some, but it'll take some minutes." Ivory notes as they move to the kitchen after closing the door behind them. "And my label is named less afte the fluffyness but... well, you can't see what gender a Persian is usually. That's the style I design for. And that rainbow flag is not a sign of a country but a movement."

    As they talk through the open door from the small kitchen, soon they return with a cup of hot chocolate and a cup of tea for themselves. "So, what you wanna know for your little blog startup?"

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "How many minutes?" She loves when things are neatly defined. "Label..so that's the clothes you make." She writes down audibly "Label = clothes that are made by the designer. Good, off to a good start!"

Flipping upside down she tilts her head to watch Ivory. "So you want to have people dress to hide gender, like androgenous? Androdgemy...andromonoegemy..hm, that one doesn't sound right." She purses her lips in thoughtful thought. "Well..what would be good questions to ask? What kind of person do you design clothing for? Do you prefer making comfy clothes, or fasionable clothes?"

Ivory has posed:
    "Androgynous is the term you look for. I try to avoid gender stereotypes, but I am hardly the first. I mean, in Japan they call such moga after the world war and jendaresu-kei in the early 2000s. And the militarys around the world abolished gendered uniforms for combat roles since they had them outside of the odd Polly Oliver. You see, people get to see you have chest or not and they assume things about you. And I - as well as those I cater - don't like that. We want to be seen as who we are, not as who we seem to be."

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well..I don't know that much about other people's militaries, but I've seen Michelle dressed up in combat outfits. They are usually pretty snug, but that's because she likes to have the appearance of skin I think. Even if it's not skin. I tend to be pretty feminine, I have pretty big hips though. And a hiney, but it's pretty cushy to sit on my tushy, so it's the tushy I've come to respect. It's really nice for sitting on, and it doesn't get as cold as if I didn't have as much, and people can see me easier since I have a wider hip ratio."

She slowly flips back around, still floating above the couch in a laying position though. Pulling out a sealed bag of compressed jumbo-sized Ultra Puff marshmallows. "Did you have someting in your life that made you want to avoid stereotypes for one gender or the other?"

Ivory has posed:
    "I never've seen a snug BDU. They are olive and tan and rather baggy. I mean, you wear some kind of jacket and cargo pants in camouflage and a cap in most military services, but that's besides the point." Ivory notes, reaching for the laptop to open a page to show a few of the typocal Battle Dress Uniforms.

    "Well, if you go through school as the designated outsider because you obviously are different and have no problem 'jumping the fence', then it's only natural you want to help those that can't just wink and swap sides."

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse shakes her head "Well..usually she likes to use a really big sword, like bigger than me. Or cannons, railguns, machine cannons, sometimes she tickles me too. The normal uniforms tend to just get shredded. Though she's not normal military, she's more a contractor. She's worn those before, but it's not usually what she does. She works with anti-super training, forces, and sometimes she works special assignments."

Op, she's confused again! "Oh, so you don't have a problem jumping fences? Well, it's only natural to want to help people, give them a hand over the wall, or maybe give them a rope to help climb up!"

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory chuckles a little as she shakes the head. "Tell me, how many types of gender do you see out there? I mean, expressed gender. And then tell, how many different entries do you think are there for the field sex on a driver's license?"

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well..There is Male, and Female. So there is two then. Um..let's see, I think there's options for Male, and Female, so that's two as well." She holds out her fingers with two up "So the answer is two! Two choices! Did I get it right?"

Ivory has posed:
Ivory chuckles and shakes the head. "Well, for gender there's more. You could be born as either sex and think of yourself as having the other gender. That's transsexual. Or you think of yourself as neither of the two, that's intersexual. But on the license? Well, usually there is 2, unless you are from one of the few countries that allow to take a third option, X or U, like Canada or Californa. that's, unless you're me." With the last, they pull out their own driver's license, which has an entry of either under sex. Yes, either. Not unspecified U/X.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well..I haven't done a lot of exploring. I've been with the one girl, I haven't been with any guys, but I'm pretty sure there's just male and female. Things are a little fuzzy but I'm pretty sure in school that's what they said too. Though some of the things Sierra looked at I'm not so sure, I could see why you'd be confused! People can be who they want to be, but the classification is either male or female. That's what the classification is. Until other classifications are made nationwide I don't know if those can be accepted." She peers over at the driver's license. "Oooooooooooooooooo" she moves over to touch the license, specifically over the different code. "It really /is/ a new classification...so many new possibilities to classify...ooo, that sounds amazing!"

Ivory has posed:
    "Actually, I am a special case. X or U is for unspecified. People who don't identify as one or the other. I just... don't have that problem. Because I can be one or the other." Ivory notes, winking at Saorise before a tiny ripple seems to wash over them. It's a subtle change. A tiny hint of bone structure in the chin. An Adams apple. The T-shirt falls just a little different in the absence of any chest - not that there had been much before. "Like, it's really just an either for me."

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse pouts "Oh no, I was hoping that I could use it for more classification! Oh!" She reaches out to touch the adam's apple "You've got a something there the wasn't there before. Also did you know your boobs are gone?"

After Ivory explains it "Oh okay, you're aware then. Good, because that would be kind of odd if we had to go looking for them. I don't know where they would have gone!"

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory chuckles a little at the notion of Saoirse about their looks. "Yes, I am more than aware. I mean, it's me, after all. But don't you have other questions?"

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well..as long as you know where they went..then I guess that's okay!" She hmmns. "Okay..well. Let's see. What would people want to know about clothing? Oh, I know!" She exclaims excitedly, the features of her face looking like she has a great idea. "So do you custom cut everyhing to an individual's length then? Or do make regular sizes?"

Ivory has posed:
    "Well, it's not really regular sizes, but I have an adjusted sizing system. One that goes the whole rainbow of sizes, but doesn't differentiate for sex. I mean, sure, there's M and S and L, but they are not directly mapped on the standard sizes one might know, because there's no male and female sizes." Ivory explains. "But yes, I also do customs at time.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well how do you size then, because male sizes and female sizes are quite different, Women's usually have things like 20/22, and Men's have things like S, M, L, XL. So how does your sizing work since it's meant to be gender neutral?"

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory pulls out a chart. "Well, it's simple. I have a chart of length and circumference. Torso length and chest circumference, to be exact. So you look up your measurements along these axis and then get a letter size from it." Yes, there are some dozen letters in it.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse looks over "Oh! So it's like a sizing chart, because Japanese people's feet are typically smaller than American people's feet, so they have different feet sizes! So what do you call your sizing chart then? Androdgisizing?"

Ivory has posed:
    "Yes, kind of like that. But I just call it sizing chart. Well, I refer to it as such, and my webshop does, because why not? 'Please look up your size in the sizing chart' is precise and easy."

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse nods "But make sure you use language that indicates it is not for male or female or there will be confusion in the distintion." She hmmns. "So are there certain colors your like to create with? What gets you in the mood to create different things? When I put together model kits, I like to eat first. Though I like to eat at all kinds of times. Thinks like Marshmallows, and cotton candy, and cereal, and astronaut ice cream, and strawberries, and blueberries, and regular ice cream, and all sorts of different things!"

Ivory has posed:
Ivory chuckles, stretching some. "Well, I like to do my designs in the afternoon, after some late breakfast and before going out. I really like white and black, but I also use other primary and secondary colors a lot. Not so many pastels."

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse nods. "If you had to sum up your designs and your fashion line in 60 characters or less, what would it be?"

Ivory has posed:
Ivory says, "Sixty characters? uh, let me try that... By a cat-person for people that don't want to be judged for who they are.""

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse counts on her fingers as she mouths out the words "Oh! That's just under, that's good!" She tilts her head "Why are cat lovers important to you? And..well, I guess why are you important to others as a cat lover?"

Ivory has posed:
    "hm? Well, I am a cat person, because, well, I am. I named my brand after a type of cat. Why you ask about cat lovers being important to me though?" Ivory asks, eying the floating teen carefully.

Saoirse Flynn has posed:
Saoirse hmmns. "Well..people want to know motivations! If people drink soda, they want to know that it tastes good, what it tastes like. No one ever really covers that it makes you farty, because of the CO2 gas that you injest into you. So cats is something important to your process, and people might want to know your process to understand what you are about as a person, as a designer. They like knowing where their fancy clothing came from, and what the designer is about."