8928/Newer Shoes

Newer Shoes
Date of Scene:	23 August 2019
Location:	Red Hook Shopping Mall, Red Hook
Synopsis:	Fiona and Rave meet up shopping. Shoes and clothes are bought
Cast of Characters:	Rave, Fiona Glenanne

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Rave has posed:
Here in Gotham, there was plenty of problems, plenty of crime and plenty of trials out there...but there was also the Red Hook Shopping mall and all of their fancy high-end fashion stores. It wasn't exactly club wear, it wasn't exactly stuff for running her way across the country in either. Even so, the 'bluenette' wasn't without the appeal of a designer dress and a pair of shoes...

Currently, the speedster was wrapped in a skirt, a pair of healed books and wore a leather jacket over a tank as deep and blue as her hair. Humming to herself, the girl was getting a few odd looks for her appearance while she made her way along the display.

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fiona Glenanne's been lured out here from her home in Holland Township, the lure of shoes and shiny, fancy clothing. She's wearing her usual clothing, a salmon color blouse, off of one shoulder with an embroidered neckline, jeans and her ankle boots with a Hermes watch on her left wrist. She could use fancy shoes and shiny clothing...as she strides in looking for...anything like that. She's got her hair tied back in a ponytail for this trip.

Fi's a few feet over from Rave making her way down the display in the opposite direction, looking from thing to shiny thing on the display, Fi looks up and sees Rave. "Oh, hey" she calls and steps to the side, her accent New York as Fi smiles. "Please, go ahead, I'll follow you if it's okay" Fi says with a smile looking around, then back to the display as she studies it again then smiles. Red Hook mall isn't Fiona's main shopping haunt, but....she's out here for shoes, clothes and....and....things. Things for Fiona's apartment.

Rave has posed:
There was no tradecraft that motivated Rave's choices, no spying or infiltration. She'd simply decided that stuff looked good, and while she had worked to deliberately be more recognizable in certain circles she still quite happy to indulge in the idea of looking a little more high-class at least once. She just had to find something that matched or enhanced her hair and eyes, right?

Blinking a little, the woman looks over her shoulder and tilts her head. "Oh uh, thanks..." she offers, folding her arms under her bust and stepping sidelong to allow Fi to move along before her eyes flick back to a particular pair of heels. "Impractical, but they certainly make statement, huh?"

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi smiles and follows Rave's gaze to the heels, her eyes lighting up at the high class shoes. Sure, they won't work for her, but they can sit in her closet and look good. "Impractical unless you like teetering on heels" she says with a look from Rave, to the heels. "Sorry I don't see you in those heels. But..." she adds stepping to the side, down the display, pulling out a pair of if anything, flashier heels. "Embroidered heels?" Fi asks, setting them back on the display again. Looking back to Rave, Fiona clicks her fingers and has spied a pair of jeans. Holding them up, Fiona inspects them and doesn't say anything for a moment, before folding them in on themselves. "Those heels you were looking at? They make a statement, the statement of 'I've too much money to care'" she says doing the air quote thing with her fingers with a giggle. "See" Fi smirks, "See, I'm looking for practical shoes, the sort of stuff that's useful, right?" Fi says, eyes Sparkling as she takes in all the high class things she could get her hands on, money's not really a problem for Fiona. She's...not exactly a law abiding citizen all the time.

Rave has posed:
     "I'm not really someone for that sort of thing," Rave admits, giving a little laugh at the impractical item before them. "More a trainers or boots sort of girl." The flashier heels have her grinning, shrugging lightly and then looking down the length of the display. "Ordinarily I'd go for something like a pair of cute boots or whatever, maybe with a little heel but..." she glances to Fi and returns the smile with a grin of her own. "I mean, everyone deserves their own little irresponsible thing now and then, right?"

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"You mean you're actually not a woman who likes to see how tall her heels can get?" Fi asks with a mock gasp and hand on her chest. "I'm amazed. I thought they were a myth" she adds lowering her hand. "Boots are good. You ever come across those trail running boots with heels?" she asks, then glances over her shoulder. "Hold that thought" she says and dashes off to get boots to illustrate her point. Or she would...if she didn't come back with several boxes of shoes. "Okay, so I got distracted. What's the big deal?" Fi asks innocently, "These" she says pointing to the trail running boots, "Are what I was meaning. This lot" she adds patting the boxes. "I saw and thought ooh, I'll have those shoees for my collection, too" she says, enthusiastic over shoes. This is going to cost, but in her line of work....she can make that back in one or two sales, really. Fi shakes her head at the jacket she considered, though she waves over to the display rack with the jackets on as if dismissing them entirely.

Rave has posed:
"I mean, when you're five-foot-three you sometime wish for a little more height. So you're not staring at chests, necks and chins all day. But y'know, you don't see much if you land on your face." A little laugh, the woman watches Fi's rapid departure. It might be slow to a speedster, but there was no missing the enthusiastic step....then again, her taste wasn't bad either. "Oh huh...those are neat. I might even have the right skirt to go with that, or another dress...or I could get a new one..."

Of course, Rave's funds weren't quite so flush as Fi's, even with her musical talents! "Man. This -will- cost."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"You don't see much if you break your neck too" Fi adds with a smirk. "Yeah I'm five foot three, what about it?" she points out, arms folded over her chest as she tilts her head, her temper there then her temper fades as she's opening boxes, setting them between the two women as Fi silently admires all the shoes. /All/ the shoes she's picked out. Then again, if Rave wants any of them, Fi's set the box down, all she has to do is take it and Fi won't object. She explains this and dashes off again, enthusiasm radiating from her as Fiona comes back with a jean/jacket combo, looking at it then shakes her head. "I need a basket for all this don't I?" Fi asks. "Oh well, it'll make me look good and be easy to wear, you know?" Fi adds with a smile. She looks amused. Shopping, as well as shooting things and making things go bang, is one of Fi's favored pastimes...