Thrift Shop Threads
Mar. 25th, 2013 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
notjustafaceThe jobs were sort of an accident, probably one Hannibal intended all along given it made life on the run all the more difficult. It certainly wasn't Face's first choice of ways to scratch together a little bit of cash.
And it was a little. A very depressing little.
Little enough that a cover ID requiring a decent suit under rack price - far under rack price.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," he shakes his head - staring at the thrift store's hand-lettered sign. "Clothes come here to die."
And it was a little. A very depressing little.
Little enough that a cover ID requiring a decent suit under rack price - far under rack price.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," he shakes his head - staring at the thrift store's hand-lettered sign. "Clothes come here to die."
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Date: 2013-03-26 04:49 am (UTC)"Need to take it in a little at the waist and probably drop the hem an inch. Any weird pulls or anything?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:05 am (UTC)He looks closely for anything out of the ordinary. (And yeah, maybe a little staring.)
"Looks good."
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:13 am (UTC)"Right... well... let me get out of these pants and then we can talk about a shirt and maybe a five-dollar watch."
He chuckles softly, leaning in to brush a kiss against his cheek in the close quarters.
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:17 am (UTC)"Think most of the watches they got are made of plastic, but maybe we'll find somethin' decent."
He gives him a pat on the butt in passing. "I'll let you get changed."
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:20 am (UTC)Teasing is a reflex, Murdock... embrace the reflex.
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:25 am (UTC)He leans in close and whispers: "Later, babe."
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:36 am (UTC)"Way to kill a man's dreams..." he whispers back, stealing a small kiss.
"Go on, go find something cute we can name Wiggles."
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:42 am (UTC)He leaves the dressing room, leaving Face to collect himself.
"How attached are you to that name, 'cause I was thinkin' something more along the lines of Petunia."
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:49 am (UTC)"Don't I get to name one?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-26 05:57 am (UTC)"Shirt first, white - buttons... show me the way, oh thrift master."
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Date: 2013-03-26 06:07 am (UTC)"Anything in particular you're lookin' for?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 06:11 am (UTC)"Like this." It's not so bad, clearing objectives.
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Date: 2013-03-26 06:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-26 06:50 am (UTC)His eyes sweep over to the next rack over - jeans and shorts; "You need any gear?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:08 am (UTC)"Yeah... probably should."
He hates trying on clothes.
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:16 am (UTC)"Come on, we've got a van now... may as well put some of that storage space to use when we're between crash pads."
He braces one hand against the small of Murdock's back for a brief moment, guiding him before slipping back to a more neutral public stance.
"I'm gonna go look at ties."
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:26 am (UTC)He idly thumbs through the racks looking for his size, pausing at one particularly rhinestone-encrusted pair.
"Who wears this stuff..."
He may be eccentric, but he's not eccentric enough for back pocket bedazzling.
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:36 am (UTC)Face is doing even worse, flipping through multi-colored monstrosities for the one least likely to give people seizures and maybe make him look a little more like the average white collar suit type.
"Navy and orange? Really? Do people actually think that's okay?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:46 am (UTC)"Yeah, even I know that's not okay," he calls over.
He picks out a few of the least 80s-throwback-acidwashed pairs. "Gonna go look at t-shirts now."
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Date: 2013-03-26 07:55 am (UTC)Selecting a basic black tie from the Mormon collection, he heads back toward the fitting rooms to check on Murdock - and maybe get a second shot at a little forbidden touching - when he saw the pink... thing... shoved between a stack of VHS workout tapes and Disco's Greatest Hits on LP.
Now that is a Wiggles if there ever was one.
"Ooooh, Murdock..." he grins, snatching it off the shelf and taking the last few quick steps toward the curtain before popping his head in the one Murdock had disappeared behind. "Nice shorts."
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:00 am (UTC)He doesn't exactly sound all that annoyed.
"Whatcha got?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:05 am (UTC)"Wiggles just wanted a little peek before the promised main event."
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:14 am (UTC)He looks Wiggles in her freakishly large blue plastic eyes before reaching out to pat her plush little head.
"Hello there."
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:21 am (UTC)"I was just minding my own business when she poked right out at me and demanded to meet someone very special."
He flashes a warm smile; "And you're about as special as they come, baby."
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