Noir had only slightly gotten over his jealousy as they walked. It was better now that he didn’t have to listen to Rango drone on and on. A sudden fire was burning inside of him now. He HAD to prove to be wayyy more useful than that Rango guy! Yeah! He would carry all of Jeanne’s shopping bags, help her find the best deal for whatever she’s getting, maybe buy her a drink just to cool her down, escort her back to the hotel- oooo, were there flowers here?? He was smiling at all of his ideas now. Just the thought of making Jeanne grin was making him giddy! Noir had to shake his head a few times to clear his thoughts to focus and looked up at Jeanne.
“So, what all were you looking for?”
Jeanne gave a chuckle. Noir's motivation just to be with her was endearing. Was it just because she was a woman? Probably, but it was still endearing nonetheless. "Well really I just need to get some parts and metal for my inventions." she says as she gets out her notepad. "Shouldn't take us too long."
In truth, it didn't take long at all. They just needed to get to Gin's shop, which took a bit longer than she expected. The town wasn't the most confusing place, but they didn't exactly get directions from Hennessy. She couldn't get everything that she wanted from her list. Mostly due to a lack of funds. She did get enough to upgrade her current weapon and maybe start on her next one, but probably not anything past the prototype phase. She would let out a sigh as she looked at the meager haul. She would definitely need to get with Kirk to iron out a way for the crew to get more income.
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The two were now strolling down the side of the street, browsing the markets and shops. Kirk was surprised to see so much uniqueness, especially in the fashion here. The clothes wouldn’t make them look ridiculous, so that was a big plus. He swarmed to one of the shops with some light weight clothes. Breathable and comfortable, just what they needed.
“Leroy! You think these are good? Which ones do you like?” Good thing that Leroy was coming with him, he got to choose what he wanted to wear! The rest of the crew would get what they get and they wouldn’t throw a fit.
"Ooo!" Leroy said as his eyes practically sparkled. He suddenly grabbed a bunch of clothes. And took to the Changing room.
A few seconds later he exited the Dressing room, His hips swinging lazily from side to side. Attempting to overexagerate a sense of bravado His lips pursed as he talked with a slight wrinkle to his brow.
"How do I look" He wore what looked to be stereotypical cowboy attire. Leather vest unbuttoned, beige colored shirt. A pair of holsters on his hips with large bell-bottom black trousers. The outfit was certainly strange seeing as how he didn't even wear boots but instead wore his sandals.
Kirk stared at him and had to press a hand up to his own mouth to hold back some laughter. It didn’t do much good, considering he was still giggling and snickering, but he tried! “Wow… ehehehe- you look uh… ehehe- you certainly fit the style here! Why are you walking like that? You look goofy” He rolled his eyes again before starting to pick up some shirts from the rack he was at, each varying in sizes and colors.
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“You could’ve at least put boots on top to complete the look!”
"Just showing off!" He said as he rested on one of his hips and tipped the hat. "Maybe it is a bit much after all" He said looking at the sandals.
He then went back into the changing room and got back into his normal clothes before setting down the clothes randomly somewhere in the store. He then picked up some linen shirts that tied at the v neck and were short-sleeved. Then picked up some pants that were shorter than pants but wrapped around the calf. Then picked up some actual shorts that seemed to be frayed in fur at the edges.
A lot of the Clothes were either baisc, or fit his style. His style of being literally anything. A very free style you could say. As long as he could stretch freely and be mobile in them. He'd wear it.
“Yeah, a little too much.” Kirk agreed with a giggle before turning back to the clothes as Leroy got changed again. He got colors and sizes he though each respective crew member would actually like and wear. He gave up on trying to find shirts for Kále, so he mainly just got him some thin pants and a few light and random shirts so he wouldn’t get sunburnt or something. Jeanne was getting a few good shirt and pants she could work in or lounge in, and Noir was getting button ups (since he seemed to be such a stickler about them).
After approving what Leroy had chosen, Kirk grinned at him. “You think the crew would like these? If they complain then I’m sending them to get their own refunds and buy their own clothes. I think I got everything, too. We should be good! Here, let me have your clothes, I’ll go buy ‘em.”
"Hey if you got any good ideas for clothes for me, you can pick some up as well. You seem like you've got a good eye for fashion" He said as he turned on his heels and handed over his clothes and walked behind kirk. Looking at the rest of the store
“Hmmm… I did see a few.. let me look.” Kirk looked Leroy up and down before going to work, looking at a few outfits. “Do you think we need anything else for the ship? I don’t know what else we would need.. I want to wait for Noir to start figuring out stuff for food.”
"I think Jeanne has got all that figured out while she's out shopping. I'm sure Noir will pick some stuff out and load the Ship up tonight."
“Then, I say we’ll be good for the night! I wonder if there’s any tourist attractions or something around here. Those mountains look interesting!” Kirk glanced outside before going right ahead to the cashier and buying all of the clothes they needed.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I kinda doubt it, Henessey said that most avoid this place."
“Guess so.” Kirk said, shrugging. Soon enough, they were walking out of the store. The navigator was holding the few bags full of clothes and was trying to block the sun with a hand to his brow. He squinted into the distance, looking around the area. “Now, we can either just…head back to the hotel to wait oorrrr… find something to do. What do you think?”
"I don't know. Do you have anything in mind." He said as he had, what almost looked like, an absurd amount of clothing bags on his arms "We could always drop these off at the ship and then see if we can find Jeanne and Noir."
"Actually...We should probably see where Kále is."
Kirk chuckled. “Yeah, I’m sure those two are completely fine, especially with how tough Noir was acting.”
“Let’s just hope Kále didn’t wander off too far, now.” He started to make his way back to the docks, also on board with dropping off the bags. It would be a waste of time if they brought it back to the inn.