[Video] Fashion Disaster

[vivelavenir]

[In light of all this... mess, really, going on with everyone's minds (it did seem to be contagious), perhaps now was not the time to explore new things. Perhaps now was the time to really hold in place what one's personality ought to be, and to cling to it.

Despite that, Jehan and Courfeyrac have decided upon now to finally take the foray into modern fashion. Jehan can't say he's thrilled with the result, but the clothing items they have lifted from the Cyllene at least fit... for the most part.

Being rather dismal with technology still, he'd meant to put in a call to Combeferre, whom he thought might be amused with the antics (...and might tell them what he planned to do with those dresses, finally.)

Instead, network, have a man in his early twenties, from 1832, in front of the camera wearing a streamlined, white jacket. Which might not have been so bad, if he had not insisted on wearing it with a bright tie, which he had fashioned into a bow around his neck.

Courfeyrac had done... something to his hair, with some form of goo he'd found in one of the bathrooms on the other ship, and he had not liked it. It was sticky. He'd tried to comb it out with his hands, and the result was that it now more-or-less stood straight up, tilted to the side violently, and had frozen like that, as if in shock.]

Is this-- is it recording?

[A pause.

He had no time to be embarrassed. He had a few questions.]

This is absurd. The buttons on these costumes-- they have no button holes, the half of them. Are they meant to connect to nothing?

[In his attempt to figure out why on earth a jacket would have buttons that were only for show, he's fastened two into the same hole, in a few places; with a herculean amount of effort.]

And some of these pockets are stitched shut.

Is all clothing like this, past our day? Do men really wear pants quite so tight; and how do you go about fitting suspenders onto pants that have no buttons in the back?

[He has figured belts... to an extent. As the pants he'd taken sat much lower than he was used to, he'd used the belt to fasten them nearly to his waist, putting it through only one loop and pulling tight. Over the jacket.

The result is more or less a disaster, and he'd readily admit it leaned towards more; the clothes simply didn't make sense.]

Really, I cannot say I imagine I am wearing this... absolutely correctly. But is it made correctly? These are pieces we have found, and I've seen all manner of clothing on board this vessel.

Are such things really comfortable? I can't say they seem useful, exactly...

Are all pockets in the future stitched shut?

[Someone has to ask the Serious Questions, Tranquility.]

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[theshabbiestofmen]

I, um. I don't . . . that isn't . . . how we wear our clothes. Er. I'm from the 1970's, and that's not-- you know-- at all how we wear our clothes. But, er, I don't know about the future.

What happened to your hair?

[vivelavenir]

Perhaps the fashion is slightly altered, in magical communities-?

[But Jehan looks skeptical, as if he's very suspicious of anything to do with clothing from the 1970's, all the same. Not that he gets along with fashion from his own era, mind you.]

Courfeyrac happened to my hair. Luckily, I believe that's only a semi-contagious condition.

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[but_civilization]

[Jehan? Jehan what are you wearing? Just..What? Combeferre is pursing his lips at the screen, totally confused, then cocks his head a little, noting the bizarre buttons and the belt and...all of it.]

I...cannot think that is meant to be normal, no...

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[vivelavenir]

[This from a man who wears dresses, Micheal. Tame your judgmental brow.]

Which part? The pockets?

[Wishful Thinking.]

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[assumedposition]

[Albert is no expert in fashion; he always relied on his friends to tell him what looked good and what didn't. But this... this is in another league entirely.

Albert stares at the screen for a few seconds in surprise, which is all he can manage before desperately trying to cover a burst of uncontrollable laughter with one hand.]

My... my friend!

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[vivelavenir]

[Jehan turned a shade before clearing his throat.]

...Is it very badly done?

[A beat, before,]

And was I supposed to lace or unlace the sleeves?

[What are zippers, and why do sleeves need them. Ugh. It's absurd.]

[sans_evremonde]

[And here is a very horrified looking former aristocrat, simply gaping at the screen before him. What in the...What? He's actually met Jehan, once, but he looked NORMAL then. At this point though? Charles just looks scared by the outfit.]

But...does this even qualify as CLOTHING and not some sort of bizarre COSTUME, monsieur?

[vivelavenir]

[Ah! It is the very alarming man from the kitchens, looking nearly as put-out as Jehan had felt when he'd struck up such an excitable conversation.

Giving a flitting, apologetic smile, he shook his head a little.]

...I could not say? It was all found as it is, but perhaps something was lost in the transfer from the rack to my person.

It can be worn, and so it must be clothing. But at no great advantage to the wearer. Perhaps upon me, it is more as if I am playing at costumes. Your point is fair.

[lecentre]

[Excuse you! He's very certain that this qualifies as clothing... Though, given a pause, Courfeyrac huffs.]

Do a modern man, perhaps this is clothing... As it were, it does seem that we appear to be masquerading as such men in this. Regardless, monsieur, I am certain it qualifies as clothing to someone. It must, for we found it in a closet.

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[lecentre]

If you wouldn't wear the cravate... It would be considerably better...

[Courfeyrac doesn't look much better, to be perfectly honest. He's wearing a black jacket similar to Jehan's, and none of that junk in his hair... And he's moving over to fuss over his hair some more.]

[vivelavenir]

[Jehan turns an eye on him, with an upturned brow that is the consequence of too much time spent with Combeferre.]

It is the only piece I am inclined to. Also, that is what you remarked about my hair; that it would make the overall look better, if I remember properly. I pose to you; has it?

[And he is only letting Courfeyrac fuss about it because he is sure it is too solid now at this point to be made much worse.]

[majestyofthethrone]

What happened to you?

[vivelavenir]

[And though he knows by now that he does not have to, he switches to text to match her.]

Fashion, apparently.

It is not a good look, I have been informed. Does it not look modern in the least, Mademoiselle? A little, even?

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[dino_zarf]

[Wash is hardly one to comment on anyone else's clothing, given that he is sporting an obnoxious Hawaiian shirt over his baggy jumpsuit.]

They keep pockets useful on work clothes. Need 'em for tools.

[vivelavenir]

I see. So these are the clothes of-- a gentleman, maybe? Or, a politician?

[He's trying to think of society's least useful positions, that would little require tools.]

[gardienne]

[Eponine lets out a loud, hoarse cackle of laughter when she sees Jehan's post]

Monsieur, you are as good as the opera!

[vivelavenir]

[And Jehan turns a very deep shade of red, even as he smiles a little into his mottled collar.]

You do not mince your words, Eponine.

Is it really so ridiculous?

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[eastcoast]

[ he cracks a smile and lets out a light laugh, amused but not mocking. subconsciously, he straightens his own leather jacket. ]

I wouldn't call them normal, but then I'm from a time before giant spaceships and psychic communication.

[ a beat. if the gang heard him giving fashion tips, they'd laugh him out of the house, but he does gel his hair back sometimes — ]

As for the gel, uh, you might need to shower and start from square one. Also, less is more. [ if Johnny or Paige ever hear about this, they'll never let it go. ]

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[vivelavenir]

[And here, Jehan's brow is furrowing, because it... it certainly looks very much like Enjolras, but the hair--

And the accent really, though the voice is somehow. Rather just as he knew it to be.]

That... would certainly make us a like pair, in terms of timing.

[He cannot help but stare, which may be as unlike him as you please but... it is uncanny. He is not wholly convinced that this isn't Enjolras; but the change of his own style is a jolt for him, if it were.]

You... I'm sorry. I must ask it. You are not... no, you aren't-- that is.

[All right. Either Enjolras is having a joke at his expense, or he is beginning to look exceptionally daft now towards a stranger.]

Enjolras? But you aren't, are you? It's just; well, it's very shocking. I'm sorry, excuse me. I surely sound mad. You look... very much like a friend of mine.

[A little flustered, he added quickly,] Thank you for the tip, as to the gel. But I intend to avoid all future interaction with it.

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[faithfulservant]

[Javert can't help but raise an eyebrow at this post.]

It looks like you got dressed in the dark. Loose the cravate and the jacket would be a little better...

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[vivelavenir]

[Colour shot through Jehan's countenance within a moment.

He really had not expected--

Well.]

By lamplight, I assure you...

I'm afraid the cravat is the only element I'm somewhat fond of, in the ensemble.

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[lecentre]

[He does not mean to laugh as loudly as he does... Oh Monsieur l'Inspecteur, he had heard you were on board.... But he hardly believed to come across you first like this. Grinning from ear to ear, he really cannot help but to agree.]

A man of fashion you are, Monsieur! I had not imagined you as such! I have fixed the way the cravate has been fashioned for now, knowing very well that he would not care to lose it.

[tinytactician]

[Very very serious frowny face.]

I think...you are doing it...wrong.

[vivelavenir]

[Well that. Certainly sums things up, doesn't it?]

...I believe you may be correct.

Might you have some advice on how to-- fix it?

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[unaccepted]

[ Grantaire has figured out how to use the video function properly by now, and it is not too close to or too far from his face. As such, Jehan has a very good view of his critical look: eyebrows furrowed (though that may be more from a headache), eyes narrowed, a hand on his chin.

He does not look amused in the least, and says in a serious tone: ] I would say that looks proper, my friend. Why do you doubt yourself? Those are the clothes of the future! I have seen pictures in those records the library keeps--you are a pioneer in my vision!

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[vivelavenir]

[This earns; in addition to the usual and highly predictable colouration; a slightly upturned brow. Gravity is having an overall upward effect in general this evening, so why not embrace it.

Voice passive and lean welcoming, even as his mouth looked just a little pinched:]

Is your vision not somewhat blurred, on this evening, my friend? I doubt my own effect; this is perhaps the costume of a playhouse-goer, but surely not a pioneer. But... well.

Does it actually resemble any such photos that you have seen? [He doubts it. He's aware that he's being teased, of course; he isn't daft. But Grantaire does have a good bit of intelligence about him, and if he'd had curiosity enough to poke around the library, perhaps under the layers of put-on seriousness, there might be something truly useful to Jehan's cause tonight.]

I am trying to figure out where I have gone wrong. Other than, summarily: 'everywhere'.