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[Darth Draugr]

Taris, Sith Space, 1215 Hours

After weeks of asking to go to the mall with him, Draugr finally agreed to go shopping with his apprentice Senin. Draugr allowed for Senin to invite Malou to tag along. She was masterless now and on her own. The Zabrak did not wish to have her under his guidance but he did know that she would feel better having a friend around. So from what she mentioned Senin was her friend again, and this would be fun for them. Even if it were torture for Draugr.

Arriving at the Mall of Taris would be the trio of Sith looking to buy some new clothes or accessories or even just nice things. They were here to blow some credits and have fun. Draugr would be dressed in some relaxed clothing for the sake of not being noticed as a Sith Lord immediately. Today he would just have a day to relax with his apprentice and his acquaintance.

"Alright I have not done this much before. Maybe you two should lead the way."

The Zabrak would motion his hand out in front of him as he walked forward through the mall with the other two Sith. It was time to loosen up and see what the galaxy has to offer other than mass murder and war.

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[Senin Ravelo]

When Senin asked Xeno to go to the mall with him, he never thought that the Zabrak would accept the invitation. After the first time that he did it, the Acolyte had continued to ask his Master about it whenever the opportunity appeared. At this point, it had become a joke between them. More for the G’weneen, because he doubted that Xeno knew what humor was.

However, to his surprise, Xeno had accepted his invitation the last time that he asked for it. He even allowed the Acolyte to invite Malou to participate in what could only be considered a historical moment. Finally Darth Draugr was going to a mall, a real one. Senin obviously invited the Miralukan, after all she was going to be the witness of this event. This way she would confirm it when he talked to the other Sith.

Dressed in a nice outfit, Senin arrived with his Master and Malou at the largest mall of Taris. According to Xeno, they were there to blow many credits. This made the G’weneen non stop smiling. He was really in need of some makeup and clothes. If the Zabrak was offering to pay for it, he would happily accept the offer.

The Acolyte hummed, while bringing his right hand to his chin, giving the impression that he was in deep thought. “I think that we could start by buying some clothes. Mestre, you could really use some modern ones.” while the Zabrak was well dressed at the moment, it was only because Senin had given to him what he was wearing. They could buy more clothes to his Master and teach him how he should choose.

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[Malou D'Amaris]

"Senin's right. You look like you walked out of a historic exhibit," Malou quipped with an amused smirk. The woman hadn't expected to end up on Taris again, nor did she expect that she would be wandering the hallways of one of many malls on this ecumenopolis planet. She'd accepted the invitation mainly because she really needed to do something casual and fun like this. Between her master's death and Veles' Wildfire situation, her life had been little but stressful lately.

Malou usually preferred pants over jeans, but she'd gone with a straight-leg fit for today. A shiny, faux-leather jacket covered her shoulders, and she wore a pair of black shiny boots to match it. Her outfit somehow managed to match the other two, though there had been no coordination.

The Miralukan pointed over towards a storefront, a sign which denoted the name as Men's Depot. Past the display windows, they would be able to see a plethora of suits, sweaters, and otherwise modern men's clothing.

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[Darth Draugr]

Senin mentioned clothing. A good option as Draugr does not own much of his own. It was time to change that and it looked like today he would be changing it by a large margin. Malou then went on and pointed out a store already. The Men's Depot. A weird name he thought but it was what it was and the two he brought along would lead him their as they made their way to the store.

"Alright then.. nothing that makes me look foolish though."

He would enter the store to see all sorts of different styled clothing. Most formal others semi casual. It was luxurious for sure though. Something the Zabrak wasn't used to but he trusted the two boujee younger adults to find some nice material he could wear without looking like a complete idiot.

"Also nothing full red, apprently people are blind and think I'm naked when I wear red."

A couple looked back in disgust at his words. He would only pay them a look with his yellow eyes and glare at them. The would immediately turn back and walk away. As he turned back to the others he would simply just wait until he found something he liked. A decent black fedora caught his eye and his decided to look at it and ask what the others thought.

"How about this?"

He'd hit a pose but nothing overboard, just a casual head tilt. As he waited for an answer he would give them different looks.

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[Senin Ravelo]

Senin snorted with Malou’s comment about Xeno’s clothes. He didn’t want to say it, but the Zabrak was really looking like someone that came out of a wardrobe full of hundred years old clothes. Approaching his friend, he whispered to her. “At least he was dressed in a civilized way. The first time that I met him, he only dressed like a tribal guy.”

“Maneiro!The Men’s Depot is really a nice place!” Senin said excitedly, before dashing toward the store. He had visited one of these back in G’wenee and knew that most of the clothes sold there were far different from what his Master used to wear. They were also very expensive, too. Hopefully Xeno would have brought enough credits for that.

When they entered the store, Senin went directly toward the most expensive and revealing clothes. He completely forgot that the reason for being there was to help his Master buy some outfits, and not for him to choose new ones to add to his wardrobe.

He was holding some tight vests made of leather when Xeno asked the opinion about a fedora. Turning his attention to him, Senin stared at his Master with a contemplative face. The hat was nice, but the pose that the Zabrak was doing was a bit disconcerting. He looked so strange tilting his head this way, perhaps because the Acolyte wasn’t used with Xeno doing a normal face and not one that was full of anger. He wanted to laugh because of it.

“I think that it suits you very well. É bem maneiro!” he said to his Master, while trying to ignore the pose that the Zabrak was doing. “Malou, don’t you think that it’s nice?” Senin turned to his friend, trying to not look so much at Xeno.

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[Malou D'Amaris]

Malou frowned at the fedora Draugr had placed upon his head, but said nothing since Senin apparently seemed to approve. She personally found it a bit silly-looking, but whatever. Unfortunately, Senin turned and asked her opinion, so she stated it anyways.

"It looks ridiculous." The Miralukan raised her hand, summoning a cowboy hat from a nearby stand and swapping it with the fedora on Draugr's head. She had no idea what a cowboy hat was doing in a Men's Depot, but it suited her needs. "Better."

He looked even more ridiculous, which was the point and made her lips twitch up into an amused smile. "Cowboy Dragur," she declared. "We could find you some chaps and you'd be a rootin', tootin' cowboy."

Malou leaned in closer to Senin and added in a whisper, "We should find him a nice suit and discourage him looking at the hats."

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[Darth Draugr]

He had received two different answers. One was as expected, the other honest and blunt. He could appreciate the honesty when it came to his question on the the headwear. Though he did not expected Malou to take it off and replace it with a cowby hat of some sort. Then proceed to speak of chaps.

"I am not rootin or tootin in any chaps. Unless it's PBR. Then I need a good belt buckle to go along with the look."

He would take the hat off and set it to the side as he would continue forward looking at the shirts and pants around the store. A couple glances at price tags and he thought to himself how glad he was that he didn't need to worry about credit.

The two would continue to find some clothes he might enjoy or that they would enjoy seeing him dressed in. Either way it helped them grow a stronger bond within the three of them. So he would stand by a mannequin and await the first outfit for testing. Though if it were ridiculous he would refuse. Of course, almost everything was ridiculous in his opinion which is why they were here. Fashion had rules and he needed to understand them.

"Nothin too chaotic you two."

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[Senin Ravelo]

Malou’s sincerity about the fedora made the smile on Senin’s lips disappear. While the hat with the pose was somewhat silly, it wasn’t so terrible, at least in his opinion. In sight of what Xeno used to wear before, it was really an improvement. Perhaps the Acolyte shouldn’t have asked the Miralukan’s opinion.

When Malou put the cowboy hat on Xeno, Senin started to laugh. No, he was right in inviting her. “If we buy chaps, then he will need some plaid shirts and maybe a guitar.” the Acolyte said between laughs. “This way you can start to make some country music.” now he wondered if Dathomir had this type of music.

The thought of Dathomirians dressed as country singers intensified Senin’s laugh. He could imagine the Nightsisters and Nightbrothers with cowboys and cowgirls outfits, while singing with a country accent. Maybe the Empress could be the lead singer, after all she was from Dathomir too.

He was laughing so much that his stomach started to hurt. “Ai minha barriga.” he would mutter between laughs. By this point other clients in the store would be staring at the bizarre scene, but Senin didn’t care.

After he finally calmed down, Senin took some deep breaths. “I’m sorry.” he said, while removing some tears from his eyes. “Yeah, no hats.” now he had adopted a serious posture. “I think that I know something that you would like.” the Acolyte moved to pick the clothes that his Master would like. Then he returned to where the Zabrak was. “What do you think of this jeans?”

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