Chase Fashion

[Shira Varanin]

"Of course Ma'am," the clerk rang up the order, "May I suggest Sunset and twilight patterns. One bright and elegant with an array of pastel colors, and the other more suitable for a more subdued crowd." Her credits checked out and the order was rung up allowing the customer final say on the patterns.

Shira Varanin

"That sounds..."

It actually sounded really nice.

"...acceptable, thank you." Shira mustered a smile. "Have a nice day."

 

[Jerec Asyr]

Jerec held the door for a cyborg on her way out, gave her a twice-over, and headed inside.

"Hey there," he said. "My buddy's raging about your wilderness wrist chronos. Just how good's the sensor package on those guys?"

Damian Starchaser

 

[Damian Starchaser]

The clerk had been there since the beginning, he was the clerk at the first Chase Fashion storefront which opened at Coruscant laser scanning the wealthy for bespoke suits. He knew adding wilderness chronos would bring in this unsavory element. "Of course sir. I assure you that the Wilderness Model has been stress tested under the most severe conditions by survivalist experts." Then he looked at the man, "I assure you I'm not talking about rich people on safari either but real conditions."

Jerec Asyr

 

[Jerec Asyr]

The unsavory element nodded happily. "Tough is good. Alright, I'll take...eight. For me and my crew, with some backups. They've been killing it lately."

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[Damian Starchaser]

The clerk nodded packing up the various boxes and checking the mans credit. Everything seemed in order. "Of course sir, and would you be requiring anything else? May I suggest the Rimworld Ranger or Explorer series of armored Jackets." His type always did seem to gravitate towards those items.

Jerec Asyr

 

[Jerec Asyr]

"The hat's not my thing, but this coat...huh. Bantha leather and, oh right, you're the deflex guys." Jerec squinted at the inside tag. "That's some serious kinetic armor rating."

He slid it on. "And heck, it's warm but I'm not feeling all closed in and sweaty."
Damian Starchaser

 

[Damian Starchaser]

"Of course sir, only the best protection that cloth can offer. And temperature controlled without power units. An ingenious design." The Clerk walked up to the man and motioned him towards the nearby mirror, "And you do cut a dashing figure sir."

Jerec Asyr

 

[Jerec Asyr]

The dashing figure did a little twirl for the mirror.

"Feth yes. I'll take three. I'm a little hard on jackets." He slapped the salesman on the shoulder. "Thanks bud."

Damian Starchaser

 

[Damian Starchaser]

The clerk jumped as the man slapped him on the shoulders but he quickly regained his composure. "Of course sir. Although I am told that the distressed," he considered his words, "worn look is in style." he ran the man's credit again checking him out. "Have a nice day sir."

Jerec Asyr

 

[Kyra Perl]

Kyra came bounding in, grinning like a child at lifeday. "Hi!" She declared, flopping against the counter top. "My Uncle Dami-- you know him. He's your boss-- told me he has something to show me." She leaned in, eager. "Is he in?"

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Roland Moorecock saw the girl approaching and came out to greet her. "Of course Miss Perl, Damian said you may be stopping by." The man stared down at her and pressed a button underneath the desk revealing a hidden door, "He does like his theatrics." Known for his rather sharp tongue Roland was always nice around the Perl girls, that was pretty much the line.

As the girl walked through the door into the back room she could hear Roland speaking, "Do tell him when you see him that I'm not his secretary."

Hell he'd probably come out just to say that. Damian was waiting in the back office nursing two broken ribs from an adventure. A light came on indicated the door opening and he quietly pressed buttons at the computer console finishing a few reports before signing off. "Oh Kyra! I have something for you."

Standing he walked over to the girl a present wrapped up with decorative paper. It wasn't a birthday gift, or a lifeday gift but had no less than six types of wrapping paper celebrating all manner of occasion.

Kyra Perl

 

[Kyra Perl]

He nearly got a large tackle of a hug, but Kyra caught herself as she started to surge forward. Concern shone in her eyes, the girl studying him for a careful moment before his cheerful disposition reassured her that he was okay. Her energy reignited, her expression lighting up as he placed the present in her hand.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaatisit?!" Her fingers pulled at the paper, the girl frankly too spoiled to ask for the event that earned her this treat. She loved his many unique inventions. Every visit brought about a new delight.

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Damian smiled as she pulled at the paper. He had half a mind to remind her that it could be reused if she was a little more gentle. Still it was a present. "I got one for your sisters too," Damian said. And of course one of Joza Perl too. When the girl was finished the wrapping and openeing the box she would be greeted with a Chase Fighting Fan and the more feminine version of the Wrist Chrono he himself wore.

 

[Kyra Perl]

Kyra squealed. It didn't really take much to get that reaction from her. It could have been a pen and she would have been excited. The pretty fan only amplifies her excitement. "I love it! Thanks!" She tackle-hugged him, forgetting his injuries altogether.

She was gonna be so stylish with this near gear.

 

[Niamh Raste]

Damian Starchaser
Mr. Starchaser,

I could use a set of combat robes, something fashionable for a Rogue Jedi Master.
Could also use a set of standard business attire, but something befitting an Echani.


If things go well I may also need something befitting an Echani Queen.

 

[Damian Starchaser]

The letter in reply was short and without the flowery pretentiousness that he had often had to use with royals or even other business CEO's. Afterall the message he had received has been succinct and to the point without any fanfare and foolery.

Her Majesty Niamh Raste,

I have received your message and will send a delegate at your earliest convince to take measurements. We thank you for choosing Chase Fashion for your clothing needs. May I suggest in the interim a bespoke and more feminine tailoring of the Chase Life Luxury Suit perfect for all manner of business.

Signed,

Damian Chase

He had signed in his own hand with a stylist as a personal flourish.

Niamh Raste

 

[Niamh Raste]

Mr. Starchaser,

That would be perfectly acceptable and please just call me Niamh. I've never been one for formal language in situations that don't require it.

Niamh Raste

Damian Starchaser

 

[Ashin Cardé Varanin]

Damian Starchaser

A middle-aged woman entered the store and approached the nearest employee.

"Yes, hello - a friend tells me I need a Chase Life suit with Flashpoint cufflinks. I'm also looking for some more defensively sensible fornalwear. Can you help me?"

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Ashin Cardé Varanin

The clerk looked over at the woman and smiled politely. "Of course Madame. We have precision laser scanners to get our exact measurements for the suit and your choice of auto tailor or hand tailoring. For more... sensible formal wear we have a range of clothing fitting nearly all style and sizes in Deflex available and of course you are free to make custom orders."

 

[Ashin Cardé Varanin]

Ashin Cardé Varanin

The clerk looked over at the woman and smiled politely. "Of course Madame. We have precision laser scanners to get our exact measurements for the suit and your choice of auto tailor or hand tailoring. For more... sensible formal wear we have a range of clothing fitting nearly all style and sizes in Deflex available and of course you are free to make custom orders."

"Wonderful. I don't mind off the rack myself, but the suit is for a special occasion. Deflex is the material I had in mind for the rest - a couple of professional dresses should do. I assume you have designers available?"

Not bad for a trader's kid from New Cov.