- Apr 2, 2015
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Shadows were very much alive. Not many people know that and so far the only person Kaya could think of that did understand that on some wave length was Live. But kaya's shadows which she gently pulled from her home were even more then that if left unchecked they would even seem to have a mind of their own. Wiggling out of Kaya's magical grasp if she did not concentrate.
Though sitting on her 'loom' did help with her craft. It was a small pedestal in the corner of her shop carved with runes upon its base to help her solidify the Living Shadows that Kaya caressed and eased out of a small portal she had above the still model that she had to substitute for the living being she would normally stand in it's place. Around the room was some of her previous work, a starscape kimono, a hoody that was a poor replica of her friends that she had crafted, and in the store front window stood a tight shimmering form of her masqurade gown she had worn for Hallows Eve.
The piece Kaya was working on now was simple but slowly as she compounded upon the shadows the wide skirt ballgown began to take form. The bust having the shimmer shape of the moon hemisphered starting the movement of the eyes towards the rest of the gown. The stomach area had decrative pinpoints of light representing an alien starscape, while the folds of the skirt looked more like the highlighted areas of the nebuli of the sky. It was no where near finished but it was a start.
Though as Kaya felt the mental pressure of the psionic alarm that she had placed over the front door to the shop come alert as it was opened. Kaya looked over her should briefly not taking note of who was there she did speak up though knowing it was bad to hold up a potential customer. "I shall be right with you, just need to get to a stopping point on...this....dress..."
And with one last thread of dark shadows placed around her work the whole thing would hold and not disipate on her while she talked to her hopefull customer. Turning around in her chsir before standing to her full 6' 9" frame. She was wearing a simple black tank top which stopped just short of her midriff. She was also wearing black shorts that went to mid thigh. Her view was that shorts any shorter she might as well be in a bikini bottom instead but her thoughts were getting away from her. "Hello, Welcome to Dark Art Fashion! How may I assist you this evening?" Kaya said with a wide welcoming smile to her guest.
Though sitting on her 'loom' did help with her craft. It was a small pedestal in the corner of her shop carved with runes upon its base to help her solidify the Living Shadows that Kaya caressed and eased out of a small portal she had above the still model that she had to substitute for the living being she would normally stand in it's place. Around the room was some of her previous work, a starscape kimono, a hoody that was a poor replica of her friends that she had crafted, and in the store front window stood a tight shimmering form of her masqurade gown she had worn for Hallows Eve.
The piece Kaya was working on now was simple but slowly as she compounded upon the shadows the wide skirt ballgown began to take form. The bust having the shimmer shape of the moon hemisphered starting the movement of the eyes towards the rest of the gown. The stomach area had decrative pinpoints of light representing an alien starscape, while the folds of the skirt looked more like the highlighted areas of the nebuli of the sky. It was no where near finished but it was a start.
Though as Kaya felt the mental pressure of the psionic alarm that she had placed over the front door to the shop come alert as it was opened. Kaya looked over her should briefly not taking note of who was there she did speak up though knowing it was bad to hold up a potential customer. "I shall be right with you, just need to get to a stopping point on...this....dress..."
And with one last thread of dark shadows placed around her work the whole thing would hold and not disipate on her while she talked to her hopefull customer. Turning around in her chsir before standing to her full 6' 9" frame. She was wearing a simple black tank top which stopped just short of her midriff. She was also wearing black shorts that went to mid thigh. Her view was that shorts any shorter she might as well be in a bikini bottom instead but her thoughts were getting away from her. "Hello, Welcome to Dark Art Fashion! How may I assist you this evening?" Kaya said with a wide welcoming smile to her guest.