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There’s something about stage presence that allows you to draw your crowd in, but thats just something Jabber said.
Jabber was talking about how we should try performance outfits for when we’re on stage
Momoa felt fine with how she dressed, she liked all of her clothes but she can see how wearing something more bold, something that stands out would be better for the band
Momoa likes dressing up too, as long as nothing gets in the way of playing
When Jabber said he had a friend who designs clothes that are “insane, like out of this world insane” she was intrigued
So here they were on the way to this guy’s house, Jabber said he’s been here so many times, saying how great this guy was, that he could really curate a line. Just for us.
Jabber had shown the band some of his designs and they were promising, Momoa was excited to say the least
They got to Jabber’s friend’s place, a cute town house inbetween some buildings. They walked up to the door and Jabber only had to knock once before you could hear someone shouting “I’ll be right there” behind the door
The door swung open and they were faced with a tall, long blond haired man. On his face were some orange sunglasses
Who wears those inside?
The man loudly started talking “Hey Jabber how’ve you been! You’re here for your ‘consultation’ right!”
“you know it man!”
They were clearly familiar with eachother, Momoa wondered if this was one of jabbers ‘rendezvous’ but from what Jabber’s been saying lately there’s only one man who’s been bothering him, somewhat blond but not like this
The man stepped away to let us in while simultaneously still talking to Jabber, Momoa was able to half tune it out but her headphones could only do so much
“Right, we’re wanting some stage outfits August, not wearing the same outfit every time but something more signature” Jabber said to August
Momoa was just now solidifying this guys name in her mind
“No I totally get what you mean let me show you my catalogues, nd let you pick from there”
August led them into a room crowded with fabric, sewing supplies, a several racks full of clothes, some clearly unfinished
“Sorry there’s nowhere to sit, we can go out on the couch once I grab everything”
“t’s cool man don’t worry about it” Jabber reassured him
Noerde took that as her cue to go sit down on the couch, Momoa would like to sit too so she followed
Eventually, after some waiting and Noerde complaining about said waiting jabber came out with his hands full of loose papers and some semblances of magazines
“Sorry about that wait! but I can let you take a look now” August followed
As they set the tower of papers down momoa picked one magazine up and started flipping through, atleast with the magazines there was some sort of theme she saw that jabber picked up some papers that were all clearly wildly different designs
Flipping through her magazine, she noticed that if it wasn’t on a dress form it was on a girl, Momoa thought it was cute how in some outfits she was clearly flustered
She kinda looked like August too
“Who’s this girl in these outfits”
“Oh that’s my sister! Isn’t she the cutest”
“Oh very” Momoa said, jabber snapped his head twords her out of the corner of her eye, all while feeling noerde side eye her
“When she lets me I always want her to model the clothes but she’s always so busy, that or she flat out refuses when she always looks so nice! She’s afraid of showing some skin but it’s just fashion-“
Momoa had started to tune him out while she looked at a more doll like outfit this boys sister was in, what was it called… Lolita? Something like that
“But I love my eishy-weishy so much just need her to let herself be confident” August concluded
“Does your sister also live here?”
“Yeah she should be home but she has nursing prep school something but then she’ll be home” August replied
“We should meet her right moa?” Jabber directed right to her
“Only if it’s not too much trouble”
“Do we really have to be here that long, I mean when is she coming home?” Noerde interrupted
“Don’t be like that come onnn” Jabber countered
While they bickered Momoa started to piece together things she liked, it has to be comfortable and not too restrictive, she saw by Eishys“Lolita” outfit another outfit labeled as “Victorian ass somewhat Vkei outfit ask about details” it was dark, cute, and it paired well with Eishys outfit, not that it was a determining factor, Definitely not
“I like this, you can also draw from these other designs I think they’re cool”
“Alright! We’ve got our first decision” august cheered
August chatted up the other members about their choices while momoa continued to flip through the catalogues, it was fun trying to see what made the girl want to wear an outfit, or from what it sounds like, reluctantly agree
August is truly good at his craft, she will give him that
Momoa hadn’t even processed how much time went by until she heard a door distantly jingle, and watched as August jump straight up in his seat
“Eishia must be home!”
Wasent her name eishy? She must have misheard
Eishia finally got through the door clearly carrying a lot of stuff, August excitedly went over to talk to her, and the rest of the raiders stood up as well
Everyone was clearly trying to stay on Augusts good side, jabber had said that August can get pissed off if you rush him but everyone heard that as ‘we’re not getting out outfits’ but that is probably true too
Momoa took it upon herself once eishia got through the hallway to go and help her carry some things, because clearly it slipped Augusts mind and it would be points for her
“August I told you not to take on too many projects, aren’t your friends paying you?”
“They’re getting a discount!”
“August they’re looking forward to this”
Eishia pleaded with him but it was clearly going in one ear and out the other, Momoa could listen though, but she didn’t care too much about the wait since she knew they would have to come over for sizing, progress checks, not that she cared
Momoa slipped a hand through the loop of two bags, easing the weight off of Eishia’s
“Granny said we both need to fufill our promises- oh thank you” Eishia’s eyes finally met Momoa’s
“It looked like your hands were full”
“Thank you, uhmm” eishia smiled as she closed here eyes, there was a blush coating her whole face
“I need to take this upstairs if that’s okay, you don’t have to I know it’s a lot to carry!” Eishia tried to warn Momoa but she just grabbed another bag from her
“It’s okay”
They successfully made it upstairs and Momoa couldn’t lie about wishing they took two trips with the bags, or wished that the others got up to help but August went back to talking their ears off
But it didn’t matter she was alone with the same girl she saw in those catalogues, so it was more than okay
“Thank you for helping me, my brother gets a little excited, and then sidetracked but thank you err, I’m so sorry what is your name?” Clear embarrassment was in Eishia’s voice, it was cute
“My names Momoa”
“Ah, thank you again for helping me Momoa”
“It’s okay no need to thank me”
“Okay, if you say so, but thank you”
Momoa could only huff a laugh at that, she shifted her focus to the room she was is. A light pink floral wallpaper, a white, baroque vanity, and similar style motifs were all around her room. A variety of stuffed animals were on the bed with some impressive decorative pillows, Must’ve been August who made them. It was all very cutesy, there were even some dolls on a shelf, Momoa also spotted some anime figures before eishia spoke up again
“Are you getting consulted by my brother?”
It was concerning how nervous Eishia sounded when she said that, like she was scared about something, she really had nothing to worry about, Momoa thought
“Yeah he’s my friends uh, friend, Jabber knows a lot of people but we’re like, all in a band n’ stuff” it was a little embarrassing saying this all in front of Eishia, everytime Momoa has to say she’s in a band she can’t help but cringe
“Oh wow! So you play an instrument right!”
“Yeah I play the bass and I sometimes do vocals but I really leave that to others, Jabbers our lead singer and he plays guitar, the girl with the ponytail Noerde plays our strings and some other stuff, Cthoni is on the drums and Bundus is brass”
“That’s really cool, I actually play the flute and I’ve played the violin before but I think I need more practice” eishia laughed off
“Oh so you play” Momoa paused “Can you show me your flute, you don’t have to play right now”
“You want to see it?” Eishia went over to a clothing rack in her room, it was full of clothes clearly designed by her brother but on the bottom was some shoes and a white and pink decorated case
It was amazing how on theme everything in Eishia’s room was, Momoa’s eyes kept on wandering around in hopes to not make Eishia uncomfortable, Momoa noticed she was staring a lot.
Eishia set the case on her bed, and inside was a shiny, metallic flute in it’s separated form
“It’s really beautiful” was all momoa could say
“You think so? I don’t have as much time to play anymore but it’s nice hearing about your endeavors”
“We could always use a flute, we don’t even have one”
That clearly was too much to hear for Eishia, she started stammering as her blush got redder, she went from ‘I don’t think I could’ to ‘I can’t do that’
“It’s okay no pressure, but I think me and you would have a lot of fun, y’know playing together and stuff” god was it hard for Momoa to flirt, or hint at wanting to be around Eishia
“Well that doesn’t mean we can’t ever not play together, we could try to, I think, only if you want to” Eishia could barely get her words out
Just before Momoa replied she heard jabber yell asking if she’s ready to go from downstairs
“Just let me know, we should hang out sometime though” Momoa said
“Right, uh, you’ll be back for more consultations from August right?”
“Yeah but we don’t have to wait until then, we can hang out soon if you’re free, I’ll give you my number and you can tell me” Momoa tried to steer the conversation into both of their favors, she got out her phone gesturing eishia to take it
“That’s a much better plan I think” Eishia took the phone and punched in her number before giving it back, Momoa sent her a text then just so she wouldn’t forget to all while Noerde was starting to yell at Momoa from downstairs
“I’ll see you soon Eishia, don’t forget to let me know when you’re free”
“I’ll let you know, it was nice meeting you Momoa” the way Eishia talked was sincere, something that Momoa liked
“I liked meeting you too” Momoa said before closing the door, she went downstairs where everyone was already standing, Jabber turned to her to say
“August says he’ll get some drafts done but he’s a pretty one shot typa guy”
“I’ll get you all a couple outfits don’t even worry you won’t be wearing the same thing over and over again but I better be getting free tickets for every show!” August yelled at them all
“My god we promise!” Noerde shouted back
They walked out the door to the car with August waving and yelling saying to come back soon
It was a successful day, Momoa felt fulfilled, and when her and Jabber got dropped off at Jabber’s place he immediately turned to her
“So who’s your little lady?”