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[wordstoliveby]

As it's been quite some time since I last did this, it seems time to reintroduce myself for the sake of the new members of the crew and those who aren't aware.

My name is Harry Hart and my assigned job upon the ship is Tailor. It was my job back on my world of origin and it seems I'm to continue it for as long as I'm here. What this means for you is that should you require alterations to your uniform to make it fit properly or need something entirely new crafted you have options beyond having to make it yourself or learning to do without.

Should you have need of anything, please contact myself or my assistant Ryan Farrow via the MID and we will do our best to accommodate your request. We may need some extra time to work on... unusual requests but I can assure you that we'll figure out a solution that works for everyone. After all, if we are to survive out here we might as well have clothing that suits our needs, don't you think?

Comments

[realitywarped]

Any time you like, provided it's not an hour either side of meals. Tomorrow after lunch, perhaps.

[He pauses. He hates to owe people, but in this case...]

Presumably there's something you'll want in return.

[wordstoliveby]

Tomorrow after lunch would be fine for me. As for compensation, this does seem like a rather detailed job. Is there anything you feel comfortable providing in exchange?

[realitywarped]

Is there anything you'd feel comfortable accepting from the god of mischief?

[He steeples his fingers under his chin, smiling just a little too crookedly to be anything other than teasing.]

If it's food, magic, or traditional weaponry related, I can provide that. Or you can be owed a favour, if you'd trust the word of Loki.