IC Inbox (Drift Fleet)

[whatisright]

[Messages meant for Justice's communicator, or people visiting him.

Please mention method of contact and time of contact.]

Comments

[apurrstate]

[Anders fixes Justice with a critical eye, assessing.]

I think that's decent enough, now we just need to work on the hair.

Maybe...how about something dark? Like a dark brown or black? I'm not sure about the length or style though.

[He looks to Riona for that input.]

[bryces_pup]

[As he well should, considering how fabulous her own hair is.

Riona nods in agreement at the color as she circles around Justice, imagining different hairstyles on him.]

Definitely a dark brown or black. I'd think a more swept back style, perhaps a bit on the longer side. Maybe to the bottom of the neck, though that would require taking care of the hair. Would you be willing to learn how, Justice? It's not difficult, just requires washing it and keeping it trimmed.

[whatisright]

[Justice is feeling judged, and not in the usual way. His friends are having fun with this.]

I control how I appear. My hair does not grow unless I expect it to.

[Same with greasiness, but it doesn't even occur to Justice that that's what Riona means when she says he'd need to wash it. He just assumes she means he'd need to wash it if it became matted with mud or blood or any other mess that he may get into it. He doesn't mind cleaning that kind of thing off.

Justice shakes his head, and in a headache-inducing blink, he has thick jet black hair down to the base of his neck. He's aimed for the swept back style that Riona described, but it has the careless messiness of a person who doesn't care to know that much about hair styles.]

[apurrstate]

[Anders blinks a bit as his eyes try to make sense of hair not being there and then suddenly being there, but the feeling passes quickly.

He takes a step closer and reaches out to straighten Justice's hair out a bit. Messiness could be attractive, if it was a charming messiness. A couple swipes with the mage's fingers and he steps back again to consider the whole picture.

And he's fairly certain his heart skips a momentary beat.]

Andraste's tits... [He slung his arm around Riona's waist.]

I do believe we've outdone ourselves. [Shooting a smirk to Justice.] With your help, of course.

[bryces_pup]

[In a blink, the hair is there. And in that blink, Justice's new appearance is complete. A handsome one, at that. Sure, that's what they were going for the entire time, but seeing it before her eyes really drives it home. Riona grins widely, turning to Anders as he slings his arm around her. Her hands clap together, excited and pleased with how this turned out.]

I dare say we did. We're geniuses. [She laughs.] And Justice the master builder. Take a look in the mirror, Justice. What do you think?

[whatisright]

[Having his hair played with is a new experience, but it's Anders, so instead of a whole uncomfortably shuffling, he just arches one eyebrow as Anders fixes the hair to his satisfaction and steps back.

Anders and Riona seem very proud of this whole thing, but when Justice looks at the mirror... he doesn't get it.]

I resemble a living human man, but not any other living human man in particular. Thank you. This is satisfactory for my purposes.

[And... that's it. He turns to give them another slightly puzzled look because he doesn't understand why this is such a big deal. While his face may have changed drastically, his expressions haven't really. He still looks like he's glaring at everything he looks at, and any shifts tend to be subtle and around the eyes or the corners of his mouth.]

[apurrstate]

Excellent, glad you like it! Trust me, others will too.

[And that's about all the insight Anders is willing to offer. He's not about to try and explain the complexities of society and being attractive to a spirit that would just look at him like he'd grown a second head.]