<div class="floatleft">(http://celebritywc.com/images/anson-mount-8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tyr<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>(Upon gm official date, before the ball)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Finery for All Occasions<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and tshirt<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gin, Mata, Jeremy, Dhavali, Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong><br/><strong>Content warnings:</strong>None<br/><strong>Extra information:</strong>Helping Gin get some new clothes<br/><hr/><br/>Tyr listens politely as Mata, in turn, more fully introduces himself. "A prince." he rumbles in his deep voice. "You don't meet royalty every day." Technically, if he were being honest with himself, his parents were the rulers of Tartaros. He'd escaped them a long time ago and doubted they'd even recognize him as their son anymore. Still, it had been a very long time since he'd spoken to his grandfather. One day soon, he'd have to search out the secret ways to the shadowy realm. It held the most powerful criminals of the gods and titans...but it was his home too.<br/><br/>"My apologies." he says to Jeremia. "You were here first and now I'm taking up your time...and please, just call me Tyr."<br/><br/>He glanced back to Mata when he was handed the grey suit pants. "Why, thank you." he says liking the shade of grey but wanting to feel it against his skin. All his clothes were comfortable and fit well. There was no point in wearing something if you didn't like the feel of it. He headed off to a change room to put them on and handed his jeans over to be measured for the rest of his measurements.<br/><br/>He returns to Mata and is posed with a philosophical question. "It's hard to consider the Collapse without a large sense of tragedy. We lost so much of our history." he tried to get pieces of it back of course. Being able to breath underwater and control the very earth aided considerably in regaining lost treasures. "I feel it is better now. We are out in the open. Humanity has seen what happens when they continued on the road they had. It's a second chance in a cleaner world." he states.<br/><br/>"How about yourself?" do you like what we have built or do you miss the old days where we masqueraded as humans." Tyr asks Mata.<br/><br/>When the tailor is ready to take his pants he pulls out his phone. "I'd like to make a special order. If you could replicate the style of these two outfits I would greatly appreciate it. I have the guns still, I just need the fashion." he lets the elderly man know and takes a card so he knows where to send the email with the  two (http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/hell-on-wheels-02-anson-mount.jpg) sets of  clothing (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/59/50/79/595079b9cc43c6de67df862c32a11c85.jpg).<br/><br/>When he sends them he goes over to check up on Gin. "Are you finding something to your liking?" he asks.