In this world, Magic is Everything. All people, all races, are granted with the power to perform mystical and magical feats via grimories, mystical tomes granted to each and every child on their 15th birthday. Those blessed by the mana can have their names written down in legend.
Shattered Grimoires is the work of the mind(s) of Ardere & Shattered Grimoire's staff. All characters and content are copyright their creators, and may not be replicated without their creators' permission. Black Clover is owned by Yuki Tabata and published by Viz Shonen Jump. All images belong to their original owners. The theme you are currently viewing was made by Eliza of ElizaCodes exclusively for Shattered Grimoires.
Post by Sumire Honoka on Jun 5, 2023 0:26:33 GMT -5
This day started out just as many others. A life as a seamstress was one of structure, of routine. Sumire had the same old routine. Tending to her younger siblings, Often instructing them on why they can't be following her everywhere as they had their studies and the expectations of their parents as well as the expectations and duties she had to her own family.
She finished her chores and duties at home before heading out for the day. She had to work at the family company but first she needed to sort out the fabrics and bolts of the newest materials as well as sort the various cuts of fabrics and garments for each order that needed to be sent out that day.
Moving into the shop she was greeted by the Guest service.
"Good morning Lady Sumire. "spoke the woman bowing as she bowed back "Good morning to you as well. Do I have any clients today. "She asked "Yes a vermillion male." Spoke the woman with a smile "Oh Taiyo vermillion? I thought we have refused any and all service to him?" she asked "No This is one Leonard Vermillion. It seems that family has split between the Murderous heir going about his own with a few others and then some remaining loyal to clover and its society." Spoke the woman "A Shattered family huh? That isn't a good thing. No family should ever be split." She spoke looking at her client lists seeing most of hers once again being a lot of Nobility. Most only came for possible dress ideas or fittings for occasions, however most already had their own measurements sent along with the set requested fabrics in mind and styles. "Would you like me to refuse the service then?" asked the receptionist as Sumire shaked her head " No, If this one is loyal to clover then I am all for ensuring they get the best customer service as all others have" She said with a smile. Heading to her own designated area of the shop as just as every other seamstress. She had a set workstation with her own tools and materials, her own mannequins and fabrics along with dresses and garments she was working on in one side as the other had a dressing room and a small stage to assist her in hemming skirts and pants if needed.
Sumire went to work cleaning up her work station having an idea of what she was going to do while waiting on clients and orders.
Wc: 422
Last Edit: Jun 5, 2023 0:27:24 GMT -5 by Sumire Honoka
Post by Leonard Vermillion on Aug 12, 2023 9:30:42 GMT -5
[nospaces]
[attr="class","silasree"]
[break]
"The man who gets down isn't the loser.[break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:319
twc:535
Tag:
[break]
[attr="class","silasreescroll"] Leonard was waiting at the shop's entrance, silent and composed but clearly livid. Truth be told, he was kind of always livid ever since his home fell on his head the moment he returned from a long mission away and heard that his cousin had gone and straight up killed his uncle and kidnapped his father or something. Basically his family was in ruins and he couldn't do much but be seething in silence. Seethe in silence and start figuring out how to pick up the pieces. After that, retribution. Swift vengeance served cold and ruthless. [break][break]
The leather of his boot squealed lightly as he impatiently tapped his foot waiting. He just needed some adjustments to the outfit he was wearing, nothing too egregious. "If I'm bothering people I'll just go someplace else." He shouted at no one in particular, given that the lady he talked to disappeared somewhere and he was now all alone. Another side effect of the betrayal, his fuse had shortened considerably. He was usually one of the calmer Vermillion but his condition really did wonders towards igniting his personality back to Vermillion standards. While he wasn't out and about against everyone he certainly was more confrontational than before. Wether that was a good thing or not, time would tell. [break][break]
Post by Sumire Honoka on Aug 12, 2023 11:48:07 GMT -5
Sumire ensured she had everything she needed before closing her eyes taking a deep breath calming herself. "They are not the same, one bad apple." She said to herself staying calm as while her own meeting with taiyo was frightening, she was back home and safe with even more eyes then his on her. She looked herself over one more time before heading to the entrance, hearing him call out, showing his clear impatience along with his foot tapping. Not all vermillion were like her stalker right? Her blonde hair cascaded after her as her brilliant soft Sapphire gemstone like eyes watched him as she kept relaxed and a soft smile
"It is quiet rude to allow one such as yourself to be seen so livid. " Spoke Sumire slowly walking towards him as she bow. " I am Sumire, I will be the one doing some of your hemming today, Please come right this way. It is a pleasure to be tending to your clothing needs today." She stated keeping calm and sweet as her lapis blue nails glistened in the light as she beckoned him to follow her.
She understood how ticked off he was. She would honestly be the same way if it was her. Then again she had her own issues with one of his family but that was a matter she wasn't about to allow anyone to know for her own safety along with her family. Every part of her wanted more information about her stalker and his ticks as well as just to let his family and the knights know where he is. However, She could handle herself. She wasn't about to risk anyone else in her matter or cause more issues from the other sides of her life, navigating it all was hard but it was a mess of yarn she was going to rewrap the yarn into a neat ball someday.
She lead him to her section as she offered him inside first before moving in after him. She moved over to her chair sitting down before turning towards him " Now what services am I to tend to today Lord Vermillion?" she asked.
Post by Leonard Vermillion on Aug 13, 2023 16:17:05 GMT -5
[nospaces]
[attr="class","silasree"]
[break]
"The man who gets down isn't the loser.[break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:233
twc:768
Tag:
[break]
[attr="class","silasreescroll"] Leonard looked up from his position as someone he did not know arrived to lead him someplace. She was very pretty, prim and proper. At least someone he could converse normally. He gave her a nod and followed along with her towards the private place where he would sit down and wait for her to get settled. [break][break]
Once he was settled, he was asked the reason of the visit. He removed his cloak and offered it to her. "I need a new mantle, as you can see this one has been torn and damaged during magic knight duties. I would also like to order a spare copy of the outfit I am currently wearing, as well as a new one that's less... appariscent." He explained getting to the point. Perhaps it was a tall order commissioning three whole things at the same time but then again he had money to burn now. He wasn't one that really cared much about clothing but the thing he was wearing, as revealing as it was, had been the only real piece of clothing he really felt comfortable in enought to wear on the regular and even fight in it. Thus, he would make sure to have a spare just in case his original really got badly damaged beyond repair. Especially considering he would soon need to start fighting against the runaways of his family as well. [break][break]
Post by Sumire Honoka on Aug 14, 2023 14:07:00 GMT -5
Sumire relaxed seeing him lose his impatience quickly and seeing he was reasonable enough to reel himself in to be respected. She watched him closely before lifting up her hands accepting the cloak as she looked it over listening to him "It is not every day I get to repair a mantle. However, I know the magic knight squads have plenty of mantles to give you if needed. So I am guessing this one is dear to you." She said gently running her fingers over the fabric looking into the desk beside her finding a correct color of cloth and thread as she spread the mantle out taking her time to matching the fabric and its details in stitching,
"As for Measurements of your outfit, Why only wear the one? You should have plenty more of various styles that are fitted to your every need and want for every occasion." She inquired which to know more of the crimson lion and his habits and styles. She understood having a liking for a single style but if that is his only style and clothing given his work, it was going to be ruined on the daily. "I know it is not my place to judge and that I am not doing in the slightest. However, having only one outfit in your profession is not decent in hindsight...Might I suggest more then one type of style for both formal and casual occasions. I have deal with the vermillion family and the creations of some of their clothing from the former. Heir, of your house." She said attempting to be polite in hopes not to touch a nerve. She knew personally what it was like Dealing with taiyo, even on a aspect of their last meeting. The man was deranged and she only hoped to never be near him again.
Post by Leonard Vermillion on Aug 14, 2023 16:12:12 GMT -5
[nospaces]
[attr="class","silasree"]
[break]
"The man who gets down isn't the loser.[break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:301
twc:1069
Tag:
[break]
[attr="class","silasreescroll"] Leonard folded his arms together. He did not like his cousin at all. He did not like him being brought into the conversation. He wanted him gone, erased from history if he could. More over, he did not want nor need much in terms of clothing. He was never one that could appreciate seamstress work in any case. [break][break]
While his expression soured at the mention of Taiyo, he preferred not to show his seething anger too much to a stranger. Vermillion matters were Vermillion only. "There is no need. After what has happened I doubt I will ever need to wear frilly things or other baubles for formal occasions. I will be hitting the field pretty hard. Be it training or expeditions, I will have no time for useless noble gatherings, milady. You are correct, however, in saying that the mantle you have is dear to me. It is a gift of my late uncle, a heiloom from my grandfather Leonidas Vermillion." He replied curtly, trying to be as delicate as possible. [break][break]
"My current outfit, as you can see, is woven with rather resistant if expensive material and has been tailored to my needs. I employ transformation magics, thus the dark leather I wear has been treated to be elastic enough to accomodate changes in my body shape and has been treated to sustain the high temperature of my lava. It is also the outfit I am most comfortable with on a daily basis, so I must reiterate my request. I have no need for different pieces of clothing, just a spare in case my outfit will get damaged in a fight. I do not plan on waring things that can get easily ruined. If it cannot be used without worry, then it is not good enough clothing in my book."
Post by Sumire Honoka on Aug 15, 2023 19:50:12 GMT -5
Sumire listened to him as she focused on the mantle working on the detailed stitching as they spoke. He knew what he wanted, she respected that. She could tell beinging up taiyo was a sour note but a needed one to know where his loyalty lied, that she was safe speaking with him.
"Lord vermillion, or would Leonard suffice for this conversation. I like how you think, especially for how you know what you wish. As a simple seamstress, I offer my services and tend to each order with the best of my abilities. I don't offer anything if I don't think it won't help you. It would be most rude of me to do such to gain such little footing. I can not imagine the anger rushing through you at all that happened. I would say, I to would be the same if I was in your shoes." She spoke gently not looking up from her work. She kept herself calm and steady in her thought of tending to the cloak at hand. " I wish I could be of more help towards you and your family for all that has happened." She said her words having much more hidden behind them. She rested the finished stitching on the mantle running her ruby pointed finger tips over the fabric with such care " the stories this mantle could tell if only it could talk. I am glad to see such history is greatly taken care of this mantle and I am sure your grandfather is happy you hold it so dear and use it as your own mantle. Continue holding the fiery pride of your family. I know some day your roars will be heard over the entirety of clover when you regain your birthright and honor of those that held the name with pride. "She spoke folding the cloak with care before holding it out to him.
She finally got up from her seat walking around him taking in every inch of his body, already formulating all the needed measurements, taking in each and every little thread and fabric stitching. She visualize it in her mind , moving over to her table sketching out a detailed outline and needed materials. without much words or needs. after a minute or so, she had stopped what she was doing as she watched him. "Now that I know what I am dealing with when it comes to his spare outfit, is there anything you wish to be changed at all for this new one. I can ensure enchants to make it just as your current but you do realize your transformation magics will morph your clothing with it."She asked
Post by Leonard Vermillion on Aug 21, 2023 13:35:05 GMT -5
[nospaces]
[attr="class","silasree"]
[break]
"The man who gets down isn't the loser.[break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:224
twc:1293
Tag:
[break]
[attr="class","silasreescroll"] Leonard hummed lightly along her talking. Whatever happened happened now and he could only move forward. He couldn't do much else. Without much of a word, the young redhead grabbed the cloak and quickly draped it on his shouldsr where it belonged. Without it he always felt like he was nude. Having it back was conforting. [break][break]
The conversation was then changed towards the outfit he was wearing. He made sure to relax as much as he could in it so the proper measurement for the spare were taken. "I don't feel any particular inclination to innovate. I find myself quite at ease in it and do not really have much else to add. Overcomplication would make it harder to walk around in. As long as it resizes itself to always be form fitting when worn and is made with the best leather and silk able to resist high heat I am more than happy. " He stated, taking that moment to fix one of his boots slighly. [break][break]
"I am well aware transforming will also transform my outfit, though I do not plan on fully changing my shape. Not yet anyway. If I just shift one of my arms of my legs around I just want the certainty I will not be runing one of the only things that keeps my status from completely crumbling."
Post by Sumire Honoka on Aug 21, 2023 15:04:22 GMT -5
Sumire watched him replace his mantle over his shoulders, seeming more relaxed having it back around his person. She couldn't blame him if what he said was true. Such things as putting so much history in one's possessions can lead to a better understanding of what one was made of.
"Alright so no alterations will be needed. I am sure I will have this done in a few days. Would you like to pick this up personally or would you wish for it to be sent to your family's estate or should I ensure it is delivered to the crimson Lion headquarters? "she asked reaching into her desk one more time bringing out a small scrap of paper writing something down on it as she turned towards him "Alright all the notes and measurements are written down to your likings and preferences." She said motioning to the door.
" You may leave if you wish as I am sure you wish to not remain in one place for long with the hunt you will be on." She said with a smile getting up form her seat taking ahold of his hand slipping a small piece of paper "This is the best I can offer in assistance in your endeavors" She mouthed without a sound handing him a copy of her notes and design details " These is a copy of my notes to ensure you know all that will be of this outfit for yourself" she said heading to a mannequin as she left him to his own vices. She gave what information of the region she had escaped from to Leonard. She just hoped he would take care of her own issue without any issue.
She had heard or seen the former vermillion, however she was more cautious then ever, last thing she wanted was to deal with anymore encounters with the vermillion head. she never understood how one dealt with him as he was.
(exit)
Wc:350 Twc: 1886
Last Edit: Aug 22, 2023 17:33:01 GMT -5 by Sumire Honoka
Post by Leonard Vermillion on Aug 22, 2023 13:21:15 GMT -5
[nospaces]
[attr="class","silasree"]
[break]
"The man who gets down isn't the loser.[break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:183
twc:1476
Tag:
[break]
[attr="class","silasreescroll"] Leonard nodded and moved to leave, only for her to shove something in his hands. She said it was so she could make good on his order, but her face told another story. A tip on how to solve his problem. Well that was something. It both helped him and further showed that his cousin had harmed more people outside of his family. [break][break]
"Get it sent to the Crimson Lions. The old Vermillion estate has been destroyed." He stated flatly, trying to suppres another bout of anger. "I'll keep an eye out for its arrival, I may have to do something soon and I'll be pretty busy, but I'll see if I can deal with the request." [break][break]
With that being said and done, he was released and the Vermillion quickly made his way outside. He had to figure out his plan. There was now a lead he could follow and a place he could investigate. He would be a fool to do it by himself. He would bring a group to make sure he could get his revenge served without delay.
