The World Below

Blaise looks at the city streets, the airships in the sky... The familiar setting, Blaise then looks at Beast and speaks. "Oh? Well I guess that is fine... What clothing store did you have in mind Master?" Blaise says as he was calm here, he might as well have some fun on Earth before he is dragged back to hell.

A small smirk dawns as he hears that all too familiar word "You don't have to call me that..not here ." He replies , besides he's not one for titles and elaborations like that regardless, what matters is Blaise obeys him when it matters, not that he grovel at his feet. "I know a very skilled tailor on Broadway , one of the few humans I've any deal of respect for , after all he puts everything he has into his work, that is one of the two qualities in this world I find admirable."

Blaise raises an eyebrow and speaks. "Okay then, well, let's go there then. You are the one who knows where it is." Blaise says as he motions for Beast to take the lead, he wonders why Beast does not want him to call him that but he ain't going to complain.

"Course." He replies tersely as he waves an arm out above the street and a taxi cab comes speeding over , the demon in disguise holding open the banana yellow door of the hovercab for him.

Blaise goes in, sitting down inside the cab as apparently the tailor was some ways away. Beast was being nice to him for a change again...

"Do you mind if I choose it for you or what?" He asks as he relaxes a bit against the brown fake leather of the cab seat and barks their destination to the cab driver.

Blaise speaks. "I am not sure, I guess I don't since I have not really chosen clothes for myself that much. I don't know what fits me in terms of style." Blaise says as he looks out of the window as the driver gets on towards the destination.

He nods as he adjusts his black bolo tie slightly "I suppose I'll give you a chance ,and when you inevitably pick something idiotic I'll have to take over."

Blaise feels slightly insulted by that, he sighs and rolls his eyes. "If you say so... Hopefully the tailor has a alrge selection." Blaise says as sits comfortable in the cab.

"Believe me , he does quality work." He replies with a nod, as the drive goes on Blaise can see the change in the city's architecture , which goes from the smokey slums of the Bronx , and slowly transforms from the towering buildings , flying police drones , and bright lights of the Showtime Street , Broadway.

Blaise looks outside the window still, such a change in scenery, seems like pretty expensive tailor. "If you say so, after that we go to a... club...?" Blaise speaks, he has not really gone to any clubs before.

"It'll be nice , maybe you can meet some pretty girl there or something." He remarks dryly "Plus the guy who owns the place is .....well he's crazy , but in a fun way."

Blaise shakes his head in disapproval, he speaks. "No, I don't think so... Banging with someone sometime is more than enough for me at the moment." Blaise says as he was not looking for a relationship.

"Yeah I know that'st what I meant you pill." He replies with a raised brow as the car stops and he hands the cab driver a few bills.

Guess this was their stop, Blaise climbs out of the cab and waits for Beast to come as well. "Really now? I guess a real woman would be better than you..." Blaise says with a grin.

His expression remains blank as he gently pushes past him "You seemed to think otherwise if memory serves, but no matter." He replies disinterestedly as he rings the doorbell to a tall brown elegant townhouse.

Blaise just shrugs and decided not to comment on that, he awaits for the door to open so they can get to business.

"If you no longer wish to have sex with me than I shall no longer pain you with such a burden." He shrugs as he waits for the door to be answered , as though publicly speaking about him and Blaise having sex is something remotely socially acceptable.

Blaise shakes his head and speaks. "No, no, no, that is what I want... I was just... Teasing you know...? We cool alright?" Blaise says trying to save the situation, he still wanted to fuck Beast but he ain't gonna say that aloud.

The Beast shushes him as the door finally eases open and a small balding man with glasses stands at the door "Hello Mr.Luca , always an honor." He states with a nod to The Beast who politely returns the greeting.

Blaise just observes for now, he would follow Beast around until they get to the clothes part.

The man's house is rather nice , but they quickly make their up from the main floor to a studio on the second where several mannequins wearing elegant dress clothes can be seen.

Blaise took a look at the clothes dressed on the mannequins, he had to admit that they looked pretty styling. Guess Blaise should have some expectations huh?

The Beast turns to look over him , piercing eyes scanning over him like a hunk of meat , he then turns to the tailor and requests "Dark blue wool suit , black night sky velvet ascot, black leather dress shoes."

Blaise just looks at Beast when he tells the tailor all that, that was quick.