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"Welcome to Vampyre! How may I… Ryley! How is my favorite customer? Modeling my wares today I see!" Ryley stifled a giggle at the girl's wide-eyed stares as Georgia stepped around some clothing racks. She couldn't blame them. Georgia was huge. Not weight wise. She was a skinny as a model. But she was tall, nearing 6'6" and as dark as they come. Black everything with a pale white face done up in old-fashioned rice powder, she often shocked people not used to the style. The amazon came forward and gave Ryley a hug. "And you've brought friends! Wonderful! Initiating new people."
Ryley stepped back and stood protectively in front of the girls. She knew that tone. Georgia had seen someone she liked. Watching the woman's eyes, she giggled when she figured out it was Penny. "This is Emily, JJ, and Penelope. I work with them. They're coming out to Renegade with me and I need to outfit them properly." She slowly reached behind her and dragged the women up one by one, hissing at them to show their lipstick print as she did. "We also have to buy clothes for six men."
Georgia arched a brow, whether at the fact that all three of the women obviously bore Ryley's mark or at the number of men, Ryley couldn't tell. "Six. My, my Ryley. Aren't you being selfish. I don't suppose the perfectly delectable Bobby is among those."
Ryley laughed a shook her head. "I'm afraid not, but I'll bring pictures in next time for you to add to your wall. All six men are definitely model-worthy."
"Aww! Ry! I'm gonna tell Kev you said that!" Penny gushed, hugging her niece. Ryley blanched, she hadn't been thinking of her uncle when she said, that then again, she didn't exactly notice the sex appeal of anyone in her family. She wasn't going to disillusion her aunt though. The woman was too happy.
"So, do we want to pick out for the men or women first?" Georgia asked, leering at the tech analyst once again.
Ryley narrowed her eyes and firmly adjusted Penny to where her print was showing. "Actually Georgia, I'm going to help them. I know my way around the store."
Georgia pouted but nodded her consent, and Ryley drug the girls around to the where they kept the skirts. She had a definite idea for what she wanted everyone to wear, and Penny and JJ were getting skirts.
She saw the perfect one for Penelope immediately. It was short and puffy with bright yellow petticoats and a black tulle overskirt. Aunt Penny squealed when she saw it and clutched it to her chest. "It's perfect Ry!"
Ryley smiled and continued surfing through the rack. She wanted to have JJ in a skirt too, but pink, and with a bit more black. Maybe with a few chains. Three racks and a dive into the bargain bin later, and Ryley finally found what she was looking for. Two black tulle petticoats with one of pink tulle sandwiched between them, black satin overskirt with large hot pink roses embroidered around the edge. It came with a wide black belt that had a hot pink rose as a buckle. JJ, whose eyes had been looking at the clothing Ryley pulled out to study with concern, lit up at the sight of the skirt, and Ryley tossed it to her with a laugh. "That one then?"
JJ nodded excitedly. Prentiss laughed, never thinking she'd see her Prom Queen friend so excited over something so off trend. "So what do I get?"
Ryley studied Prentiss for a moment, eyeing the other woman's body. An idea hit her. "You liked the idea of the hooker boots, right?" Prentiss blushed but nodded. "Then I've got the perfect idea, you're ok with purple, right?" Prentiss nodded again. "Then come on. I saw these kick ass skinny jeans the last time I was here. I can't wear them but they'd look awesome on you!"
The intern ripped over to the pants section, flipping through the with what seemed like preternatural speed. With a loud "Ah-ha!" She pulled out a pair of jeans that had all three women gasping in delight. They were dyed black, but a true black, not the dark grey that most "black" jeans seemed to be. Two purple straps hung down on either side like suspenders, just shorter and black vines were stitched into the straps. Emily's eyes brightened and she jerked the pants from Ryley's hands. "Mine!" She cried. "I claim them!"
Ryley laughed and led the women over to the shirts. These would be easier. She wanted them all in corsets, herself included, to solidify them as a group when they get into Renegade. Slowly, she flipped through the racks that housed the garment, looking for something perfect for all of them. She found Prentiss's first. It was a simple black corset whose straps came up in circlet that would settle across her collar bone in lieu of a necklace. The back laced together with a purple ribbon that matched the straps on the jeans perfectly and she wanted to jump for joy when she saw it. Without a word she thrust it at Emily, giving the older woman a warning glare when she opened her mouth to protest.
She found Penny's next. While not quite a corset, it was close enough to solidify her with the group. The top reminded her a bit of the bar wench costumes you see at a Renaissance Fair. The bodice and straps were black while yellow, off the shoulder sleeves billowed down and banded around her wrists. Instead of laces in the back, it hooked, but bright yellow stitching that matched the sleeves and her skirt ran up the length. It was beautiful. When Ryley held it out for her aunt, Penny broke into a bright smile and took it. "It's beautiful Ry, but are you sure I'll fit in it?" Slyly, Ryley showed her how the fabric stretched and Penny's smile got even wider. "You are the most awesome niece in the world, just to let you know."
JJ's took the longest to find, if only because Ryley insisted the shades of pink match perfectly. Finally, she found it. It was a plain black long sleeved shirt, but the stitching was done in a neon pink that matched her skirt. Tucked into the skirt, with the belt wrapped around her waist to accentuate her slender figure, JJ would look stunning. And JJ, being a bit more modest than the other members of her team, loved the fact that it wasn't as skimpy as Prentiss or Garcia's.
She took the skirt gratefully, flashing a warm smile at Ryley, her apprehension lessening as they went on. "Ok. We've got bottoms. We've got tops. What next?"
Ryley laughed. "What do you think babe? Prentiss's favorite part. Shoes!"
The girls had fun, following Ryley around, seeing her in her element. She found a pair of steel toed hooker boots identical to her own that she thrust at a deliriously happy Prentiss, even finding some purple laces to replace the black ones they came with. Penny got a pair of black kitten heels with little yellow bows on them and JJ got a pair of black flats with pink stitching that matched her shirt. Then it was time to outfit the boys.
"Oh! How are we going to do Kevin?" Penny asked, bouncing as they made their way onto the men's side of the store.
"Or Will?"
Prentiss shook her head and hooked arms with Ryley. "I'm so happy I don't have a boyfriend to worry about."
Ryley grinned and arched a brow at her. "What about Sergio? I thought he was just a substitute for a man."
"Hey! Every girl needs someone to come home to at night!" Emily replied, laughing. "So how are you going to outfit the six sexy men taking us out Saturday?"
"Technically, we'll have eight sexy men, depending on whether or not Bobby brings his boyfriend." Ryley corrected with a grin. "But for the six I get to dress up. I have definite ideas."
"Like what?" JJ asked, following the intern over to a wall full of Tripp pants. Ryley had all of the men's outfits pictured in her mind and had from the moment they'd agreed to let her dress them. Of course, some adjustments had to be made to Will's accessories since JJ had roses on her outfit, but other than that, she knew what she wanted.
She pulled out the list of sizes she'd gotten from the girls that morning at breakfast and started with Uncle Kevin's outfit first. The pants with yellow chains were easy enough to find, as was the black t-shirt with a small yellow dragon embroidered on the hip. She threw the clothes to Penny who caught them with ease. "For starters, the couples are all going to match, at least color wise. Aunt Penny, will you please go ask Georgia for a cart." She paused. "On second thought, Emily, will you go?"
Emily nodded and briskly walked away. Ryley continued surfing through the clothes. She found pure black Tripp pants and a plain long-sleeved black shirt for Rossi. Next came Hotch. With an evil grin, she pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and with purple stitching and purple straps that matched Emily's, minus the vines. It came with a black tank top that had purple stitching along the collar and Ryley had JJ bury the clothes under her own. The communications liaison and tech analyst, seeing the coloring, shook their heads at their intern's trick. Hotch and Emily were in for a surprise come Saturday.
"You know Hotch is going to pitch a fit when he sees you got him skinny jeans, right Ryley?" JJ asked, watching as the younger woman pulled out pure white Tripp pants with black piping. At Penny's arched brow, Ryley quickly explained.
"They're for Derek. They'll look great against his skin tone. And as for Hotch, if he didn't want skinny jeans, he should have said something before giving me free reign."
Penny laughed. "So where's Derek's shirt Ry?"
The intern grinned evilly over her shoulder. "He doesn't get one."
"My God, every woman in the place is going to die."
"Then they'll be buried face-up." Ryley shot back, even knowing that they probably wouldn't get the Shakespearean reference.
The two just shook their head and watched as Ryley quickly worked her way around, grabbing black and red colored clothes for Will, since she highly doubted the Southern boy would wear pink, and even found some clothes with blue and orange twisted stitching for Reid. Briefly, she considered leaving him without a shirt as well, purely for her own enjoyment, but decided against it, knowing he was too self-conscious to ever go for that. Instead, she found plain black wife-beater, and, remembering how he'd looked that morning in his kitchen, decided she was being nice enough by giving him a shirt at all. Next came shoes, and Ryley got lazy with the men, buying them all the same style, making concessions to their outfit by buying laces that matched their lightest color.
Now came Ryley's absolute favorite part, and Penny's. Accessories. Georgia was a fan as well, because an entire room was dedicated to any piece of jewelry you could imagine. Ryley went nuts. Within moments she had everyone's accessories picked out except Reid's. She finally slowed down, studying the men's adornments with care. Finally, she found it. It was a kit, technically, but it came with two leather wristbands and a matching leather choker, plus thread and other attachments that you could use to decorate them yourself. After a whispered conference with Penny, she threw the kit in the cart that Emily had brought back.
"Are we done?" Penny asked, disappointed. Ryley nodded, but smiled at them. "You guys kind of like this style, right? At least for every once in a while?" They all nodded and Ryley clapped happily. "Ok then, stay right here, I'm going to go make a deal with Georgia."
Ryley left them in the accessories section and ran to go get the Amazonian owner. After about fifteen minutes, they both came in, chattering excitedly. Ryley bounced in front of them, and the girls gaped. They'd never seen a happier Goth. "Ok. So I worked a deal out with Georgia here. We all get to pick out one outfit, from head to toe, accessories and shoes included, and as long as we let her take a couple pictures of us in them, we get it all for free!"
The three women gaped at Georgia, who just shrugged in response. "I run a catalog as well. It's actually where most of my business comes from. That and rebellious teenagers. You four are gorgeous and one outfit is well worth what I'll make up in revenue from what the photos of you will sell. Especially you gorgeous." She ogled Penelope. "I'm one of the few that sells plus size and seeing someone like you, oh man, the orders will come pouring in."
Garcia blushed and Ryley moved to stand beside her, sending a silent threat Georgia's way. "Go pick out your outfits girls, whatever you want. I'll help you with accessories when you're ready and Georgia will do your make-up. Then we'll do a quick photo session and it's off to lunch."
The girls sensed the tension in the air and quickly moved off to do as Ryley asked. None of them wanted to be caught in the crossfire between the Amazon and the intern. Ryley forced a pleasant smile until she heard them moving around in the women's clothing section before turning to Georgia.
"They all wear my print. They're all off limits. Especially Penelope. Are we clear?" She hissed out in a dangerous whisper. Georgia backed up, hands in the air, before crossing her arms at the wrists and slightly baring her neck. It was a typical submissive maneuver and Ryley calmed down… somewhat. She pushed the cart toward the owner. "Please go ring this up and store it behind the counter. I'll pay and pick it up before we leave."
The owner nodded once and scurried off while Ryley went to join her coworkers. She had seen the perfect outfit earlier and knew exactly what she wanted to go with it.