The Knight...?

<sub>"This has to be one of the crappiest weeks of my life, man..."

Linus hid a grin behind his hand as he watched his friend struggle into the navy blue overcoat, snickering as one of the sleeves got caught. "You know, most guys would salivate at the chance to be in contact with a dominatrix like Iskra and re-enact ancient battles without looking like a fan boy. Though i'll admit, I think you're in a little over your head this time." He said, grinning.

Jason frowned and glared balefully at the blonde - though the effect was rather effectively ruined by the act one of his arms had been forced above his head by the malfunctioning coat. "Laugh and i'll tie you to the floor of Obie's stall. Ever wondered what a hoof up the arse feels like?" He said, huffing.

Linus chuckled and stood up to help arrange Jason's uniform. Coming from the strict, upper-class family he had, Linus knew all about formal wear and uniforms. "There, all neat. I dare say you actually look passable for civilised society, for the first time in your life. Hair aside." Linus said, eyeing the messy locks.

Wrinkling his nose, Jason pulled away and crossed his arms over his chest. "No hating on the do, man. That's just not cool." Hearing the snort from the other man, Jason rolled his eyes and tugged at the collar, sighing. "...It's itchy... and the pants are riding up my-"

"Well how else would they ensure you sit up straight?" Linus interjected smoothly, smiling cheerfully at the brunette's outraged squawk as he shoved the younger man out the door. "Have fun!"</sub>

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In which Jason White has a fashion dilemma, Linus is amused and Oberon just wants to get moving!

So yes, this is the uniform of the Knights Errant - the lining changes depending on the class of the Ritari. And that gold string going from Obie's saddle to his tail is where the honour medallions are collected - given to a Knight for every successful mission carried out.