Riley let her go, not doing anything. He'd guessed that nobody knew how hard it was being collided with a robot with human parts. It felt terrible. You couldn't go anywhere without a bunch of crazies in white coats after you. Riley grabbed on to a nearby table and stood up. He slid back onto his spot on the shelf, tears going down his cheeks. Everyone was so distant towards him. If he could only feel the warmth of his brother's love right now..
Anti began to feel traces of dread fill her stomach as she watched her own actions bring her new friend to tears. "Ah! I'm so sorry, I just... " She climbed up next to him on the shelf, her grey eyes filled with sympathy and guilt." I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not really used to friends, or people for that matter... I'm sorry." Anti watched his teary eyes stream and bit her lip uncomfortably.
The pale doll wrapped her short arms around Riley in a soft embrace, burying her head into her fluffy mane of orange curls. "I'm so, so sorry. "
ooc;; asdfjkl; I feel so bad for Riley right now ;; ___ ;;
Riley's grey teary eyes looked over at the other. Her orange curls had almost been entangled with his red mane. However, He didn't care. His robotic hand patted her back very softly. He decided to help her fix him, which was easy without tools. He lifted her head up, and he had her watch as his chest opened up. There, in the center, was a ball of warm glow. Beside it was his vocal chord. He pointed to it, wanting her to attach the loose wire to the ball.
Anti lifted her head as Riley motioned, and watched in awe as his chest expanded to reveal the inside mechanics. "... Wow... " She whispered, and reached out to follow his guide. After watching his motions, she pulled the wire softly to attach it to the ball, her hand trembling lightly as she made the final adjustments.
"Is that what you wanted me to do?" She asked, a little uncertain due to Riley's inability to direct her verbally. Anti sat close to the mechanical doll, her arms cautiously drawn close to herself as she watched for his response.
''Good job.'' He replied, now able to speak. He smiled and blushed. Thanking the girl for her help. ''I'd to it myself, but the wire is rather hard to grip with such big hands. That's why it takes the smallest of tools to get me working.'' He said, tears now dried up.
Alice Shaking the young woman's hand, she smiled. "I'm Alice, it's a pleasure to meet you as well" her tone light, taking on a consistency like bells. Hearing the young man next to her she turned her crimson gaze to him. "Ah! Well, please do come in then! I'm sure we'll have a doll that'll fit your needs" quietly, she made her way to the door, flipping the sign to open along with the door.Holding it, she patiently waited for the two to come on in, hoping they'd find someone that fit their needs. Despite her weak hopes, she knew that in working up front, she wouldn't be bought. She'd come to know this well, yet she still weakly hoped deep down.Pushing that thought, she smiled again towards the two."Right this way, if you don't mind" she absent-mindedly flicked dust off the edge of her dress, a small puff smoke like dirt falling to the ground.
((OOC: sorry for not posting yesterday, was really busy))
Shaking Alice's hand back, she smiled. 'She couldn't be a doll, her hand is warm.I'm just tired is all,'
Shrugging off the thought that dolls could come to life, Kareal followed her companion into the shop. It was vintage looking but somewhat modern. There were all different styles, sizes and colors of dolls. Some looked as old as the 1800's while some looked futuristic. Looking around, movement caught her eye. There were two dolls she thought she seen move. One was a firey red and the other had passionet orange hair.
(OOC: no probs. Its a regular school week so I probably wont be posting much either. crying)
With a small sigh, she slid into the room, heels lightly clicking against the old wooden boards. Brushing a few strands of hair from out of her face, she began to wipe down the table, then climbed back onto the tall stool behind the counter with a small plop.There wasn't much to do, though she knew she needed to move her case at some point. It stood in the back room, which no one really went into, but still, it needed to be put into storage.Ignoring the thought, she surveyed the room, watching the two humans without saying a thing.
Her posture made her seem even more doll like, especially as she gave up and gazed out the window longingly.She supposed she could escape the shop, but it wouldn't get her very far.Besides, what was the point? Outside,she had nothing, not a soul.The only reason she stayed in the shop was because of this void, the hope that she'd be bought and actually have somewhere to go for once.It was sickening, the small shop, despite it's 'cozy' feel and clean floors.Deep below it's warm exterior, it was a prison, a hell, and though Alice knew this, she couldn't do a thing about it.That was probably the worst part, she thought, gazing with somber eyes out the window yet again.
Anti hurried to make a natural pose as two people walked into the store; Alice, the doll she knew well, and a human. She froze quickly, her hands rested in the lap of her skirt, and her legs dangling over the shelf edge. Her face blanked to a pleasant enough expression, although she was worried the girl might have seen her move. Oh dear! Well, at least she doesn't look threatening... Anti watched as Alice took her seat behind the counter, her long white hair streaming into her dress. Normally, she'd be jealous of her amazing crystalline beauty but, at that moment she had more pressing things to think about.
Her orange drills rested softly on her pink outfit, unmoving. She maintained her smiling expression, silently praying the customer thought she was acceptable enough to take her home, away from the loneliness of the doll shop. Anti turned on the charm through her silver, shining eyes, lighting up her face.
I've been here long enough... I don't want to be here anymore...!
Riley had froze too. His eyes became glassy, and his firey red mane smoothed down even more. He wanted to go, and find his brother. It was terrible being like this. But the girl next to him...She was here more then he was. He could feel her loneliness. Riley knew how it felt to be that way. A single tear went down his cheek as he sat frozen.
May yawned and sat up from her small little bed in the back. She rubbed her eyes and saw visitors. She squeaked and her tiny voice yelled "Wake me when we have visitors!". She got out of her bed and quickly got dressed in her purple-ish red leggings, pink mid sleeve shirt, and purple shorts.
May walked into the main room and smiled. She was small. 5 feet flat to be exact. May smiled wider and said "Hi!".
Looking around the shop again, she felt cozy but there was an underlying current of so much negativity it made the hairs on her arms and the nape of her neck raise. It was kind of spooky. A tear fell from one of the red haired doll's eyes and Kreal froze in shock. Slowly she walked over and whiped the tear from his face and then gently picked him up, cradling him in her arms. 'Theres so much detail in this doll,' she thought as she gazed intently at the doll. His skin was a bit warmer than the room's temperature...
Jumping at the sound of another voice, Kreal turned around to see who the new comer was. Another pretty little doll-like girl. What was going on here? Were the people that work here all so small?
Riley felt warmer all the sudden. Never has anyone handled him with such love..such care...It was a new feeling. Maybe if he kept this up, just possibly he might find the loving arms of Rairi too. Another tear came down his cheek, and his glassy eyes got misty.
Seeing May come out and talk,she sighed,knowing that adding another doll to the mix was a possible problems.Guessing that they'd behave themselves, she looked towards the door, sadness clearly written on her face.Yet, within a moment, her face went blank, and she pulled out a rag,wiping at some non-existing dust on the counter top.'I suppose this is going to be the scenario forever....'she sighed, struggling to contain a blank expression as her ruby red eyes teared up.Trying to push the thought away,she surveyed the room for a moment.'It doesn't matter,just as long as the others are living happily....'she thought to herself
Kareal's eyes widened in shock as another tear ran down the dolls face.
"Please don't cry," she whispered to the doll, "I'm not going to hurt you."
Again she mentaly kicked herself. 'WHY AM I TALKING TO A DOLL?!'
She whiped away his tear again with gentle hands, careful not to hurt him.
"I'm a friend. I have a doll at home, Raphael. I talk to him all of the time. I've never mistreated him but he always seems lonely."
Her whisper was soft but she knew if he was real, he would hear her. But if he wasn't real... she would put him down and run. She was talking ... to a DOLL for cripe's sake! She looked around the shop and seen that Alice was also crying. She looked from the crying doll, back to Alice, then back to the crying doll again. 'No... this can't be happening.. they can't be...'