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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:54 pm
Nikel had returned from his daily preening. Actually, today had been special. His beautiful violet and yellow haird had been preened, brushed, trimmed, and petted. He'd had a full body massage at a local day spa - with a little fun on the side - and a manicure and pedecure all in the same sitting! He felt absolutely RADIANT.
Oh yes. And now, he'd return to the shop and take over for Shanuh. His poor dear worked so hard - why the man wasn't enjoying life to its fullest, Nikel didn't understand. He knew their fate, yes, and it was a bleak, certainly, but why play dead when you were so alive?
This was their time to shine, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! Shanuh was far too serious, and didn't play enough. He didn't take advantage of the situation, didn't take advantage of the feelings and emotions they were ALLOWED to have by Fate! Shanuh lived a jaded lifestyle, and Nikel couldn't stand that.
Someone or something would get under the mans skin. Regardless of what they were, they were required to be human. They could cry and bleed and love and feel like the best of them.
But Shanuh couldn't seem to get over that fact that this was temporary.
Nikel needed to work on his friend more. There was so much life to live, Shanuh was missing out.
Humming to himself, the man's eyes drifted to the people around him and he stopped. Oooooh. Now who was that little treat of a thing. There was something intriguing about her, something dark, something different. She was off, like Shanuh and himself. She stuck out like a sore thumb -- and that eyeliner! Dear gods, how could she even stand to open her eyes?
If anyone was in need of a dire makeover, it was she.
Oh yes.
And yet -- well -- it couldn't hurt to speak with her. She was unique, and the shadows seemed to sing to her. Nikel liked people. Maybe this would be a good investment of his time.
Running after her, his stilletto heals clicking against the pavement, the man gave a shrill little whistle. "Hey -- Girl with the bad hair! You! Hang on a minute." Nikel wasn't one to run -- it was terribly unlady like of him, and he absolutely feared falling and tearing his fishnet, or worse, breaking a heal. But, in certain scenarios, he couldn't just walk.
This girl was something else. This girl he wanted to look at it. A new pet? Perhaps. If worse came to worse, potential fodder for the beasts.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 8:51 am
It wasn't that the girl hadn't heard the yound man hollering towards her direction, or hear his heels clicking on the floor- it didn't bother her either that he had stilletto heels and fishnet. It was more that she was pretending not to hear him, pretending like he was yelling at some one near her, but not at her. Though of course that didn't make much sense since there was no one else on her side of the sidewalk. Instead, she just sort of drifted, a litte slower than her previous pace, from window to window. If he really wanted her attention, he'd get to her eventually, and then she'd have to stop and deal with the confrontaion.
In one of the windows she noticed her reflection, her hair really was kind of gringy. Feeling the boy coming closer, and being a litte disturbed by his bad hair comment, she hastily tried to push the locks from her eyes. It was unsuccesful though, she didn't have a hair tie either.
Shrugging she went back to her random tandem of walking. She wasn't really going anywhere. Running away from her foster parents wasn't the smartest move. She was trying to waste time, before going back to the shelter. She now was out on the streets, in a city she didn't know, with no friends to turn to. If she had had any real friends she wouldn't have made such a reckless decission. The last of her carefully saved coin was running dry, it was stupid to have splurged so soon. The trunk of clean clothes was slowly emptying in to a giant pile of wrinkles. If she didn't find a job soon, she'd have to start begging.
She shuddered, no she's not that desperate. It's this depressive pessimistic thinking that was getting her now where. perhaps a good wash would get things going for her. Her dirty hair was probably the reson everyone turned her down for a job. Her hands wnet back to fidgeting with her hair. The stupid boy, had made her self-conscious of her dirty hair, and now it was going to bother her all day.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 8:56 am
Nikel crinkled his nose in his hasty jog over to her. It was dangerous in such shoes, but he was sure of his footing and could only hope upon hope his heels wouldn't break.
His gaze narrowed ever so slightly as she continued walking, her hands fidgeting idly with her hair. Despicable, really. How could she be ignoring him!? HIM of all people. The little rodent should be honored he even bothered to talk to her, to allow her to be seen in his radiant presence.
But, at the same time, his "maternal" instinct and drive to help those less fortunate than he took over. It wasn't her fault she was ashamed to be seen in such a dirty state. It wasn't her fault she was embarressed to be seen in public with that wardrobe, and ratty hair, and greasy skin. It was in Nikel's best interest to take her under his wing and clean her up.
To take her back to the shop with him. Shanuh wouldn't mind - he'd said something about a pair of rabid dogs wandering around the shop anyway, two he'd fed and preened over - so another hideous creature wouldn't be a bother! Oh no!
"You there," he almost panted, catching his breath from his sprint. Nikel wasn't one to sprint anywhere - people SHOULD be the ones flocking to HIM. But, no body really noticed his lack of grace. And it had gotten him over to the child.
Then a thought struck him. "You're not deaf are you? Hearing impaired?" The touch of pity could be easily heard in his voice. It would just figure, really.
The poor deaf ones always were found on the lowest rungs of society, but it was a game called survival of the fittest. Blind, deaf, mute, disabled - (and ugliness was one of the leading causes of disablement, in Nikel's opinion) they just weren't meant for a successful life. Funny how man had a way of trying to save them, to go against nature's wishes and avoid their fates of death.
Oh well. This case was too terrible of one for him to let it go unnoticed.
He'd be doing society a favor -- and besides -- there was something interesting about her. Something . . . . something that was giving Nikel a few ideas.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:20 am
It seemed that it would be impossible to try and avoid confrontation. He was right on her heels now, and she could tell he wouldn't just bugger off. He was dedicated she'd give him that. The poor thing had been chasing nonstop on his crazy high stilletto heels.
Not only that, but he thought she was deaf. Deaf? Perhaps she just didn't like talking to starngers. Like that McGruff dog would say when she was in grade school, something along the measly lines of oh.... don't talk to strangers! She could see now what he ment, people are greedy, heartless, bastards. You say hello, and they put a knife to your neck. He didnt look like he'd carry a knife, a nail file perhaps.
She stopped and looked into a window as he approached. His breath came out in a slight laborous wheeze from running, and his heels clacked on the pavement. His reflection in the glass was not that of very happy, a greal look of annoyance of course, but also a look of- was that curiosity? The girl turned around abrupty, nearly knocking into him as she did, and looked back him with as much annoyance that reflected in his face.
It was a few moments before she spoke, the words came slowly quiet and muffled as she stared at the crevices in the concreate. "Why are you following me?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:42 am
Nikel slammed on the brakes to avoid smacking into the woman. Catching himself, he caught his breath, reaching his long fingers hands up to play with his locks of hair. Taming the loose strands - way to go, jogging - he studied the quiet girl before him.
"I wouldn't of had to follow you if you would have stopped when I called," he pointed out, his voice almost hurt by her accusation. He wasn't following her, not really. He was just trying to get her attention! And there was a difference, in Nikel's mind.
He wasn't some sort of twisted stalker. Really.
"Why didn't you stop when I called?" He looked accusingly at her, crossing in his thin arms in an almost childish manner. Pouting, he looked down at the woman, still a bit offended that she made him chase.
He was too good to be running after complete strangers, but he couldn't just let someone like her get away.
Not only because she looked a mess and was in dire need of a makeover and bath, but because she had an intriguing feel. Different. And differences were always a good thing.
"ANYWAY," he continued, tossing his hair in the most girlish of manners, "For being a disheveled mess, there's something interesting about you. What's your name? I'm Nikel," he stated proudly, eyes gleaming, a sudden edge of excitement in his voice. "And I have taken it upon myself to help you! No need to thank me, of course, I'm doing society a favor by taking ugliness away!" He preened, hoping the woman would be glad that he, Nikel, stopped her. He could have kept walking, he could have ignored her. But he didn't.
His pity ran deep for creatures like Raven.
"So -- care for a make over? Hair-brush? Shower? A bit to eat? Some new clothes?" He started down his list of ideas, looking the woman over carefully. Hmmm. She might clean up nice with a little - or a lot- of his not-so-tender loving care!
And the way he was talking, Raven didn't seem to have much of a choice in the matter.
"And you let yourself go out in public, missy? Tsk tsk tsk." He shook his head, appalled by the idea of looking the way Raven did.
So much hideousness walking the streets, and so little time to fix them all!
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:52 am
She stood there appaled at what Nikel had been saying for the past ten minutes. Not following her? A make-over? Was that pity that echoed in the depths of his eyes? How could she assume there would not have been a confrontation with this- this Nikel person? Fire began to flicker into motion in the back of her mind.
Her eyes lit up, changing color from the lonely deep color of gray, to a hot liquid silver, her teeth grinding, she tried to think of a reply. "How," she paused a bit between words with the frustration slowly growing, "Do - I - let - My-self - out in public - misssy?" The silver spinning in her eyes seemes to hiss on the last word. "One would assume, Mr. Nikel, that I would not have to 'let my-self out' being as I am not a domestic house pet, or so I thought. Do you honestly hope to have captured my admiration by flashing a set of," the girl seemed to grit her teeth on specific words, more specificly the words that descibed the qualities which she seemed most likely to lack, "pearly whites, and your damned contollable tresses?"
"And on what planet do I have to be on to assume that I have to stop when some stranger clogging after me in six inch or taller stilletto heels wearing fishnet? Perhaps it would be a usuall thing for you Nikel, but generally where I come from, the boys in the town would not be dressed as you are."
The young girls body trembled as the words poured from her mouth. If she wasn't mistaken, she had just taken part of her frustration out on the boy. It was true that she was a bit disheveled, and from the looks, he was really trying to help. She looked at him, and the unnerving feeling of being in close contact with a stranger rushed over her. She stepped back, breathed deep, and slimmed the budding wrinkles from her skirt.
"I don't think I've said so many words at one time in the last three months, if you'll excuse me I'm going to go vomit." Her body shuddered, with one hand on the nearest tree, and heaved. A small amount of clearish material came forth thus, but that was it. "Ugh," the girl wiped her mouth with the side of her hand.
"I don't talk to people often, I just...don't do it. Anyways," The girl stood up tall, and struck out her right hand for Nikel to take, "I'm Gray, Crystal Gray, or as some call me Raven. It's up to you. It's a pleasure, however unseeming, to meet you Nikel."
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:54 am
Nikel stared down at the girl as she made her statements, the words rolling over his head and through his ears. Awww - how adorable! She seemed flustered and frustrated, and why shouldn't she be? To be put next to the epitome of perfection, welly, quite frankly, who wouldn't suddenly realize all their imperfection and haggardness.
"Oh, you're so funny!" He giggled, practically squealing from where he stood. His bright eyes were completely unperturbed by any harshness in her words, and he seemed to beam brightly at her.
It just didn't register with Nikel. Not really. He was perfect and could do no wrong, usually. If he were as disheveled as the girl, he'd probably take his anger out on another person too. "It's gonna be all right though, I promise. I have never not beautified any project I've worked upon - and trust me, I've had some pretty terrible, almost gag-worthy, cases!"
Oh, this was going to be wonderful. She had bite. She had flair. She just looked hideous. Well, he'd change that. Oh ho, yes he would!
He did naturally take a step back as she suddenly wretched. Hmm. Bulemia? Could be. It would certainly explain a lot. Silly creature. Vomiting wasn't a wya to obtain happiness! Well, with some people, maybe, but her? She was thin enough!
Hiding his slight distaste, he tilted his head curiously to study the girl. Silly creature. "Well Raven," he purred her name, his smile widening in delight. Raven. How ironic and silly and overall funny. "I didn't mean to flog you down like that - but I couldn't just let you walk away! I'd never see you again, I'm almost positive.
But I know my beauty's a bit hard to take in, so I'll just try to tone it down. No swaying hips, no swooshing hair," his eyes were light in good humor, but one could easily see he was serious. "Are you hungry, darling? What about a bath? I think those would probably be our best bet - and then we clean you up and get you settled in your new home (unless you'd rather live wherever you're living now?)" He gave her a sidelong glance, his grimace showing her exactly what he thought of THAT idea. "And we'll go from there after that! I promse you'll have as much fun as I will - bwell, maybe not. But I promise you'll be looking grand and wonderful and will radiate! Doesn't that sound like something you'd want?"
His words were etched in earnest, as he wistfully looked at her. How could she not want to be crafted to as close to perfection as her species seemed to allow?
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 10:07 am
Raven looked at the young man confused. "Excuse me?" Raven coughed out the words, her throat dry from retching. The words came out like a frog's croak.
She completely at a loss for what to do or say. Had this young man really just come out of no where and proposed to clean her up, provide a home, and food? Perhaps he was one of those delusional men that hung around the alleyways of New York, claiming to have seen aliens or that the gorvernment was plotting against us...or perhaps she simply misunderstood him. He seemed to have his wits about him, besides wearing womens clothes and his horribly large ego.
She looked at him, her head half tilted, her eyes wide from the mixture of thoughts runnning through her head. Nikel would have thought she was saring at him in awe, like he was a newly found knight in shinging armour, or the latest whatevers that seemed popular on the catwalks in France. To his dissapointment, she did not faint helplessly into his arms, begging to be swept off her feet as would he generic story bound princess. She examined his outfit, the heels, the fishnet, and his locks of hair kept neatly in place even through his jaunt to meet up with her.
It took very little time for her mind to shout yes, let's follow this mad man! But the argument there after kept her answer lingering, cold in the air. Her conscience told her, no, do not go-it's a stranger- your enimies are strangers, but her head said yes yes yes! When her stomach gurgled his angry protest, both the mind and the voice of reasoning silenced in agreement. She had little choice, but to follw this Nikel person. Follow him to her untimely death-unlikely in that skimpy outfit of his- or a hot dinner. Whatever the case, she just hoped she'd get warm food and a hot bath before she died.
He looked at her oddly, studying her like she was an alien creature. Raven realized she was staring at him, and put her hand out in front of her to gesture lead the way. When he looked at her puzzled still more, she rubbed her neck to indicate soreness. She hoped her journey would not require alot of talking.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 10:41 am
Nikel all but preened under her staring. Oh, he knew it was too great an offer for a small minded ugly creature like her to understand. His overwhelming beauty and generousity was found no where else but through him! He was an absolute doll! He just knew it! That was exactly what she was thinking. How great, and beautiful, and wonderful, and so very lucky and worthy she should feel that he'd bother to pick HER!
Of all the hideous, grime-covered, poor-looking, rats that ran around him, he chose HER!
Nikel was pleased. Her look of enchantment and wonder said it all.
"Well then," he started, seeing as how she didn't appear to want to talk. A shame he couldn't perform plastic surgury - maybe some tinkering with her voice box would be in order. That croak did absolutely NOTHING for her overall attractiveness. Not a bit. "This way, m'dear, this way. Are you hungry at all? Want a breathmint? Wretching is such a disgusting thing - blech," the man's nose crinkled, showing his obvious distaste and disgust. "I have some on me somewhere, I'm sure!"
Just because she didn't want to talk mean they were going to walk in silence. Nikel chatted away, obliviously, his stiletto's clicking across the pavement of the street. "Raven, Raven, Raven. Hmmmm - where to first?" He paused, glancing at the nearby shops. Wait - clean her up. Bathe her. Scrub her up. Chop her hair - or at least trim it to a comfortable length. "Tell me doll - any colour of hair you favor? Want a change? Purples? Pinks? Blues? Yellows - yellow is sooooo last season though. No yellow, I think," he mulled, reaching back to gesture at her unkempt locks.
"So tell me a bit about yourself? Do you have a home? I mean - if so - would you like somewhere else? I know a good place, a decent environment. And the man who owns it owes me more than a few favors." A little giggle and the softest of blushes suddenly stained Nikel's cheeks. It was true - JoJo and Nikel got along fairly well. And by "fairly well" it meant whenever they met, it usually ended with a good romp between the sheets!
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 10:46 am
Raven shook her head to say no, but then thought better of the mints. If fact a mint might cover up the taste of buring carrots and thousand island dressing. "Actually a mint would be nice...and a bottle of water if you have one hidden on you. She studied his thin body and slight outfit. "Perhaps there is a newstand nearby I can get one from?" Raven's voice was still a little scratchy but at least it wasn't croaking.
Raven looked at Nikel, unsure of what next to say. She giggled to herself, and then slowly spoke so that her throat had time to rest between words. "I have a home, or I did, but I am never going back. As for what you want to do first, I am at your grateful command, and as gestured earlier, lead the way." She winked at Nikel knowing her words were dangerously spoken.
She walked next to Nikel, following his lead. He wasn't such a bad guy, pushy maybe, but in the end he just turned out to be...funny. He's funny, and that is what Raven had decided. She studied how his feet fell in a slight swagger, and listened to the clacking of his heels. She knew his name, and he knew hers. If anything that meant he wasn't a stranger. Raven sighed deeply, knowing the angsty feeling would soon leave. Besides, somehow she knew this Nikel wouldn't stop till he got what he wanted anyways, so why fight it?
She giggled with the change of mood, a very girlish happy giggle, that might have caused unexistant friends to raise an eyeborw in confusion. But it felt good, the giggles poured out like a long kempt secret. It feelt soo good, that before she knew it she had lept uncontrollably onto Nikel in a hug- a very tight girlish hug. If a street lamp had not been near him to catch his balance, the two may have been in a ball on the floor. With something broken, at least a pair of stilletto heels ruined.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:16 pm
Nikel almost - almost fell over when the girl randomly glomped him. The violet and yellow haired man certainly hadn't expected such a pouncing - and from a girl too! Wow. Girls were fun. They were different than boys, but Nikel didn't care who he played with, so long as they were alive and had the slightest of pulse. Romping with corpses was purely distasteful in the man's opinion - only the most sick liked husks!
Thankfully, his hand reached out and snagged a nearby bus-stop sign. He broke a nail in the process, but at least his stilletto's were saved! Heaven forbid something happen to them. Priceless accessories really. Fixing broken heals never worked, and to buy a new pair just seemed excessive.
Looking down at the woman, the confusion lasted for a good two-seconds before fading. A delightful smile brightened his expression, giddiness travelling through his system. See? She was having a good time! Everything would be all right in no time at all.
"My work is just down the way, actually," he purred, reaching out to pat the girl on top of her grubby hair. It was a quick pet, and he did (as politely as possible) eventually untangle himself from her embrace. Hugs could come later. After a shower, bath, and thorough scrubbing. Ewww.
"We'll get you as much water as you desire! And -" he tilted his head, stepping back from her to study the clothing she wore. Hmmmmm. He could dig up clothes that size somewhere. JoJo always had spares, and soon, oh so very soon, she'd go on her VERY FIRST SHOPPING SPREE! It would be a glorious affair - with only the most expensive, the most beautiful, the most wonderful of fashions bought.
Extravagant living was what Nikel did best and his pets were treated like royalty. Unlike SHanuh, who preferred to take care of his favored ones subtly, Nikel was the exact opposite. If he wanted to shine his light upon them, there was no way they'd get out of his clutches easily. And boy oh boy would they know it!
"This way, darling - We'll stop at the shop and fix you up something to eat. There's a little bathroom you can wash up in, and my very good friend Shanuh will be happy to keep you company. I'll have to talk to Joey and see if I can arrange one of his spare rooms. No need to fret or fuss about rent. It's all on me, m'dear. It's all on me."
There was truth to his words. Raven was going to get spoiled to death. Funny how it could almost be taken in a literal sense!
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:17 pm
Raven looked at Nikel, with her head cocked to one side, and studied the purple streaks in his hair. A thought then occured to her, "Nikel, what is it exactly that you do? I mean...not many places of business would employ such-such" Raven paused not wanting to offend her new friend in the slightest, "such beauty."
Raven skipped, or something close to it as Nikel strutted down the sidewalk towards thier destination. Raven spoke to the clouds, to no one in general, "Oh a hot bath...that would be lovely..."
Raven thought about Nikel's kindness, and about how rude she was earlier. "Hey Nikel, I'm sorry about running away earlier... I'm really just not a people person. I am when you get to know me and all, but..." Raven stopped talking knowing that the walk to wherever they were going was almost over. Nikel had more of a bounce to his steps. Raven looked at Nikel a little fondly.
Nikel was a sweet man..err woman...err...man. Raven laughed to her-self, still skiping along the path Nikel was creating. There was an unusual warmth in the center of her stomach. It was an old feeling Raven hadn't felt since... but that was another memory she couldn't remeber. Never the less, Raven bounded on after Nikel to where ever they were going.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:18 pm
There was a giddyness radiating from Nikel, like a boy who was in dire need of letting Raven in on some sort of wickedly evil secret. As if he couldn't wait to begin treating her to a life of luxury. Of hot baths, of oil-treatments, manicures, pedicures, hair-stylists, colouring, waxing, make up, evening gowns, night gowns, sundresses, hats, silk sheets, the finest eateries; Raven's entire world would be flipped turned upside down, and there was nothing she could do stop it.
Transformed from a ugly, creeping insect into a golden-winged butterfly. That was his duty, his task. But then, she would have to be introcuded to them. The fluttering creatures. Her one task owed to him would be to watch over the Birds. Perhaps, if they found her appealing, perhaps one in specific.
Her last days would be glorious. She'd die in style, and have only the most ornate of funerals. Nikel couldn't let her be buried in a stupid box! Oh no. She'd be glamorous to the very end - invitations to her funeral would be sent out all over, 24 karot cold ink, silver roses, an entirely fashionable - if decadent! - affair.
Nikel couldn't wait.
"Hmmm?" Two sea-green eyes turned to focus upon the grubby girl. "Oh, I work in a petshop! Just another block down," he nodded, easily spotting the vibrant, neon-painted sign that sat above the door. It was a beacon of enchantment, alluring people in, and in its own way never letting them go. People could leave - but it was rare that they never returned.
"It's just over yonder," he gestured with a flick of his wrist, blowing a few strands of perfected hair out of his face. Nikel never gave his appearance much thought, at least when it came to thinking about it in comparison to others. He was the best, no matter what, no questions asked.
The gods would fall for him. They merely didn't because they knew they couldn't compare to his greatness.
"You see," he explained, preening under her understatement of beauty. "They didn't employ me. No job is worth my beauty, hun," he explained patiently, as if she were a simpleton or some sort of infant. "Arrogant, I know, but it's the truth! I chose this job of mine, it's sort of my niche in society currently. Kin of mine owns the shop. He's not nearly as good looking as myself, of course, but no one is, so I can't blame him for being. . . unattractive. Still, he gives it a good go. You'll meet him too, I'm sure! His name's Shanuh - ignore any creepy vibes he gives off, and the way he lets his hair tangle. I'll tell you a secret - I get on his case about it ALL the time - he doesn't condition.
"Not often, at least." The disgust was obvious in his voice.
To not condition his hair - what a horrible way to live! Nikel couldn't dream of skipping the conditioner - or not washing twice!
Shaking his head, he looked back and grabbed her hand, tugging her to hurry along. "No need to apologize, dearest!" His dismissal was genuine - he hardly remembered her being curt and avoidant! "Let's hurry! The sooner you meet Shanuh and some of the animals, the sooner we can introduce you to JoJo down the way, and get you an apartment!
"You'll have hot water, golden faucets, meals served to you everday - unless of course you'd prefer to eat out or . . .even cook yourself!" The man wasn't so sure about actually cooking himself, but Shanuh knew how to whip up a few good dishes. So maybe this Raven girl did too? "Oh, you'll absolutely shine and radiate with a little tender loving care! Come on! Beauty can't wait!"
And Nikel truly believed it.
It didn't take them long to make it to the shop. He pulled her in, ignoring the jingling of bells that clattered against the door. "Wait here lovely - go ahead and poke at all the animals! I'll be right back. If you see anything you want, just, let me know! Pets are great things to have, so furry and cute. Anything you want, it's yours. No charge." He winked at her. "There are some benefits to being a manager. No go on - look around and indulge."
Without another word, he disappeared with a click of his high-heels to the back of the shop. He'd dig up his friend sooner or later. For now, he'd let the girl search.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:21 pm
Raven stood there kind of confused as Nikel rushed by her. She wasn't sure where to start in the pet shop. So she just casually strode around looking at the furries and scalies and feathers and fishies.
A ferret cage came to her direct attention. There was a bunch of them, six or seven at least all snuggled together in a ball of warm furry warmth. Raven smiled at them, she'd wanted one of these before... she inhaled sharply. Most of the ferrets were sable colored, dark brown and creme. There was, however, a white and gray one, and an albino couple too. The runt of the litter was a dark dark brown, nearly black. It's body was considerably smaller.
Ferrets in pets shops meant one thing to Raven, more time in the shop. The last shop nearest to her older home she visited every day. When you can't afford a pet you go and see them hoping every day that you'll be able to get one. Raven wanted ferrets for their boundless engery, and the ablity to sleep half the day to get it. A sociable pet to keep the lonliness at bay. A heavy sigh escaped her, she knew that getting a pet was not a good substitue for her lack of a human social life.
Continuing through the aisles of the pet shop Raven found her way into the freshwater fish. In her opinon, most of the fish were very unnatractive to her. There were a few she liked though, Chiclids for theier uncanny ablility to want to eat everything, Ghost catfish because they were cute small and see-though, and then the betas for thier quiet beauty. Raven found one inparticular she liked and stared at it for a long time. She'd never found one so sad looking and soo delipitated. It had looked as if it'd been chewn up and spitten out. Unlike the others, who had full red or blue fins that danced in the water like stain ribbons, this little guy was gray with tatters that seems to drag behind him- if he even moved. It occured to Raven, then, that they had some similarities.
Raven went up to the counter to look for someone to help her. With Nikel's assistance she was sure to get a job soon. She felt a deep need inside to help out the little gray one. It was only just that as she was being helped, she should pass on her good fortune and help him as well.
It seemed that who ever would have helped her, was the person that Nikel had gone to fetch. Raven took another glance at the gray and then went to look at other pets. In the salt water section Raven found many exotic fish and sea life that she would have loved to have. Especially, the eels and octpus. She could see herself with a tank full of snowflake eels, though she didn't know if the octopi and eels could live in the same tank. As she walked out she passed by some of the tanks with live coral and anemones. The coral shimp beckond her attention with thier wavy feelers, and grabby claws. The was a giddy warmth in her stomach as she left the tanks behind.
Soon she was walking through the bird cages. She spent to time with the cockatiels, not even the gray ones. She passed by the birds cautiously. A lot of pet shop birds were unfriendly and were bitters. While Raven loved to looks and talk to birds, there were not many she liked to touch. A pair of young love birds caught her attention with thier childish coos, but they were still skittish. And african gray talked up a storm with Raven, apparanly it knew how to curse. Raven laughed imagining Nikel cursing up a storm everytime his panty hose were ruined in that shop. Could that be the reason this Gray cursed like a sailor? Raven passed him by still curious to the other bids. A quiet one drew her attention. She looked at him, and he her. It wasn't one of the normal birds with thier cherry chirpy attitudes. Raven didn't see a price or a species tag, but he looked like something of a wild breed, like a hawk or eagle. She liked him because he was silent.
Silence...Raven dispised it and both loved it at the same time.
It was then that Raven heard voices coming down the stairs as well as a familiar clack clack of heels. Raven ran over to greet them egar to tell Nikel of the beta. She didn't really want Nikel to get it for her for free, she was willing to pay for it...but if she didn't have too....Raven laughed, she knew that her time with Nikel would completly change her life.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:22 pm
Raven stood there kind of confused as Nikel rushed by her. She wasn't sure where to start in the pet shop. So she just casually strode around looking at the furries and scalies and feathers and fishies.
A ferret cage came to her direct attention. There was a bunch of them, six or seven at least all snuggled together in a ball of warm furry warmth. Raven smiled at them, she'd wanted one of these before... she inhaled sharply. Most of the ferrets were sable colored, dark brown and creme. There was, however, a white and gray one, and an albino couple too. The runt of the litter was a dark dark brown, nearly black. It's body was considerably smaller.
Ferrets in pets shops meant one thing to Raven, more time in the shop. The last shop nearest to her older home she visited every day. When you can't afford a pet you go and see them hoping every day that you'll be able to get one. Raven wanted ferrets for their boundless engery, and the ablity to sleep half the day to get it. A sociable pet to keep the lonliness at bay. A heavy sigh escaped her, she knew that getting a pet was not a good substitue for her lack of a human social life.
Continuing through the aisles of the pet shop Raven found her way into the freshwater fish. In her opinon, most of the fish were very unnatractive to her. There were a few she liked though, Chiclids for theier uncanny ablility to want to eat everything, Ghost catfish because they were cute small and see-though, and then the betas for thier quiet beauty. Raven found one inparticular she liked and stared at it for a long time. She'd never found one so sad looking and soo delipitated. It had looked as if it'd been chewn up and spitten out. Unlike the others, who had full red or blue fins that danced in the water like stain ribbons, this little guy was gray with tatters that seems to drag behind him- if he even moved. It occured to Raven, then, that they had some similarities.
Raven went up to the counter to look for someone to help her. With Nikel's assistance she was sure to get a job soon. She felt a deep need inside to help out the little gray one. It was only just that as she was being helped, she should pass on her good fortune and help him as well.
It seemed that who ever would have helped her, was the person that Nikel had gone to fetch. Raven took another glance at the gray and then went to look at other pets. In the salt water section Raven found many exotic fish and sea life that she would have loved to have. Especially, the eels and octpus. She could see herself with a tank full of snowflake eels, though she didn't know if the octopi and eels could live in the same tank. As she walked out she passed by some of the tanks with live coral and anemones. The coral shimp beckond her attention with thier wavy feelers, and grabby claws. The was a giddy warmth in her stomach as she left the tanks behind.
Soon she was walking through the bird cages. She spent to time with the cockatiels, not even the gray ones. She passed by the birds cautiously. A lot of pet shop birds were unfriendly and were bitters. While Raven loved to looks and talk to birds, there were not many she liked to touch. A pair of young love birds caught her attention with thier childish coos, but they were still skittish. And african gray talked up a storm with Raven, apparanly it knew how to curse. Raven laughed imagining Nikel cursing up a storm everytime his panty hose were ruined in that shop. Could that be the reason this Gray cursed like a sailor? Raven passed him by still curious to the other bids. A quiet one drew her attention. She looked at him, and he her. It wasn't one of the normal birds with thier cherry chirpy attitudes. Raven didn't see a price or a species tag, but he looked like something of a wild breed, like a hawk or eagle. She liked him because he was silent.
Silence...Raven dispised it and both loved it at the same time.
It was then that Raven heard voices coming down the stairs as well as a familiar clack clack of heels. Raven ran over to greet them egar to tell Nikel of the beta. She didn't really want Nikel to get it for her for free, she was willing to pay for it...but if she didn't have too....Raven laughed, she knew that her time with Nikel would completly change her life.
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