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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 6:23 pm
Istas wasn't calling her a liar at all, she was just justifying how it could be Ele's when she called it as such. She grinned as she hummed waiting in line. "Yes. Cherokee Reservation. In the Mountains down south." She replied.
She smiled as she nodded, "Okay! I'll stuff mine first." It was a pause in her explanation as she handed the eyes and the nose to the older lady sitting at the stuffer. "I'm part Cherokee." She finished as she kept an eye on the stuffer sewing the eyes on before turning around the wolf to stuff him.
She picked up a little polka-dotted heart that was pink and white waiting for the lady to finish. She then did as directed in rubbing the heart and holding it close to her own to make a wish before placing it in the wolf.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 10:56 pm
"Well, that's an interesting mix-- I want to say exotic, but seeing as it's native american, I can't, hm?" Elegancia cocked her head in thought as Istas stuffed her animal-- she was mentally taking notes. The heart thing, the whole shebang. "Well, I'm Italian. Not nearly as interesting as Native American, but still..."
Elegancia strutted up to the stuffing machine, filled her animal up, and put a heart in as well. "I'll wish that my, uhm, cousin likes this-- since I'm putting so much effort into it, and all..." Elegancia smiled, gathered everything up, and made her way to the counter. She turned to Istas, holding her smile in place, then began, "well, seeing as you helped me so much, I suppose I could pay for your wolf?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 11:10 pm
Istas smiled as she was complemented? "I suppose not? What's exo...tic?" She asked, it was a funny word to say. She knew some words others she didn't, this happened to be one to escape her vocabulary.
She giggled, "You're not suppose to tell your wish silly~! It won't come true." Istas was giggling, she meant it in the nicest way. It was a known fact you don't tell others your wish, and Istas held true to those superstitions.
She blinked as Ele offered to pay for Istas' wolf. "Really?" She asked looking a bit startled at the offer, he was still naked however she noticed a really cute blue belled collar that she picked up. She had been digging for the gift card, after she'd placed the collar on the wolf's neck.
"I mean it was fun helping you and all, but you don't have to... I have the gift card my grandfather gave me?" She was unsure if it'd be rude to accept or to deny the older girl. This was one of those scenarios that she didn't often run into. Ice cream was one thing, a plush toy was another, specially when they weren't quite cheap.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 11:09 pm
"Gift cards? Psshaw, I say. They're cheap and tacky." Elegancia reached into her clutch purse for her credit card-- the Visa, to be specific-- but ended up catching sight of the time on her cell phone. Unfortunately, it was 7 minutes until it was time for her to meet up with Adira for Vogue training. It wouldn't due to be late, even if it was fashionable-- she didn't tolerate late arrivals, not in the least. It put her in a slightly sour mood. "While I hate to cut our quaint little meeting short," she began flatly, "I must get going..."
Elegancia waltzed over to the front counter, snapped her fingers at the nearest attendant, then began, "oh, yoohoo-- you! Yes, you! See that adorable ringlet-haired child over there? Yes, pay for anything she needs. Charge my father's account at... " She droned on about all the technical information on her routing number, the maximum limit, all that good stuff. Before long, Elegancia returned to where Istas was standing, picking clothes for her animal out diminutively.
"Like I said, psshaw on gift cards. I really did enjoy your company-- hopefully you can get whatever you want! Maybe a friend to go with your wolf?" She looked down at the animal she had created, then at the Wolf still in progress of being born. "Actually, why don't you take this one? I could always get a new one for my cousin... They look like they might be friends!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 9:42 am
"Oh?" Istas looked a little bewildered first at the fact the gift card was cheap and tacky. Then when Ele started giving out routing numbers and stuff, the child's eyes widened even more. She hadn't expected this, it seemed the attendant wasn't quite use to this either. The child scratched the back of her head as she watched.
She nodded softly, "T-thank you." She said and watched as she was handed the bunny. The poor child seemed awful confused, she tried to smile despite that. "Thank you, maybe we'll see each other again?"
She tried to remember her manners even though she seemed a bit unsure of what just happened.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 11:46 am
"Aw, you're welcome, Miss Istas," she said while patting the top of Istas' adorable little head, obviously in a hurry. "I am extremely sorry to have to cut our meeting so short, because if I would, I'd stay..." She looked over her shoulder, and out into the mall's hallways, "but I simply cannot." Elegancia took her hand off of Istas' little head, breaking away from her so as to leave. "It really was a pleasure."
The auburn-haired Elegancia turned her back to Istas, about to leave for her little meeting with Adira. "We shall meet again! We shall, it'd be lovely." Truthfully, though, and somewhat depressingly, she wasn't sure if they would meet once more. But who knew? Fate worked in mysterious ways! And with that thought, Elegancia was out the door and on her way to Vogue training.
Hopefully she wouldn't be late.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:14 pm
"It's okay, I understand, thank you." Istas replied and then milled around a bit after Miss Ele left, before grabbing one of the outfits and walked over to the counter. The employee was still thoroughly baffled as Istas sat the two toys on the counter and the other outfit.
She got checked out and thanked the guy before meeting her mom.
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