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 Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 8:44 pm
Well, Baza wasen't discouraged at all, he still had her attention. Tucking away the costly dress, the fox merchant observed Cherry, wondering what she would buy. Needless to say, he didn't really read customers, it was usually his persistence that got the job done, though in this case, it would probably be the items shown.
Baza slowly walked up to the bubbly one and smiled at her, slightly bowing. "If you could tell me what you would like or are looking for ma'm, I would gladdly help you with your decision. I know exacly how much each of my items cost" The fox merchant stated, having a friendly smile on his face.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 9:25 pm
"What do I want....? Hmm...."
Cherry thoughtfully ran her hands through her hair. What did she want? Well, poor Baza had just run himself into a corner... This was going to be quite a long-winded answer.
She took a deep breath. "Well, I need a belt to go with my black pants; they're way too big! And of course, I need a pink hair bow to go with this dress, since my old one got lost. My sparkly black shoes need new bows. I need new sheets, some throw pillows, anything to decorate the lobby...." she listed. All this was said with remarkable speed; it was almost as though the entire list was one sentence. Cherry's hyperactivity was often apparent by the speed of her voice.
"Oh! And I need a new wallet! And more socks... Oh, and a sweater! It's too cold here these days!" she finished. "So, did you get all that?"
Frankly, a conversation with Cherry was enough to make anyone's head spin. The girl stood where she was, bright eyes centered on Baza, and an equally bright smile adorning her face.
{Cherry's gonna buy the whole store... Mimi and Hakan had better drag her off to Durem before her closet overflows... ^.^;}
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 9:52 pm
It seemed that the list was proportional to Baza's grin, as it went on longer, his lips stretched out more. What a great customer he had picked, and a great color also. The fox merchant only needed to think about this for a few minutes before letting out a belt, material, and sweater rack, all pink. The belts were all pretty much the same, exept some had a few pink gems on them. The sweater rack was about th same quantaty as the belt rack, most of the sweaters having pink fluff, and some others being really thick, or really thin.
As for the material rack, it as meant to be for Cherry to pick her bows and sheets, with it's different textures and shades of pink, she had a wide selection. "You can see the few finished products, but as for the bows, sheets, and pillows, it seems that I will have to make them myself, what do you want them to look like?" The fox merchant said, ready to spring into action and make anything the girl wanted to.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2005 9:26 pm
"Ooo! How cool!" Cherry squealed happily. "But what do you mean 'make them'? Can you sew?!" Her eyes widened in curiosity. "That's so awesome! Oh my gosh!"
She tilted her head to one side, causing her red hair to fly about her face. But the pose was signature of thought. At the moment, she was staring pointedly at Baze, trying to decide just what kind of sheets she would like. "Well, I don't know! Let me look through the stuff, ok? Ok!"
With that the overly cheerful girl began energetically sifting through the racks of clothes, jewelry, accessories, and junk. Now she had all the selections in the world, but there was still the matter of choosing!
"Ok, ok! This is hard! Umm, help, maybe?" she pleaded. "I need a headand to match the dress I'm wearing. See?" She pointed enthusiastically toward her pink dress. "That's super important! And I should probably get a sweater, 'cause it's cold and stuff... You know?"
{Short, crappy post. My mind is oddly foggy...}
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 11:38 am
Baza ws like a machine I tell you! He nodded systematically to everything Cherry said, then went on in making a headband to match her outfit. He pulled out some pink materials and used his golden scisors to cut out what he needed with perfect precision. This allowed top-notch items, wich he could sell for a good price.
He then, almost instinctively, pulled out a sweater that perfectly matched her clothing, with a few pink jewels here and there. Since she said those were the essentials, he went on in stating their price. "The headband will be three peices of gold, and the sweater shall be five peices of gold" Baza said cheerfully, still smiling like he always does.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 3:18 pm
(( -peers in- ..; I know it said keep the OOC to a minimum but I would like to know where exactly we're set? I don't want to come in at some rano place where no one is.. ^^;; ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 3:43 pm
TheGreenehOne (( -peers in- ..; I know it said keep the OOC to a minimum but I would like to know where exactly we're set? I don't want to come in at some rano place where no one is.. ^^;; )) ((We're all in the hotel 3nodding ))
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 7:32 pm
TheGreenehOne (( -peers in- ..; I know it said keep the OOC to a minimum but I would like to know where exactly we're set? I don't want to come in at some rano place where no one is.. ^^;; )) (( half the group, Zandar, Cherry and Neit's in the lobby -- Hakan and Mimi somewhere in a hall upstairs in search of drunken Eliza. -firm nod- ))
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 1:37 pm
((Hmm I posted my profile so I will post in a bit!))
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 2:58 am
.Sushi. .Database. ((Hmm I posted my profile so I will post in a bit!)) (( YAY!! ... and I'll be around to post here too by the end of the day. YAY.. now.. I need sleep.. 'cause.. I need sleep.. ))
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 12:03 pm
AnqeIicDemise .Sushi. .Database. ((Hmm I posted my profile so I will post in a bit!)) (( YAY!! ... and I'll be around to post here too by the end of the day. YAY.. now.. I need sleep.. 'cause.. I need sleep.. )) ((Lol.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 10:35 pm
The young faery known as Rian found herself outside a fantasy looking place, like it was pulled straight out of that pop up book you got for christmas on your third birthday. Dark chocolate orbs stared into the many slices that was JDh, from the carnival like area to the hotel. That is what caught her interest, though hotel that seem to hold many bodies in it. Stepping forth a light breeze blew across the land and wrapped itself around her in a beckoning fashion, as if the wind was pulling her towards the building. The eerie sounds of the night sent chills down the young girls spine, thinking of a way to keep herself more insulated she pulled the hood of her plain grey jacket over her hair, the fabric nesstled around her ears and almost instantly she found herself much warmer.
The sliding glass doors, that had looked so grand from a distance, refused to open for her. The girls foot stomped hard into the ground out of frustration then slowly but surely the doors creaked open, jumping inside the door snapped at her like a puppy who was teething. With a light sqeal she covered her backside, the girls frail body seemed as though it could be broken by the door if she had stepped a second sooner. Looking around the place seemed intriging(sp?) enough. Though out of the corner of her eye she saw pink. Not just pink this was bright pink and there was to much of it for a sane person to look at, though she couldn't really dub herself sane now could she. There seemed to be a girl enchanched by all the brightness of the color and a man with a fox tail selling it, at the very moment in seeing his tail she wondered how it was he got through the door without having it snipped off.
"Hellooo" A loud voice broke into the silent bubble she stood in, the voice was not only loud but laced in a brazillian accent, and there was no covering it up. This accent was strong and firm in her words, this didn't annoy to many people but when it did she would just smile and exagerate it. Looking up to what seemed to be the front desk she took a step foreward, then another, then another until she had reached the reception area. Her brown gaze followed a number of room keys and notes upon the wall behind it and she tilted her head to the side, most of her hair still consumed by the grey hood, which had an apparent tear in the back. Searching the area for the person who was in charge at the hotel she leaned over the counter lifitng her feet off the ground just to feel as though she was flying, "shut up" she said with an embarressed look on her face to no one in peticular after almost stumbling on herself, it seemed no one was at the desk.
After a moment of deciding to give up she seen the bell. The one thing that could annoy someone to the point of explosion, did she dare ding it, oh yes she would. DING DING DING PING PING PING DING DING DING PING PING PING her long bony fingers rammed themselves over the bell rapidly as fast as they could, a childish smile on her face as the noise rang throughout the hotel in a loud menacing echo. Once she was satisfied she tucked her hands in the pockets of her extra low rise jeans, they were just plain and looked as though they'd never been washed, with a few holes and even some lovely grass stains on the knee's. In her pockets there were things that no one would expect, for one a wad of cash that seemed to never get smaller, except for one time but that is awhole-nother story.
The second item was a crumpled package of marlbro cigarettes, each one would probably ending up be soggy or bent in unatural ways. Then a lighter resided in the same pocket as the cig's only once had it gone in the other pocket thus resulting in the long story mention before, short descriptin, she acidentily burned all of her cash, all of it! So from then on she kept things in there assigned pockets only, no exceptions. As she waited for someone to reply to her consistent ringing she decided to redo the little scenario in hopes that it would be mroe effective this time around. DING DING DING PING PING PING DING DING DING PING PING PING she bounced her head along to the sweet but annoying tone of the bell and then the tap of her shoe, it was like her own little band, she even devised a name, The hotel killers.
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:12 pm
Ding.Ding. Ding!Ding!DINGDING!!
Those large, black and white ears twitched as the incessant, pestering dings of a distant bell snapped the young Bagheera out of shock. How long had Mimi been standing there in the threshold of room 417 and watched the intoxicated human make a fool of herself? Kyaroru was unsure of it, but it had been certainly a long time: from the half-opened window in the bedroom, silvery moonbeams splashed into the room, bathing it all in the soft flourecent glow of the night.
Hadn't it been plain daylight not too long ago?
DING!!DIIING!!
"For the love of Bast, I AM COMING!" Muttered the girl, practically shoving Hakan out of the way. As much as the young Bagheera adored being in his company, Midori was gone and so she was in charge by default. Responsibility before pleasure, no?
The soft clicking of her heels echoed down the halls in unison with that obnoxious ding. Spirits, unseen to all except for the rushing white,brown and black blur, tried their best to step out of the way. Several, however, failed and were promptly disperesed like large clouds of smoke only to rematerialize some agonizing seconds later.
"Stupid cat! Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry.. sorry!! I won't do it again, I swear...."
It was then when the young girl reached the top of the stairs which overlooked the lobby. Almost instantly did her face fall and a look of panic crossed her gentle features as she did her best to backtrack her steps. He's still there.. that... thatt.. THING is still there. Goodness, Cherry, why couldn't you have finished shopping already? That guy is soo freakin' cree---
Kusanagi Kyaroru never managed to finish her train of though. A nearby spirit, one of many who had been run-through by the rushing feline, recognized the look of panic on the young girl's face and opted for revenge. The young male spirit concentrated for a moment and gathered enough energy to fully materialize long enough to accomplish the task. He reached out, grabbed the thick, fuzzy tail and gave it a viscious yank whilst a booted foot shoved itself against Mimi's leather-clad posterior.
Instantly did the young wereleopard screetch in wretched pain, as a small hand caressed her tail and the other her bum. The catapulting force of the boot to the arse sent the girl forward and down the long flight of stairs. If anybody was watching, all they could see was a giant blurr until she hit the first landing.
It was then when the young girl stretched out completely and used the momentum to her advantage by slapping her hands onto the ground, twisted her legs forward as her arms vaulted her into the air. The end product was that Mimi carefully avoided the second half of the stairs and still managed to land on her feet, much to the despise of the ghost ******** cats," mumbled he,as his figure vanished in thin air."Always landing on their goddamned feet."
Mimi, on the other hand, scurried behind the front desk and did her best to hide the look of pain that was on display.Somethings never changed. "May I help you?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 1:50 am
((I hope I'm coming in in the right way... ))
Riahnnon made her way down a lonely street, hugging her arms around her body. It was a bit chilly to her. Her eyelids felt a little heavy. And the sound of her footsteps seemed to thud so loud... She was tired, she had spent the whole day walking, and somehow ended up here. She began to walk a little slower, her large cloak following her, brushing the ground as she moved.
She decided that she needed to find somewhere to sleep, if only for a night. Her attention was quickly drawn to the building across the street. The glass doors. She sauntered up to the doors, her feet flopping loudly the whole way. When she reached the doors, she found that they wouldn't open. She put her face up to the glass, trying to see inside. She couldn't see too much of anything from where she was standing, so she began to look around the doorway.
S'there a trick ta this thing?
She wondered to herself. After a moment, the doors finally opened, startling her. She jumped back a little, and walked quickly inside, the door catching the end of her cloak. She grunted and spun around, the best she could, and tugged on her cloak, trying to free it. After struggling with it and almost ripping her cloak, she released it from the grip of the doors. She shook it off and let it drop to her side. It fell back into place behind her back.
She immediatly removed her hat, as she was taught to do when she entered a building, and began to gooseneck, trying to see or hear anyone in the house.
"Hello?" She said aloud.
She fiddled with the brim of her hat, spinning the large thing in her hands.
She looked over to one side of her and noticed a girl that quickly reminded her of Princess Barbie Doll. The girl was decked out completely in pink, which Riahnnon thought was kind of strange. She held a weird look on her face for a moment, then let go of it thinking, That girl's either very happy, or semi confused. She as well noticed a man with the fox tail, who looked very happy to be selling his wares.
Riahnnon stepped forward a little and saw the two people at a reception counter. Her eyes brightened and a sweet smile spread across her face. She made her way to the counter and set her hat down upon it. She would wait until the two people were done with their business, and then ask for an available room.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 7:08 pm
The air itself seemed to vibrate as the hotel grew from being a speck in the distance (at least from the gated entrance) to a looming structure. Whatever Tomb had felt, it had come from this building, and he had found it at last. All this searching, the years of torturous existence had lead him here. Through the stone itself, his ears hummed with the power eminating from this... amusement park, calling him, or at least what human life he had left in him.
He regretted what he had to do to find this place, after all the rumors, though, he had resorted to extreme measures. The man he had confronted in Barton had been... unwilling to cooperate. Sure, he had told him of the location of Jekyll de Hyde, and the stories behind it's existence, but had threatened Tomb's secrecy. Now some government agency was on his back, and he had been forced to dispose of the man who had betrayed his trust, and he was left frozen in a much worse state than Tomb himself was. He had been found turned completely into a block of granite, through machinations of Tomb's own power. There would be no more crimes against Tomb from that nuisance.
Tomb shivered, or, at least as much as he could, from the aura that came from the grounds. He carefully approached the hotel, the first building that he had been drawn to, for some reason. It was the only place that felt safe, or at least the most dangerous. The magics being worked here tempted him. Oh, how badly he wanted to take it all in! He wouldn't let himself give in so easily, however, for that was what this place wanted, obviously. It had it's own motives, it's own dark desire to corrupt him to it's will, but he had become more cautious after that display in Barton. He didn't want to attract any unnecessary trouble more than he had already.
The doors of the hotel refused to open to his arrival, even after numerous minutes of waiting. Tomb wasn't the patient one, so he decided to use whatever little magic he could spare. The glass creaked under his spell, and eventually the doors were thrown open, allowing just enough space for him to squeeze in.
"I have... arrived."
((Eh, I made the font a little small. I'll change it.))
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