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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 11:49 pm
 
"Okay...just don't bite." TOP grinned. He unzipped his jacket first and tossed it aside, as cool as the room was...he was starting to get warm from dancing around as he had been. He flicked his hair to one side and contemplated taking his shirt off...but decided against it, maybe this girl wasn't into seeing that kind of stuff. He would definitely have to hit the showers later on just in case.
Tae walked over to the girl and regarded her image for a moment before giving her another boy-ish grin of his.
"What's up?" He asked, his hands sliding into his pockets out of habit rather than anything else. "You got alot of clothes there...need a hand with that?" TOP offered, being his gentleman-like self. He found that a lot of girls liked that sort of thing in guys and TOP was just like that naturally, thankfully for him though he'd never had a girlfriend before. It was probably because dance was his only lover but that didn't mean he couldn't adapt?
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:01 am
 ♠ Lizzy F. Wonder ♠ The Fashionista ☓ ☓ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ..........Lizz.......... ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ☓ ☓
"You need to come with me. And Yeah, I could use help with this, here."
Lizzy took the large canvas bag off of her shoulder and placed it carefully on the boy's. She then grabbed his wrist and lead him out of the dance studio and towards the next building over. the young woman's tall read heels clicked against the pavement as she took this campus by storm. She acted as if she owned the place and everyone in it, she would one day after all.
"What's your name Asian boy?"
Lizz glanced back at the boy and gave her a boyish grin of her own. She took him into the Fashion department's building and lead him down into the basement where her personal design space/broom closet was. It was horribly lit, but every shelve was covered in drying dye experiments and newly stitched garments ready for their first taste of hot iron.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:12 am
"Tae Oeun Park...but my friends just call me TOP." Tae answered, still getting dragged along like a dog on a leash.
They somehow ended up in the fashion department and TOP looked around, a bit nervous and skeptical. It wasn't exactly normal for him to be led around by some random girl to some foreign place on campus like the fashion department. He didn't know any of the girls from there and he usually knew most of the girls on campus to some extent. TOP examined the cluttered shelves practically exploding with clothes that he usually wouldn't touch and looked back at the girl.
"I don't know if I should be afraid or not Fashion girl." TOP grinned. "Your name?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:26 am
♠ Lizzy F. Wonder ♠ The Fashionista ☓ ☓ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ..........Lizz.......... ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ☓ ☓
"Nice ta meet cha TOP. I'm Lizz."
Lizzy winked and took the bag from him, putting it on her table. She looked the boy over again and took a measuring tape off of the back of her chair. She stepped towards the boy and put a hand on his chest then tapped his arm.
"Raise your arms Top, their in my way."
The young woman slipped the measuring tape around his waist and tightening it, taking his size. He was very slim, great. In a whirlwind of measurement, Lizz wrapped the tape around most of his body then stepped back to look at him smiling.
"All right Top. You're in."
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:34 am
"Uhhh.....nice to meet you Lizz. I'd like to say that at least. So far you've dragged me along to the Fashion department and started taking my measurements...I'm starting to wonder if you're a dominatrix or something." TOP grinned, letting a little bit of his personality shine through his exterior. He wasn't a secretive guy and was really easy to get along with, he was just a little intimidated by the little buzzing tape measure girl.
"I'm in? I'm in what? Deep trouble? A lot of crap? I've heard it all." TOP chuckled and lowered his arms after she'd finished up taking his measurements. Yeah, Lizz was a little crazy but she seemed like a fun girl.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:05 am
T.K just finished setting up his guitar and amp on top of the roof. After tuning his guitar just right he started off playing 21 Guns by Green Day. Once he finished warming up he played Ichirin no Hana from Bleach up as loud as he could. As he was playing he sat down on the edge of the building looking down at the people that walked below.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:04 am
↑.:. Abigail .:.↑ ╔══════════════╗ Abigail didn't even look up when someone entered the practicing room. Her music was pretty low, so she knew he was there. She also knew that he would look at her from time to time. But she knew it was because she was a freak among the students. She'd seen him around school before, knew he was a dedicated dancer and was a nice guy, but she was mute. And she was a freak. No one talked to her, and that was good. She couldn't help but sigh with relief when he left with another girl, and she went back to dancing, stretching and tightening her muscles. Then, she turned on one of her favorite pieces by Debussy and began to dance, feeling her muscles flow as she moved around the dance room. She was so glad that she was alone, so that she could marvel at the beauty of the piano piece when coupled with a dance. She could tell that she was making minor mistakes, but she would fix those. ╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 10:20 am
♠ Lizzy F. Wonder ♠ The Fashionista ☓ ☓ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ..........Lizz.......... ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ☓ ☓
"You are in my collection. I like you Top, You are very pretty. What shoe size do you wear? And what's your dorm number?"
Lizzy looked back at the pad of paper she had scribbled down his numbers on, there was a sketch of a skinny male figure coupled with a load of lines and numbers. She scribbled down a few notes on the side of the page grinning all the while. She didn't give a crap what anyone thought of her, she would become the best, and do what she had to to get there. Even if that meant kidnapping her models, she'd do it.
"Oh, and do you have any allergy's or a heart condition I should know about?"
Lizz kept a small tazer the size of a tube of lipstick in her back pocket, but she didn't what to kill anyone, it was only meant to help people do what she wanted them to. It was very persuasive. She stepped away from the table and over to the shelves behind her taking out a thick unorganized sketchbook. She tossed it onto the table, the book landed flat, making a loud smacking sound.
"Do you have any tattos?"
Personally, Lizz hated it when her models had tattoos, they screwed up what she was going for and made everything look tacky. Sure she didn't mind normal people having them, but her models needed to be pure, and clean.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 11:54 am
As Releena walked into the practice room she was shocked to see someone it. She quietly creeped into the room with the grace of an obvious girl with dancing abilities. As she sat down in a corner to perform her stretches, she watched as the dancer wrote a song with her dance movements. Even though she could not hear what the dancer was listening to, just the way her body moved translated something with a piano or along those lines. As she reached for her toes, she tried to figure out who this girl was only to discover that she had never seen her before. So she continued to perform her stretches marveling at the dancer's dance.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 11:59 am
"I don't have any allergies and I'm a dancer...my heart is as strong as a horse's." TOP thumped his fist against his chest, his boyish grin widening just slightly to flash his teeth before he flinched at the sound of her book slamming against the table.
"Geez....you're pretty serious about this fashion stuff huh? You know, that girl in the practice room looked pretty...uhhh," TOP raises his hands and tried to imitate her figure. "Think you could use her? I'm not much of a model so I don't think I'd be very beneficial to you. And no...no ink on me." TOP shivered at the thought of a tattoo. His mother would probably throw a fit and his father wouldn't agree to it, his brother would probably kick his a** too.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:03 pm
[[I'm saorry but could somebody please fill me in on what's happened so far?]]
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:22 pm
♠ Lizzy F. Wonder ♠ The Fashionista ☓ ☓ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ..........Lizz.......... ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ✖ ☓ ☓ ☓
"Her boobs were to small and she's not edgy enough to wear my stuff. You on the other hand are. Besides I like using girls who don't bore me. She can't talk and it's very annoying. "
Lizz laughed and opened the sketchbook to a new page she picked up a felt tip pen and scribbled out another sketch of the boy, she drew out a design for a cute jacket and pants was well as a tight shirt. He would do.
"Size eight? Good..... And handsome. There's nothing to modeling, at all, I'm sure you'd be fine at it, the most important part is showing up and not gaining weight. You look like you'd be good at both. I'll find you soon, we'll see how this fits you kay?"
Lizzy finished her sketch and walked back over to the shelves, her hands danced over the fabrics and she pulled a few bats, throwing them onto the table as she did.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:37 pm
↑.:. Abigail .:.↑ ╔══════════════╗ The dance room was starting to fill up and Abby just decided to leave. When she was done, she quietly picked her stuff up and packed it up, putting her mp3 away. She smiled a little at the girl in the room, trying to be nice, then left, putting her big jacket on against the cold outside. She passed the fashion building, and she could see the break dancer being measured. She smiled to herself, glad it was someone else and not her. Sighing, she sat down on a bench that was on the walkway, and she leaned her head back, resting for a minute. ╚══════════════╝ ((nothing really, some people are meeting up and some are just practicing))
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:51 pm
"Uhh...I suppose? She's a ballerina, you can't expect her to be edgy right? She's more graceful than anything else." TOP tried to lighten his own mood. Tae peeked over at Lizz's sketchbook and noticed that she was drawing him. It wasn't bad for a quick sketch and he was pretty impressed. TOP had never considered modeling, he was always too busy dancing to even bother. Tae winced again at the loud slamming sounds, she was most definitely crazy about her fashion.
A movement caught TOP's eye, he looked over outside and noticed the ballet girl....speak of the devil. A smile replaced TOP's slight frown and he looked over at Lizz who was still looking at her fabrics.
"I'll be right back." Tae mumbled. He walked outside and gritted his teeth at the wind that blew right passed him in his plain t-shirt. The ballerina sat alone on the bench and he realized that she hadn't noticed his arrival yet. A grin spread across his lips and he walked up behind the bench, his head over hers.
"Hey...come with me, maybe I can change Lizz's mind about you. I think you'd make a pretty hot model." Tae grinned at her and held out his hand.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:57 pm
↑.:. Abigail .:.↑ ╔══════════════╗ Abigail had been lost in her thoughts, wasn't really paying attention, but then she realized that someone was standing in front of her and talking to her. Her hair was blowing, and she put it behind her ear and looked up at him, seeing him with his hand out in front her. Her heart beat went erratic, and she shook her head, and she started signing furiously with her hands. No, she doesn't like me and she isn't going to change her mind. Then, Abby realized what she just did. He probably didn't know sign language. She got frustrated and went to her pack, bringing out a pad and paper that she kept with her in case she absolutely had to talk. She usualy didn't. "I'd rather not. It's nice of you to try, but she doesn't like me." Abby pointed the paper at him. ╚══════════════╝
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