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 Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:25 pm
Beatrice rubbed her sniffly nose, dripping all over her sweatshirt. She looked up to him, "Fish? I looove fish sticks!" She exclaimed right before sneezing all over the table. She took her sleeve and wiped it off. "I'm sorry, I've got a cold." She sniffled and looked around the bakery. Her sister was about to leave her? Again? She always got left behind and it made her kind of sad, but she had made another friend! That was two in a rather short amount of time!
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:27 pm
♥ • • Celeste xoxooxoxo
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Celeste pulled her coat tighter around her, shivering deeper into the soft downy warmth of her coat. The crisp air stung her nose and cheeks but Celeste was smiling at the bright white snow. She loved snow, it was the best part about winter.
She slid on a little patch of ice, her arms flinging out and flailing a bit as she steadied herself. She reached out and placed her glittened hand against the closest wall before stumbling to a halt. Deciding to take a moment to get her bearings she looked up at the store name. The bakery... She shrugged. At this rate she would never find that store... and Azriel did like frash bread. Poor thing had had to stay at the Inn because of the weather. He would be excited about the bread.
Smiling at the thought she stomped off her boots before stepping into the bakery. Woah. There were a lot of people here. Cautiously she moved to an empty table and began to divest herself of her coat and hat and gloves.... so that she wouldn't over heat in the cozy little bakery.
Catching sight of all the yummy sweets her eyes lit up and she moved to the display case hungrily.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:44 pm
Xeiro noticed the red haired woman walk in and took it upon himself to greet her. Owning a bakery was probably the worst thing that he had ever thought to do, but it did take up his free time. He kind of hated people, but he'd get over it. He approached her with a smile. "Hello there. I'm Xeiro, if there's anything I can get you just let me know. Everything is free today take as much as you would like." He ended with a smile and took a few steps back and began flipping through the cookbooks again. He knew firsthand that someone watching you while you picked food was just plain awkward.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:45 pm
 Ethan Ethan froze in place. "Uh... d-drink?" He swallowed and put his two pointer fingers together in thought. Sure, he was stupid, but for certain things he was still a little boy afraid of getting in trouble. "Errrr...." With hesitation, he nodded slowly. He didn't want to seem lame around this old(er) lady! He was cool, and uh, twenty-four? No! Twenty-five! That's right Ethan, good job remembering something you said two minutes ago. "Yeah, uh, drinking is fun." He laughed weakly as the two left the bakery.
{ exit to wherever Mitsuke lives 8D }
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:12 pm
♥ • • Celeste xoxooxoxo
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The sound of a masculine voice crept past the sweets induced fog in her brain. Sweets happened to be one of her weaknesses, though she rarely ever ate them. Dragging her eyes away from the display her lips tilted into a comfortable friendly smile. Her smile faltered a bit when she got a look at the man next to her. Woah. He probably wasn't sweet... but he still looked good enough to eat. What? She had hormones just like everyone else...
Shaking her head at herself she tried again, though her smile was slightly crooked this time. "Erm, hi! I'm Celeste, it's nice to meet you Xeiro." Eyes wide at his mention of free she turned back to the display. "A free sugar coma?" She breathed, mostly talking to herself. Free, free, free. She looked over the cookies, knowing she would only take one thing, but wanting it to be the best one thing.
She looked over at Xeiro out of the corner of her eye, still not having made up her mind. "Your giving all of this away for free? That's pretty good advertising, especially if it tastes as good as it looks." She pulled back a step and actually turned to face him. "I can't make up my mind. What do you suggest?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:30 pm
Xeiro looked up from the book and walked back over from the counter, maybe she did want his company after all. "I thought so, too. It was the grand opening and all and I thought it would be great publicity for everyone to try it all." He stopped himself from rambling about the food when she asked for his advice. He looked it all over, "Well, it all depends on what you like. If you like kind of sour then tarts for sure. If you like nuts the banana nut muffins are my favorite. Sweets definitely the danish, or just good ole' bread. And don't worry about only taking one." He smiled and pulled a bag from behind the counter and handed it to her. He stood, leaning against the corner on her other side, watching his sister talk to the random silver-hair guy. He smiled at her as she rubbed her snot on her sleeve, he really needed to give her sinus medicine.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:12 pm
♥ • • Celeste xoxooxoxo
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Her light eyes touched on each of the baked goods as Xeiro talked about them. If her normal multitasking manner she wondered if he had made any of them as he talked about them. Was he one of the waiters? One of the bakers? Would it be rude to ask?
Having made up her mind she reached out a hand and grabbed a danish. There really hadn't been a choice. Sweet was sweet and sweet won every time. Though she would have to come back and try the other delicious looking treats at some point. Bringing the danish to her mouth she took a small bit and chewed experimentally. A delighted smile lifted the corners of her mouth, the joy reaching her eyes. "This is very good!" She hadn't meant to sound so surprised, she didn't even realize that she had sounded so surprised. "My compliments to the baker."
She also picked out a peice of bread that she would eat later, besides, bread wasn't a sweet so it didn't really count. Still grining at Xeiro she said, "More than one would be dangerous." Her expression became mockingly serious. "I'm working on my willpower. More than one and all of that hard work will go out the window." She nodded solemnly, but the corner's of her lips were twitching. Celeste rarely ever stopped smiling.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 3:14 pm
Jack smiled and jumped as she sneezed on the table "Its ok" He said with a smile and put his hands behind his head, he didn't want to touch the table. He couldn't afford to get sick. If he got sick then it meant he couldn't fish, if he didn't fish then he had nothing to sale, if he had nothing to sail then he would go out of business. Just the thought of not fishing made him sad, he loved fishing. He was about to say something when his eye caught sight of the red hair woman. He smiled, always a sucker for a woman. He had to shake his head to stop looking at her or it might bring up a awkward question from Beatrice. He then smiled back at Beatrice, keeping the woman in the corner of his eyes "So you like fish sticks huh? Ever had fresh fishsticks?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 9:42 pm
Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
Frederick K. Murrow- or for right now, Potte D. Tree, made his way towards Alanis.. while using a potted plant that he brought from someone's living room into the store as cover from his date. Too bad he picked a nice, green, potted tree as his disguise, if anything it made him standout in the bakery even more. As he made his way to his date, he stopped; spotting a head of orange hair.. Celeste!
Why was this girl everywhere he was? The festival, the veterinary, the auction, and now here?! Could it be only mere coincidence that almost every location he is to be posted at, she can be found? The only possible explanation to them being intertwined so much is that they are truly destined to be with each other~! Or he's overthinking it and it just so happens that they go to things that most other people go to. Really he could assume that just because he and Alanis tend to be at the same festivals (that everyone goes to) often enough it means that they're each other's soulmate. Stupid, stupid Freddy!
Freddy, while thinking this, was standing completely still behind the plant pot, maybe standing there motionless (who needs to breath when you're deep in thought?) for a good five or so minutes. Now that he set his mind to it being a coincidence, he waddled the plant pot behind Alanis, and coughed a bit, before saying; "I'm your date, from the auction. Don't shoot me, I'm not really a talking plant." He just plays one on TV.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:27 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ALANIS LEBLANC
LIKE TINY GODS RESTING ON MY WINDOWPANE ☆ ☆ ☆ WILL I EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN? ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Of course, Alanis had noticed the potted plant walking (or was it jumping?) into the store. How could she not? It was so rare to see plants move on their owns like that. They were usually very busy being.. well, plants. However, she was quite surprised when the plant talked to her! No, she wasn't surprised because it was talking, but because it was not Gino! No! How could she have failed! Right away, her eyes started to get filled up with tears and she started to sob. Now Gino had probbaly been won by someone whore who would try to molest him in the back room, and being the gentleman he was, he wouldn't be able to resist. "Oh! I'm sorry, mister plant.... it... it isn't you... I was just... expecting... someone else..." Now, she would have to find a way to kill whoever had won Gino. Killing rivals was such a hard work! Oh but... was Gino even there? She had assumed so but... "Tell me... you wouldn't happen to know Gino Catata would you... do you know if... if he was at the auction?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 12:22 am
 
Xeiro smiled, very pleased with her excitement. "Why thank you!" He chuckled and bowed playfully in front of her, "Xeiro Rameri, owner and head baker." He stood straight and shook the bag in front of him, "Are you sure you don't want to take some home? They won't be free the next time you coooome." He said, rising his voice. He then laughed again and sat the bag on the counter next to the display. He was very glad to have another satisfied customer. He glanced from her to look at the two in the corner. He knew he didn't remember ever buying that tree.
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Beatrice's eyes lit up at the thought of fresh fish sticks. "No, I've never tried that!" She smiled widely and wiped her nose again. "Do you make fresh ones? I'd love to try them!" She ran to quickly grab another danish and returned quickly. Pulling herself up onto the chair and took a giant bite. She wiped her mouth before sneezing again, spreading across the table. She wiped it off again and looked around the shop. It was getting rather crowded in here.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:48 am
Jack smiled as her eyes lit up, a happy girl who likes fish? Not a bad friend to make. He jumped when she sneezed again, he didn't even want to think about getting sick. "Well come by the shop and I'll make you some of my spicy fishsticks, I make the coating and all." He said with a smile. "So how long have you lived here? Also, do ya like it here?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 3:14 pm
♥ • • Celeste xoxooxoxo
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Xeiro's elegantly performed bow brought a twinkle of amusement to Celeste's eyes. She smiled with delight and a little bit of surprise at his introduction. She looked down at the danish in her hand then back to Xeiro. "Oh! I didn't realize... well then, I guess you won't have to pass on my compliments since they are for you." She took another bite, unable to let any sweet sit in her hand for too long without some attention.
Light eyes followed the bag as he shook it, laughing as he tried to tempt her into getting more. She tilted her head back and forth her eyes toward the ceiling as she weighed each option. But in the end their was no real choice. She had no willpower. She gave Xeiro a mischievous smile. "I guess I should at least try everything... you know... so I know what to come back and buy later." Yeah, that sounded logical.
Thinking she heard a familiar voice Celeste looked up and around the cozy bakery. She saw a man sitting with a little girl, his little sister maybe?, and she smiled. They looked like they were having fun. But she didn't recognize either. Their were a few others, a woman who seemed to be talking to a potted tree, but she didn't recognize her or the tree either. Mentally shrugging she looked back to Xeiro. She didn't want to bother him, since he did seem to be working, but she liked talking to new people. Erring on the side of caution she decided to let him choose. "Thank you for the danish. I think I will sit and enjoy it before picking some to take home. Eating should be enjoyed at a table, perferably with company. But, I don't want to keep you from work or anything..." She held up the danish in a salute and went to the table she had left all of her stuff at.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 10:03 pm
Xeiro smiled, "I'll be sure to let myself know." It honestly kind of hurt to be this cheery. Xeiro longed to run around the bakery with his arms flailing screaming obscenities, but that would most likely cause him to lose his fine bakery. He rolled his internal eyes, not allowing Celeste to see how much it pained him to tell her corny jokes. He forced another chuckle when she grabbed for the bag and decided on trying each thing. He had made a success, his corny jokes had paid off and she would be crawling back for more of his delicious treats.
The thought of a successful business made a true smile cross on his face. What could he see? He was a greedy a little b*****d. He watched her look around and took the time to glance over to Beatrice, still sitting with the same man. He seemed nice; Xeiro was slightly worried but then remembered how nice all the people of the town seemed to be. He looked from their back to Celeste and watched her as she began to wander off. Speaking of wanting company and what not. Oh, what the hell. She was a pretty girl, and with how easily she was persuaded she might turn out to be the best customer he could get. He wasn't going to pass her up for simply being anti-social. Besides, the girls would soon be busy working on the masterpiece of a cake and he had already slaved over the treats that were out. It was his unofficial break time. Oh, how he loved to be a boss.
Xeiro followed shortly behind her and spun the chair across from her around and straddled it, resting his forearms on the back of the chair. "I am the owner, Celeste. Whenever a pretty lady as yourself asks for my company, I will be more than happy to oblige." He then shined his best charmer smile at her.
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Beatrice sniffled some more, being sick really sucked. Especially when all you wanted to do was play all day! She guessed it was because they were looking out for her, but Xeiro and Mitsuke were making her go to bed early and only play with certain toys and wash her hands CONSTANTLY! She needed to build up a good filth, this just wasn't fair. She looked up at Jack when he started talking again. "Oo, spicy?!" She said even more exciting than for fish sticks in general. "I loooove spicy food! It's my favoritest! And on fish?! That sounds sooo soo good! I'll be sure to visit your shop often!" She bounced in her chair and finished off her danish. Her stomach was starting to rumble, then again she did just rapidly consume far too many treats. She thought for a second about how long they had been there, "Umm, I've been here a little over a season." She nodded, very proud of herself for remembering. If it wouldn't have been for her love of the fall and watching all of the changing trees on the long drive here. "It's okay. I really wish there were more kids here, I've only met one so far." She frowned for a nano-second and then remembered she would be eating spicy fish sticks soon! Her tummy ache slowly faded into the heaven that was fish!
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 11:09 pm
Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
Frederick moved the plant pot with him, to go around the table. He stopped next to the other end of the table, and picked up the plant pot; setting on the chair there. The plant pot wobbled a bit before falling over, as it wasn't placed right. The pot shattered, making dirt fall everywhere! "BITCHES AND WHORES." Freddy snapped at the broken plant. This was ******** over his disguise completely! No.. no, still time to keep it up! Freddy quickly picked up the plant, and put it on the chair again, leaving the shards of pot and the dirt that wasn't stuck to the plant on the floor. He then grabbed another chair, and sat next to the plant, to at least block his appearance from half of the store! His disguise was still working! "Ahem, yes..." He coughed nervously, before saying - at a poorly timed moment. "Dun dun dun!" He was trying to add some surprise to this. "Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition." Frederick quickly scribbles a V on a napkin with a sharpie, then hands it to her. "The only verdict is vengence; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." He smirked, handing her one of his many cards, that he ordered online. Though they said his name was Frederick K. Murrow, and that he's a paranormal investigator.
"Alright, none of that's true.. or fits with anything that's going on right now at all. But I know you! Alanis Leblanc. A possible succubus here to rape and kill young blond boys in their sleep." Made perfect sense! Someone should see the s**t he finds when he breaks into people's homes. "As for your question, that I will believe is because of your evil sick and slightly arousing intentions; the Cantatas moved away." They were one of his employers, he knew if they left. At least Bandit stayed behind as a possible sidekick. "So no, he wasn't in the auction." Frederick informed her with a light nod.
The young man kept scanning the area. Well, not so much scanning as intensely staring at Celeste past his plant pot. Celeste - his possible future love interest that hardly knows him - was talking to another man! Frederick moved a few branches of the houseplant out of the way, to stare at their lips, reading their lips! "I am the owner, Celeste. Whenever a pretty lady as yourself asks for my company, I will be more than happy to oblige." Was.. was that man flirting with her?! No! A handsome muscular 'bad boy' type! His scrawny body and 'geek boy' personality cannot compete with. Plus, he's probably good at playing the guitar, painting, and has a dark and traumatic past or something like that, because bitches love a man with problems since they think they can fix them for the best! Arghk! His heart, it felt heavy and constricted, as if his heart had a tummy ache! Or a really nasty heart burn that pepto bismal can't ******** up with it's pink powers. Don't let Alanis see you cry! /sadfaise.
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