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 Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 8:58 pm
It was to loud here, way to loud. The cafe was way to crowded for her to stay here. She saw the blond heiress and rolled her eyes with a scoff. She had no taste, no class. And she sounded like an air-head. At least to Lela, she did. Gathering her English dictionaries and books, she packed them in her back pack and moved up to them
Might as well play nice if she can get you a photo shoot. Though, Lela was dressed in a pair of blue jeans with rips all up her legs, and a lace corset top with a blue jean jacket, cut up like her pants. She was bare foot yet again, and the ever present coils gleamed in the lighting. Her hair, she didn't do anything with but wear a head band to push it back.
Her dark brown eyes looked to Recks, whom she recognized when he tried to help her pick a dress... for the event she missed because she had to go home for a family emergency. "Hello, Recks," she said happily and looked to Lourdes.
"I've seen you in the news and on newspaper. You're Milton, correct? I'm Khahela Umfula." She held out her hand with newly polished rainbow nails, bracelets making a wind chime sound as they clinked together. "Call me Lela, if you want."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:00 pm
 Lourdes Milton"Don't you give me that look," she snapped. She had gotten so frustrated she could hardly control her rage. She meant to throw her drink in his face, but she reacted to quickly and ended up throwing her beloved pup Tinkertroll at him. She did more than toss, really. She pegged the tiny chihuahua as if it were a baseball, whizzing quickly straight towards Recks the Virgin Terrorist.
Upon hearing the voice of another voice, Lourdes snapped around. "WHAT?" Oh, it was just another woman, trying to be nice. "I mean, uhm, hi. Nice to meet you....Lola, was it? Hi Lola." She couldn't really remember the name. Before she could blink, she had forgotten it entirely. Was it Barbara? She didn't really care, her mind was rushing so quickly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:04 pm
Recks had just started to try and ignore the rabid woman, when Khahela came up to them.
"Hi the--" then the dog hit him, and he gasped. With the vilocity and short distance, it would be a lucky thing is the dog wasn't injured. "Oh my god!? are you trying to kill your dog!?" Recks exclaimed, as he picked up the poor little pooch, and stood, inspecting the creature.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:08 pm
With a sigh, the singer shook her head and took the dog that was thrown from Recks, hugging Tinkertot to her chest, cooing at the dog to calm it down. She was sure the dog would go into shock or something from being thrown. "Lela, actually. And I don't think Recks here did anything wrong to deserve a dog being thrown at him. Keep this up and I will call the ASPCA to take him away from you." Lela snapped.
If there was one thing she couldn't stand it was stupid violence towards animals. Looking to Recks, the African women gave a little smile she offered the dog back to Lourdes and watched her carefully. "Treat animals like you would treat your precious Prada shoes or your over priced dress. With gentleness and kindness, ok?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:16 pm
Lourdes MiltonSomething was wrong. Something was going terribly, terribly wrong. Something wasn't going her way. The ASPCA? What was that? Wasn't that a song? Or was that the YMCA? Her eyes began to twitch, she started to have a bit of a panic attack. Her heart was pounding, for once in her life, things were going terribly wrong. "No! I love the little thing. I put it in my handbag and everything. And I do treat him like my Prada shoes! I put him in my dresser drawer each night and close it with him in there for safe-keeping. Every now and then I drop some food in. I'm gentle! I'm kind! Don't take away my little dog too!"
She bursted out into hysterics. Tears rolled down her cheeks like the Niagra Falls. Lourdes took her dog back from Lela (or was it Lola?) and held him in her arms tightly. Her body was so shaken she lost grip of him and he fell to the ground, but thankfully landed on his feet. However, instantly he ran away as fast as possible. He even managed to sneak out of the café when the door opened as a customer walked in. Her baby was gone! Lourdes was so distraught she fell to her knees, bawling like a baby. "This is so not hot."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:25 pm
Looking to the poor crying girl on the floor, she felt really guilty about making her break down like that. But, it was probably the medicine she deserved, humility. She looked to Recks and sighed, taking after the dog at a dead run, she didn't care who she bumped into or climbed over (the poor waiter). Making it out the door, she looked and spotted the pooch running and took a sharp turn, dashing for him. "Tinkertot! Come here, it's alright!"
Bare foot, on the side walks while it was getting cold was not a good idea, it seemed colder here than it was in Africa! But, fighting off the cold wind, the African woman weaved, bumped and ran into people, trying to get the dog. Eventually, it'd have to slow down and stop.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:33 pm
Recks couldn't take all this women-folk drama. Packing up his laptop, he grabbed his beg of pet supplied, and stepped past Lourdes.
"Well, uh, been nice beeting you. Hope you get your dog back. Bye!" He waved, feigned a smile, and spedily walked his butt outta there.
He found his way to the mall exit, and took in a breath of the fresh air afforded by the cool world outside.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:41 pm
TinkertrollTinkertroll was in serious pain. He had no idea what was going on, but there was some strange woman chasing after him. Where should he go? He leapt out onto the street and started to run across it. The ground rumbled beneath him as a bus headed his way and------SPLAT.Lourdes Milton"Wait, don't go!" she shouted after him. She was all alone now. Hopefully that Lola or Barbara girl would be able to get Tinkertroll back to her. She didn't know what she would do without her beloved dog.
Someone had tapped her on the shoulder. It was a police officer. "Hello officer? Is there a problem?" He started to talk to her about animal abuse and physical assault. What was he talking about? What did she do wrong? The next thing she knew, she was in handcuffs and being escorted out into the paparazzi frenzy waiting outside the café. Cameras flashed every nanosecond, capturing each moment of her arrest as she walked in handcuffs into the officer's car.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:43 pm
Recks was enjoying the cool air, when he heard the tic tic of doggy claws against the hard asfault surface, and then,.... All Recks could do was blink, and gape, as the bus ran over Lourdes' dog.
Dude. He really needed to stay away from women and SMALL animals.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:47 pm
As she was just about to catch the dog in the street, Lela bolted to the side hard, and watched in horror as the dog got hit and was no doubt killed. Tears ran down her cheeks when she saw the bus slow, but not stop. "..." Biting her lip, she headed back to the cafe to find Lourdes in handcuffs and being led to a police car.
"Miss Milton?" She didn't understand. Someone must have called the cops or something for he throwing the dog. Poor Tinkertroll never had a chance with Lourdes. The poor dog.
Looking down to her shirt, she saw it was splattered with the dogs blood and it just caused her to sob harder and angrily take off her jacket and shirt, revealing a white undershirt with her black bra showing from the sides. "Excuse me!" Her voice was broken as she tried to make her way to the heiress. "Y...Your dog! Got hit by a bus. I ran to get it, but..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 9:54 pm
Lourdes MiltonIf Lourdes wasn't crying before...she was completely destroyed now. A giant bubble of snot grew from her nose, popping and falling into her mouth. But she didn't even care, the saltiness of the flowing tears pouring into her mouth overpowered the taste of snot, and she looked like a mess enough without the snot. She had become exactly what she didn't want to be. She was a mess, like Lizzy Nohand. She lost all of her class...and her beloved dog. Lourdes was utterly heartbroken, and quite angry too. She couldn't help but blame that Recks the Virgin Terrorist for everything that had happened. She bet he was the bus driver that killed little Tinkertroll. Oh he will pay, once she gets out of jail...he will pay. Both him and this...Lola. Barbara. Khahlela! Yes, that was her name. Both of them will pay. Lourdes will DESTROY them. Lourdes gave Khahlela the look of death, hardly recognizable amongst all the tears and snot covering her face, as the officer pushed her into the back of the police car and shut the door. Jail would give Lourdes plenty of time to plot her revenge...
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