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Raisa had left it behind. Once she had stepped onto the rainbow avenue, she was sure she wouldn't be going back to Sleepy Hollow for a long time. But that had already been some time now. She found herself in Livesound. It was bustling and so... alive! A far cry from the deathly forest she grew up in. People looked happy and smiled here. Yep. This was the place to be! She had set up shop on a quiet street- as quiet as could be that is. A small doll shop- all hand made. It had taken weeks to get everything set up. All the dolls were carved and sitting on the shelves, displayed in the windows. Oh! This was going to be the best place ever! The busty muk flung open the door to the shop, making the sign on it swing and flip to display "open" on the front. "AH! Open for business!"

Crysta fiddled with the hem of her cape as she walked down the sidewalk. As much as she loved Livesound, she could do without the tremors and wished there was more natural light, but who was she to complain. Right now, she had nothing in particular to do and was looking for something to occupy her time. Coming upon a quaint store, she let out a small squeal at the sight of the dolls in the window. Her tail wagged softly as she eyed all the dolls in the display. When the door suddenly swung open, the little Mareep jumped a bit, looking to it as the other female stepped out and announced that the shop was now open. Smiling, she skipped her way over.

Raisa hadn't seen the girl jump when she opened the door, but she smiled brightly as she came over. "Come in come in! Have a look around! Do you like dolls?" She bombarded her first potential customer with eager questions. "Can I help you find something?"

Her ears lowered a bit at the sudden questions, but they didn't last that way too long as she nodded. "I think dolls are really cute." She answered, just waiting until she's allowed in.

Raisa realized she was still standing in the door and backed up several times. "AH! Sorry. I'm new at this." She beamed. "Now come in, have a look around! Feel free to touch but be careful please. I made them all myself!" She was quite proud of this fact.

Crysta shook her head when she apologized, "Don't be sorry. You're just excited." She replied as she skipped into the store and to a nearby display. When the store owner stated she made the dolls, her eyes widened. "Really?! All of them?"

"Yep! All of them are hand carved. The only thing I didn't make were the pins for the joints and the paints I used for their skin." She pranced over to a display and picked up a marionette. She made the naked doll walk over to the customer then bow. "Is it really impressive? I wish I could make clothes for them. I feel bad they're all naked and cold. But... I'm sure whoever takes them home will make them pretty things to wear!"

"Wow, that's amazing. I wish I could do something like this." Crysta replied, watching with a wide smile as the other female grabbed the marionette and made it walk to her and bow. "Well, couldn't you learn to sew. I'm sure they'll look even better if you handmade the clothes too."

She got a sort of mortified look on her face. "But I wouldn't know where to start! What sort of clothes would I make? What style? What colors?" The poor muk was suddenly having a panic attack. She picked the doll up and held it to her chest, letting the strings dangle. "What kind of clothes do dolls like to wear?"

She couldn't help but frown a bit when she saw the owner's scared look. "I didn't mean to worry you. But there are schools that teach how to sew." She started, reaching up and toying with a ponytail nervously. "Um... as for colors and styles, they can be any colors or styles, like lolita or just every day casual wear."

"But would the dolls like it? See, I just... bring them to life. But the person who buys them? That's who will know what they like. What style, what color..." she toyed with the doll's hair a little, then smiled. "I must sound crazy. I'm sorry."

Crysta tilted her head as she listened to the owner explain her reasoning as to not making clothes for the dolls. It was a little odd, but she shrugged. "I wouldn't call it crazy. Everyone does things differently."

"Do you know how to make doll clothes?" She asked suddenly. If she did, maybe she could learn a little... and sell some... basic clothing that people could buy for the doll. But they could still make their own. This way she wouldn't be telling the doll what to wear.

She shook her head, giving her an apologetic look. "I'm afraid I don't, I'm sorry." She replied, twirling her hair around her fingers.

"Oh." She looked at the sheep girl a momet. "Well that's ok! No reason you need to know, right?" She reached out and clapped the electric type on the back. "Oh! I'm Raisa by the way."

She nodded in agreement, but 'eeped' lightly when the female had patted her back firmly, causing her tail to give a quick blink of light. "It's nice to meet you Raisa, I'm Crysta."