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 Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 10:42 am
This is a private RP between Nilgün [Mriae] and Jun [Koonjan].
Setting
A small henna tattoo stall just outside the Raad home.
It is mid-afternoon, and Nilgün has set up shop underneath the cherry tree and close to the docks.
She comes across an old friend while waiting for customers, surprised to see such a change in him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:04 am
The weekend had finally managed to roll on by, and that could only mean one thing: time to set up her tattoo stall.
It wasn't every weekend that Nilgün set up shop like this. Unfortunately, it could only happen every so often. Her work and studies at the Academy required most of her attention during the week, so that took up most of her time. On other weekends, the girl was sometimes preoccupied with other things. Outings with her grandparents or visits with friends. There was also her weekly trips out to the woods on Saturdays in which she gathered her herbs and plants for the week. She couldn't have forgotten about that. Today, however, was one of those slow days. Not much was going on around her home, so she decided it was time to open her tattoo stall again for the day. It had been a while since she had last done it, so this was a welcomed reprieve.
"Grandma," called out the young Academy student to the elderly Lunarian inside their tent of a home, "I'm setting up my tattoo stall outside; I'll be back later, if you need me." She wasted no time after that. Gathering her tools and all of the proper equipment to set up her stall took a while, so the faster she could get it done, the better. In the end, it managed to take her no more than an hour to set everything up. With her stand complete just underneath the cherry tree hill, Nilgün couldn't help but gaze at her handywork with a satisfied look. Sure, it wasn't perfect. The stand was small, clearly showing that it was more of a one-person show rather than one you would see of a more serious, established vendor. The girl didn't need much, though. This was more of a hobby for her than a serious job.
Before moving to sit behind underneath a makeshift canopy she had put up, there was one more thing she had to put out. Just outside the stall, she propped up a sign. It read: Henna Tattoos: Starting at 3 gold pieces and up. There - now she was finished. A smile couldn't help but tug at her lips as she gazed at her handywork. The hard part was all over, thank God.
Now all she had to do was wait.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 11:35 pm
❀❀❀It was as if they lived in mirrored worlds. Unlike the Raad home, the Huo Li household was abuzz with the restless chores associated with firework making. In order to make the next shipment's load, the whole family was busy packing powders into their decorative, bamboo cases. One member was missing, however. Jun had conveniently crawled out the window when no one was looking. Escape was certainly the only option on his mind. Having fled the scene of monotony, Jun started to walk aimlessly. Quickly, the transient high of liberation subsided in a grandiose sensation of pure boredom and dullness. Ironically enough, the purple Lunarian had made a getaway into the very feeling he was trying to evade.
❀❀❀He passed the docks. As the waterfront became smaller and smaller, he could still hear the faint grunts of fishermen hauling in their nets. Regardless, the familiar, sour scent of sea salt and fish overrided him even at a far distance. Jun wrinkled his nose. A pleasant smell replaced the former as he moved on and a calming silence substituted for the hustle and bustle of the harbour. Some change in his pockets rattled around, chiming occasionally to break the peace. He could see the Cherry Tree on its hill, its lush petals catching his eyes. Despite the attraction to this particular tree, Jun noticed that there was a new development underneath the hill. Curious, Jun decided he would walk over.
❀❀❀As he walked towards the stall he read the sign. He had some money and besides, what else was there to do (besides helping his family like a filial son, of course)? Jun didn't notice the owner of the stall at his distance due to the shadows the canopy casted, but when he reached the destination, he did a double take. The bubblegum pink hair, the pale blue skin... who else could it be?
❀❀❀Whoa! Whoaaaa! ...Nilgün? Hot damn!
❀❀❀From his younger years, Jun had always thought of Nilgün as a "neighbourhood hottie." In fact, they had been childhood friends. Regrettably, ever since he had moved, he hadn't seen her at all. Perhaps, it was fate. Jun threw three gold pieces onto the counter, resting his elbow beside them as he leaned forward into the shade. He pressed his thumb against the side of his head to support him as he boasted his cocky, charming smile.
❀❀❀"I'm sorry, but you look real familiar," He winked with his left eye, the scales catching traces of sunlight.
❀❀❀Things were about to get interesting.
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