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 Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:32 pm
 ╔══════════════╗ayumi ♦ miyabi╚══════════════╝► The bills piled atop Ayumi's bed. OVERDUE. LATE. PAYMENT DUE. Every single one was a nightmare or another headache that was just drilling her into the ground. Doom clouds were hanging overhead, breathing down her neck whispering a flood of disaster to come. Finally, in the mailbox, one letter gnawed at the metal gate, angirly demanding EVICTION. EVICTION. GET OUT NOW. The room was barren but for those notices. Shades of missing pictures stuck to the walls, old take-out boxes littered the floor...the whole place was hit by Hurricane Ayumi. Bolted out the door with nowhere to go...
...except to the shining light named Miyabi...
(( this is set back a year ago when Ayumi is 20 and Miyabi has just moved out of her house at 17 ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:55 pm
 xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx "It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
The shining light in question was a petite lolita, perched on the edge of a dream that melded into the late morning. Her life appeared to be every girl's fantasy, yet the nicest thing that could be said about her personality "a happy ditz". Her room reflected that statement, with magazines lying everywhere open to models in similar wear, dolls on the floor, and a singular little combee alarm clock that buzzed in intervals of 9 minutes. 9 minutes was of course, the duraction of "snooze".
So when another buzzing started up, she languidly reached up to hit the big button and thought nothing of it. Except that it wasn't stopping.
"I...said, nine more minutes..." It continued to rattle through the walls again and again until at last she sat up, prepared to wring her little malfunctioning clock.
Except that it wasn't a malfunction, but the doorbell.
After realizing this, she slid off the bed and crawled to the door, slug-slow. She was still dressed in her lacy silk nightgown, cheerfully yellow-orange with a blossom storm printed on the expensive material. Her fingers wrapped around the doorbell and she managed to pull herself upright to turn it open.
"Who is it...? It's only 11 am, you know...if you have any packages for me, couldn't you have just put it outside...Ayu?" It was odd that her best friend would show up at a time like this. Not, of course, that it was that unusual; Ayu usually came around unannounced to drag her out of bed. However, recently she had been rather hectic with work and other troubles, unable to go out at all. What was more, Ayu never came with a suitcase and a frown, it wasn't her clothes that they played dress up with.
"Ayu?" She repeated, blinking sleepily awake, "Why are you here?"
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:12 pm
 Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
Ayumi pondered that question for a brief moment. Messy hair, baggy clothes, slumping shoulders, a heavy suitcase matched with a duffel bag and backpack.
"Uh. I got evicted." The plainness in her usually chipper voice was rather unnerving. She smacked her lips. It tasted like mint toothpaste and the sweet scent of cakes. Her stomach cursed and she keeled over. "OW." She snapped out of her dreamy state and stared hard at Miyabi, "I FREAKING LOST MY HOME! Damn it! My parents can't be right, nononononono, I got kicked out. I'm a broke mangaka!" She slumped onto the floor in front of Miyabi. She lost everything. Her stories weren't selling half as much as she wanted. Her art, beautiful, but hopeless. Not a tear was shed, however, instead, Ayumi cursed everything. "Darn you yogurt fairies! You stole my money didn't you!?" She seized her duffel bag once more and shook it. "Dust bunnies, you've hidden all my dreams!" For some reason, when she freaked out it was a mixture of being pathetic and hilarious.
Once Ayumi had shouted to every unrealistic and childish creature she could she collapsed into a nearby chair and stared at Miyabi. "You're looking at a bum right now, Beebee." She sighed. "Where'm gonna live, yo? I got the boot and worst of all, if I run home my parents will say 'I told you so' about me runnin' away." Ayumi reached into her pocket pouch for her baby Kangaskhan plush. "Oh, what to do Bubukins." She turned the toy to look at Miyabi. "What do you think, Beebee?"
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 9:24 am
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
Miya leaned back and rubbed her eyes. There was something about eviction and parents and then...yogurt fairies, and whatnot. It was a lot to take in in one morning. Trying to hold down a yawn, she mumbled back while her mind tried to process through the stuff, "Evicted...that's like, when you broke the rules and kept a pet and get thrown out? Did you hide a dog at home that I don't know about?" Well, at least that was what she remembered from a newspaper. "My parents are usually right...I guess you just have to have the mostly-right type, but maybe yours are the wrong type. I've got white chocolate raspberry yogurt, or is it the apple pie one bothering you?"
Another minute spent on the second half, and Miya was grudgingly starting to wake, "Live? Like sleep and stay and stuff? I have a sofa bed..." She pointed to the one that was currently positioned next to a cluttered tea table. Her parents had donated it to her, along with the other various furniture she had, "I have a second bedroom, but...as you know, there's clothes in there," Her brow furrowed a little in thought, "If we moved them into closets, maybe?" Her clothes were the only thing she took care of properly.
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 11:06 am
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
Amazingly, Ayumi was un-phased by her friend's lack of concern. She spun about the room as she muttered to herself with thoughts racing through her head. Maybe I could become a master thief? What? No, I don't have the patience for that. Eh, I hate black too much so ninja lifestyle for me...must think... Miyabi's sudden suggestion stopped the strange thoughts and she turned to her friend.
"Live...here...??" Visions of the eviction notice overrode Miyabi's lack for organization. Her eyes shined. A home! A place to sleep! Somewhere she could prove mom and pop wrong, wrong, wrong! Her heart skipped a beat and she squeezed Miyabi. "Oh, dearest, dearest, dearest, Beebee~!! You've saved my sorry butt from doom and derision!" The hug only got tighter as Ayumi pressed on. "Ohohohoh, how can I ever repay you?"
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 11:28 am
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
The only thing Miya wanted to do was crawl back into bed and not think for another blissful few hours, but Ayu seemed unstoppable. The air wooshed out of her lungs in one squeeze, so she could only sort of gasp, "By....not crushing me?" That was a wake-up call, if anything. Shaking her messy curls from her eyes, she paused to consider the meaning of all this. Suitcase...eviction...Ayu coming here...wait, what?
She stepped back in a hurry when Ayu released her, "Oh, you're living here? Like as a roommate?" Now that her brain was functioning again, she was starting to get the meaning of things. Well, if Ayu didn't have any other place, that would be okay. Only there wasn't much living space; the sofa bed was still cluttered and the spare bedroom needed to be refurnished to be made livable. In fact, the whole place sorely needed some tidying up, but Ayu didn't seem to mind.
Work this early in the day? She started heading for her current pseudo-closet, keeping in mind that they needed to organize and fit 3 clothing racks into 2 closets and a half-sized pantry. "Immuna change and stuff now, and then we'll have to start moving things around...uhh, you sure you want to live here though?" She ventured as she stumbled over a large doll on her way to the door. "You know my living style and my schedule...I have none."
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 11:37 am
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
"Done!" She released her friend and smiled, nearly glowing. Miyabi seemed to be waking up as was Ayumi's messed up brain. All morning she had only been thinking, gotta leave, gotta leave, gotta leave... Now she was at Miyabi's feet. She watched Miyabi trip over a doll and warn her about living with her.
"C'mon, Beebs, I can handle your mess, besides you might get swallowed up by all the clutter. I'll help you out with housework and...well, I can try cooking...just make sure you keep a bucket of water nearby...um...I just landed on my a** 'cause comics don't sell like the latest trend in fashion. I swear I'll make it go up, oh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!" Ayumi danced around the room and planned new decorations for everything and how to add shelving while Miyabi went to change.
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 11:56 am
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
Well...it was good that she didn't mind...I think. Miya struggled into a dress and set about trying to tame her bed hair. She had never lived with anyone except for her parents, as their darling only child. Sleepovers were the closest thing, and then the mess the day after was incredible. She never had to worry about inconveniencing others with her stuff, but now she had to remind herself to make some effort of looking after her things. She came out of the room in one of the more simpler maid outfits, for there was work to be done, and luckily she had at least one apron that could take dirt, "Uhh, should we move the stuff out of the spare bedroom first? I don't know how it'll all fit, my closet isn't exactly walk-in, but we can try..." She looked a little despairingly at her collection. She was definitely not enthusiastic about moving all those, and they had to be handled carefully as well. Half of them were still in the shape-holding hangers that they came in, which took up more space. "We could hang some on the walls?" She suggested sheepishly. They were elaborate enough to be decorations, but on the downside it would be difficult to reach and wear them.
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 12:54 pm
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
Miyabi's suggestions were half-hearted since clearly cleaning up wasn't something she was accustomed to. She smiled. Work was worth it, especially since her editor had sent her a notice to discontinue her current series. It just wasn't selling, but Ayumi blamed the marketing. She was going to try hard for as long as she could.
"Hey, I bet we can build some shelves in the closet and I have some space-saving hangers, so I bet we can work with it." Ayumi hiked over a chair and opened what appeared to be a closet. It was a four by two from what Ayumi measured. It could fit seasonal clothing and shoes at the very least. Shelves were definitely a must. She walked over to Miyabi's bedroom and looked at her chest of drawers. It was messy and filled to the brim. If she re-organized it...added a few dividers...Ayumi's brain ticked. She was on a roll.
"I've got a good plan on how to fix up this place, Beebee, but yeah, we better clear out the graveyard of clothes you got stashed in your second bedroom." Ayumi moved into the room and stopped. It was coated in accessories and clothes that lay about, some hanging off of wheeled racks. She frowned. Miyabi shoulda invested in s'more storage. "So, let's clear this place out and then set it up. I bet if we do this one room at a time we'll only be sleeping knee deep in random crap." She smiled. An optimist was way in over her head.
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:12 pm
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
Needless to say, Miya wasn't big on home-improvement and tidying things up. She didn't spend much time in her house; when she did, it was by sleeping, playing dress up, or lounging about with a magazine. She took to wandering the streets, her spacey apartment wasted on storing dolls and clothes, "Shelves? How does that work?" She tried puzzling out space arrangements, but all it managed to accomplish was a fried brain. Decidedly leaving that for Ayu to handle, she briskly moved on to the next part, "Where should we leave the clothes when we move them out? Uh..." The floor in the front wasn't exactly clear, but she shoved all her belongings in the corner by the front door. "I guess out here, for now."
The racks looked rather hefty to handle, so she reluctantly seized a pair of bulky clothes to relocate.
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 9:15 am
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
Ayumi knew that organizing was the least of Miya's talents. Something about her being able to live on her own more successfully than herself. Miyabi asked Ayumi and question, so she turned to explain, but she spoke again about moving a hefty pile of clothes. She sighed with a slight grin. Most mornings Ayumi was half-awake, but today she had a reason to get going. She walked over to Miyabi and took the pile from her and passed it onto a nearby sofa.
"I think we have to get more creative with the shelving and stuff. Gotta make space where space is limited, y'know." Ayumi rummaged in her bag for a pen and a piece of paper, then returned to Miya. "Let's do a quick layout of your room." A sketch appeared with labels in Ayumi's chicken scratch writing. "So, where do you want to add shelves? You could have more space if you get a chest or something, I bet." Freshly oiled gears wound in Ayumi's head. Perhaps she could donate a little of it to Miya who had been disrupted in her morning snooze.
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 11:55 am
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
The word "creative" meant fashion and design without much practical use beyond decoration. She imagined honeycomb-shaped shelving and then decided that wouldn't be the best use of space. "Uuh, wherever I need them?" She looked around the room, which seemed cramped due to over-stuffing. There was only a few free walls, "On one of those, I guess," She vaguely pointed to the blank walls that weren't by the door, or leading to the tiny kitchen or bedrooms. Okay, that was about two walls with a corner between them. "I have a small closet (that I don't use for clothes) in my room." She pointed out, inwardly hoping Ayu wouldn't go open it. Miya used it as an extra place to tuck things when she was forced into "cleaning".
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 1:14 pm
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________"Geeks might seem nice, but they're really quite ruthless!"
Ayumi nodded at the walls. They weren't very big, but they could definitely be altered. She kind of wished some magical host from HGTV would arrive out of nowhere and zap everything clean while they spent the day out shopping. She rested atop the pile of clothes and thought. There's gotta be an easier way than just pounding nails and stuff. Home decorating's never been a very good skill of mine... Ayumi thought for only a second more before snapping her fingers and smiling at Miyabi.
"Beebs, I think I've got an idea of how I'm gonna get us outta some work." She hopped off the pile, only a few pieces followed her to the floor, and approached her friend, "We can get some help from maybe a contractor or somethin'...or even my brothers. They're good for re-decoratin'. What'cha think?" Ayumi wasn't sure if it was the best plan, but it was better than ruining nail after nail trying to make shelves herself.
"All that they want is the head of George Lucas!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Ｐ Ｒ Ｏ - Ｇ Ｅ Ｅ Ｋ ✖✖ ｍ ａ ｎ ｇ ａ ｋ ａ
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:31 pm
xxxxxxx► c σ м в ε ε ◄ ▍ ｈａｃｈｉｍｉｔｓｕ ▍ ► ＭＩＹＡＢＥＥ◄xxxxxxx"It's time for take off
If you keep on worrying
You can't start anything new!
A song on your lips
Something is waiting.
It's up to us to decide to
Knock on the door to the world"
Getting out of work was right up Miya's alley of how to get by life. She was all for the plan - this wasn't homework or anything - but was a bit stumped on how to go about getting the help. "Gee, you think it would be easy to find help? I know some stores install shelving for you, but I wouldn't like it if the estimate came out a bit high." She guiltily thought of her budgets; or, more accurately, how she never kept to them. This month was a bit high on the sweets-and-luxuries and a little low on the proper-meals...as per usual. There was always her parents, but bothering them because of her own spacing problems when they helped get her this spacey apartment in the first place also gave her a stab of remorse.
"Ummm, either way we need to clean up, right?" She unwillingly bent to gather the dolls and wrappers that had collected beneath the sofas and hard-to-reach areas underneath the coffee table.
"Even if you fail
That energy to try is again
Springing up, so aim for the sky!"
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