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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 5:54 pm
 Powder, blush, lip gloss, brushes... Selene's vanity table, though awkwardly placed dead-center in the living room, was her paradise. A three-sided mirror took up half the floor alone, the little table settled in front of them cluttered with every mannerism of make-up and beauty treatment known to noodle. And Selene sat at the little stuffed chair with a pleased smile on her face, a powder puff in one paw and mascara in the other. She felt fluffy that day, so her collar was adorned with lace and pastel fabric in an intricate collar to cover her normal blue one without crowding her neck.
A soft hum escaped her lips as she giggled away, admiring her own reflection much more than any normal noodle should, and she winced when she carefully used the mascara brush on her lashes, always afraid she'll poke out her eye and have to live with a deformity.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:11 pm
xxxxx It was too quite for him, and too frightening. He wasn't sure what he should do. Utan moved quietly, having been lost for he wasn't sure how long. He didn't like these things. This planet. It was so weird. So different. His lips pursed some, before he shook his head, his ears pinning to his head. He had to figure something out. His eyes flickering, he wondered from one place to another, looking through windows, and peeking into houses. His body shifted, before he reared up on his hind legs, and stared toward a window, blinking.
xxxxx Utan's body shifted a bit, before he stumbled forward, losing his balance, and fell forward onto the window. He didn't break it, or anything, but he hit it hard enough to make a small thump on the glass. Startled, the alien stumbled back some, and stared at the house, almost wondering what the noise was, and if something bad would happen.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:19 pm
A thump at the window? A small smile crossed the femme's face, almost as if she expected it. Putting down her utensils, she made her way across the room to the window, throwing it open dramatically, staring down at the male with a chuckle, "Darling, really, if you wanted to see me you need only ask. Now be a dear and use the front door to enter, I could use a little help with a few tangles." Without a reply, she'd crossed the room and unlocked the door without a moment's delay, more interested in keeping herself well groomed than whether or not she was letting in a serial killer.
She'd managed to set up a small side table and a tray of sweets in moments,allowing herself the delight of one or two as she awaited her forced accompaniment.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 7:34 pm
Utan stared quietly toward the female, shocked. She was... pretty. His ears flickered back hard against his head, before he shifted somewhat uncomfortably. What was... She wanted him inside? He gulped some, before shaking his head. Unsure what to do, the male did as he was talked. Walking to the door, he slowly pushed it open, and stepped inside, before his eyes flickered around. He wasn't sure what he was going to do. His mind shifted, before eyes locking on Selene. She blinked, before gulping, and walking timidly over toward her, not saying a word.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 8:39 pm
No sooner had he set foot in the door, she quickly stood to lock the door behind him, ushering him to a comfortable armchair with a smile, "There, don't want the draft to follow you in. What's your name, cutie? You can call me Selene." She gestured halfheartedly to the tray and went about to finding her thicker brush, cursing under her breath and biting a nail at not seeing it at first glance. Carefully, she started maneuvering her fragile bottles around in an attempt to find it, momentarily silenced.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 8:45 am
Utan jumped slightly when he heard the door lock behind him. He was locked in now? He gulped a bit, before shifting and lightly moved to sit down, since he had been practically pushed to do so anyways. He sat, and let his ears fall flat against his head, before shifting lightly on the chair to make sure he was comfortable. So her name was Selene? That was... pretty. He let his eyes flicker, watching her with interest, before he flicked an ear up, before laying back down. "... U.. Utan." He murmured, not wanting to interrupt her search.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 3:05 pm
She froze the minute he spoke, quickly turning to him with a lighthearted smile, "Utan, is it? A pleasure to meet you... Fiddlesticks, I can't find my good brush..." Swatting at her table, she quickly took up the chair next to him, leaning on a paw dreamily after maneuvering her snack tray closer to the two of them, "Now darling Utan, I know I'm gorgeous, but that wasn't what brought you to my window... or was it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 12:42 am
Utan blinked, watching the lovely female maneuver around the room. She seemed to be looking for something. His eyes flickering, the male let them wander from one thing to another on the vanity in the center of the room. He got so distracted, that he jumped when she was sitting next to him, his eyes flickering toward her in shock. His ears flicking, the male shifted his stance, his head lowering slightly. "I... W-Was just curious, Miss..." He murmured, before his eyes flickered again. His yellow eyes glowed some, a sheen coming over them, before they scanned the room once more, and locked on an object sitting under the chair by the vanity. "M-Miss... is your brush... p-pink, by any chance...?" He whispered, eyes flickering toward her.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 9:50 pm
Selene gave his a soft smile, "Now now, you won't be chastised for curiosity, unless you should be a feline." She giggled at her own joke, only to perk when he mentioned her brush being pink, the treat she'd been bringing to her mouth stopping in midair, "Actually, it is. Why, have you seen it, darling?" Her own eyes scanned the room, easily skipping over the location he'd noticed in her hurried skimming.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:09 am
Utan blinked, his ears pinning some before he glanced over toward her. Feline? His mind tried to locate the definition of the word, but found nothing. Shaking his head at the statement, he let his eyes flicker once more, before he hoped off the chair and moved quietly across the room. Utan lowered himself some, so that he was flat against the ground. He reached a paw under the chair, feeling around, before pulling out the small pink brush, and looked back toward her, holding it up some in a sort of offering. "You... You must have d-dropped it..." He said softly.
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