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 Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 11:44 pm
Chath was holding her hand, it was gross. He wore these weird gloves all the time now cause he was trying to be careful of not making people get sick. She could't figure out exactly why, but then again she didn't care. Thankfully Keir was left outside of the mall. Stupid dragon.
Zyanya wasn't fond of Keir mainly becuase he didn't listen and was very snobbish. She would show him one day though. Chath had explained she would proabably get a dragon too. Hers would be far better than Keir...she was sure of that.
She looked around and shook her head, she didn't like the mall. Too many thigns going on at once, too many voices, people ugg. it sent her head spinning. But her mom well...their mom had told Chath to take Zyanya to pick out some vests that she could wear since she was fast running out of long sleeved shirts. So here they were.
Chath looked around, the mall...at christmas time. Scary. Never had he seen so many peopel in one place trying to do the same thing. Shop. he hoped he cuold find a clothign store quickly, get in and get out. It wasn't like he thought Zyanya would be eager to try on clothes. He glanced down and noticed that she was on edge. Didn't blame her. The mall was extremly busy and she wasn't exactly the type for crowds.
"Come on, I think there is a girls clothign store over this way." he stated tugging on her hand and guiding her int he direction he thought the store was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 8:58 am
If it was up to Tyven, she'd be no where near a "girls' clothing store" but it wasn't. She was with... Her family. After her growth, which resulted in shedding her entire skin, and freaking the hell out of Rapier, her new height [insanely tall for her age] had made anything her older sister wore far too small. Besides, they didn't have the same style anyways. So here she was, wearing black shorts and a white button up taken from Rapier. And not very happy either.
The girl's hand was gripping Cleo's and she blinked at the clothing display from the front of the place, wary about entering. Jem was grinning her head off, as usual, and was attached to Rapier, trying to talk Tyven into tying her hair back with a ribbon, rather than the small band that held it back now.
"Tsss."
Was not going to be a good day.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 10:12 pm
"Y'need some'hin' pretty, Tyvvie." Cleo explained to her sister as they moved hrough the mall. She was already carrying a few bags of her own - stuff that would make the little goldcrest quite a cheerful bird.
One bag contained GLITTER rub for ones skin. That was a good thing! She was very excited about that stuff later on; it would decorate her room. And her arms and face and wings!
A joyous occasion, so very much.
Her other hand was in her sisters as they meandered about, both big enough (Tyven moreso) to wander about and peer at things without their stoic and hyper mothers worrying their faces off. So they believed, anyway.
"Look, righ' here!" She pointed to a store, tugging Tyven in the direction with a cheerful little bounce before... Theeere was an odd looking little creature near her with an even odder bigger creature. Cleo faltered in her steps, eyes wide as she watched the two of them.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:33 am
Chath was orange with bright blonde hair. As they had passed a hair dressing palor he slowed down for a moment to scan the products. That lady...her name was Jem right? said he would look hot with long hair. He had been stuck on this idea for a while now, catching in the reflection of teh store window he saw a two girls, one had wings....D-corp children. He turned around and offered a smile, he could never pass up the opportunity to try and meet new d-corp children.
"hello!" He greeted cheerfully.
Zyanya on the other hand didn't want to linger she wanted to leave. She knew this wasn't going to be possible with her brother around, sigh. On the way there she had tried to convince Chath to let her get a tongue ring. But his opinion on the matter was to laugh and tell her she was crazy. Stupid older brother.
As her brother stopped and turned, forcing her to turn around as well (he had a rather tight hold on her hand), she was going to protest but the words died in her throat as she spotted...Tyven? Tyven was much bigger now and she was with another girl who was bright yellow.
She gave a little wave to Tyven and offered a shy smile.
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