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 Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:31 pm
It was about dusk outside. The cold of winter blew through the streets collecting debris and litter left lying on the ground and sweeping it by. Olivia was just returning from her supper, a mighty helping of brocoli, bread and salmon. She grinned from ear to ear at the pleasant feeling from her tummy as she set herself down in her stool to work on some ordering forms.
The faint cry of a child could be heard, it grew louder every second as stark white haired, freckled faced little boy ran in in stripped knickers singing a song she had never heard before. Something about Bazooka bubblegum; she had never heard of that brand of sweet before.
Clicking her pen against the paperwork she looked up at the ticking clock on the wall, almost thirty of nine, it read, meaning her hired assistant was to come in soon to help her with the ordering of supplies. Olivia was slightly helpless with this on her own, as her math skills were slightly below average. She looked up to the door as she heard the bell jingle and the door creak open...
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RP will go in a order format. Whatever order in which you four enter is the order you'll be posting in.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:56 pm
A frazzeled looking customer was the first to enter, meekly peeking her head through the door before fully entering, shutting it behind her. The strange girl had a bandana tied around her eyes, yet it seemed as if she could see everything around her. At least, she could see well enough to start moving ahead to Olivia's general direction.
Or so it seemed.
The girl ended up tripping over her feet and nearly crashing into a nearby incense stand. Whew, that was close! The girl sighed with relief, but in her haste to get up, she knocked over one of the nearby incense burners. Thankfully, it was empty, but she winced at the sound of a crack.
"... This shop doesn't have a 'you break it, you buy it' policy, does it?" The girl gulped. "Cuz I gotta use the bathroom. Like really bad."
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:58 pm
Larainne opened the door of her home and looked out into the streets, they seemed deserted and almost haunted with no one wandering around the grey cement pavement. The wind bit at her cheeks, making Larainne cringe slightly from the cold. Quickly she ducked back inside to grab a second layer of clothing to wrap herself in before walking out. She had already planned her destination to a new store that was within walking distance, and had noticed it a few times before on one of her evening walks.
As the store came into view she could literally begin to smell the fragrances radiating from inside, which intensified even more as she opened the wooden door and a bell chimed her entrance. Larainne's ears twitched a little as she registered the sound of a child crying somewhere out the back, clearly the owner did not only own this store but possibly lived in a second part of the shop which served as a home. Larainne's eye began to explore the room, only half seeing everything. She knew what she would remember about this store the most would be it's fantastic aroma.
Leisurely she walked around the shop, breathing in the scent of each candle, oil or incense cone and stick that drew her sensations the most.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:12 pm
_____Having grown tired of whispy, curling red locks of hair tumbling down her back, the woman with bewitching gray eyes had traded them in for a shorter, spunkier style that didn't quite seem to match with the rest of her outfit. The new, smokey purple strands of hair had been styled to appear as if the woman had gone through a substantial amount of wind, or even that she had just woken up. Dangling from her ears were pearl drops, weaving and brushing against her shoulders with every hurried step that she took, a matching pearl necklace was draped about her neck and sat lightly upon the curve of her collar bone.
_____Why the devil didn't you grab a coat before you went out? The woman mentally scolded herself as she hurried down the street, rubbing her bare upper arms with black gloved hands that reached up to her elbows but did little to warm anything else. It was obvious that the woman was coming from somewhere rather fancy, perhaps a date or perhaps just a simple night out on the town enjoying herself. The cold was growing to be too much for her to stand however and at the first sight of an open store she ducked into it regardless of what the place might be. As long as they had a bit of heat on in the place the short woman would be quite satisfied.
_____Eyes glittered as they looked over the edge of dark rimmed glasses, taking in the shop slowly and ruffling out the full skirts of her black dress, revealing a flash of soft violet coloured heels that matched the hair atop her head. What had she managed to get herself pulled into this time? Looking over at the scents lining the walls she raised a brow and canted her head to the side. It was a bit of a surprise to her that she had never seen this shop before for she was quite the lover of anything scented that she could place about her home. Looking over to the woman behind the counter she gave a smile and a nod but didn't take the moment to say hello. Not that she was being rude or even trying to be rude, she just thought a sweet smile and a gesture of welcome was more than enough.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:19 pm
Winter had always given her a conflicting sense of joy and dread; the weather was so cold and unfeeling, but the thought of the holidays blooming at her feet was enough to chase her frown away. But today solemnity had taken roost, and to run from it, she had decided to go out.
How she ended up on this street was certainly a twist of fate.
Her blush colored coat was clutched around her protectively as she walked against the wind, lips chapping as the crisp air prickled her mouth. Despite the imposing frost, she couldn’t help but window-shop; everything here was so quaint and inviting, and though she felt the need to enter them, her wallet was a little too emaciated from Christmas shopping to risk the chance of seeing something nice.
And see something nice she did! The shop was small, but not too small, and caught her eye just as she had planned to turn around. There was something that made her teeter on the balls of her feet, before padding across the street; she couldn’t help but be coaxed over! Priscilla needed a gift right? Of course. Perfectly liable reason for stopping by.
Mary gave her hands a blow of warmth and rubbed them together before opening the door, allowing herself to be ushered in by the cold winter air. She couldn’t help but smile, eyes becoming half moons on her freckled face.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who gave into the call!" she said with a bubbly giggle; she loosened her scarf and brushed off her coat, with a look all too akin to that of a cat, preparing to settle down.
...and pounce.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:15 pm
Olivia blinked at the blind-folded female whom had entered her store, she blinked slightly as the woman seemed a bit jittery. She really hopped she wasn't a-CRACK- butterfingers...
"Uhhh....Yeah. We kinda do..." Olivia murmured, biting her lip a tad at the claw-like cracks that were now forever instilled upon one of her precious incense burners.
The white haired child zoomed around the blind-folded woman for a moment, repeating what Olivia had said.
"Ment stop tormenting the customers..." She chided before directing her attention back to the woman as a second woman entered, giving her a flashed smile and wave. "The bathrooms are in the back..."
Several minutes after that two more woman entered, sheesh this was a busy night. Must be because of the Solstice, or at least that's what she'd like to chalk it up to being.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you three with?" Olivia smiled, pleasantly stopping what she was doing and raising herself from her seat to help the three in any way possible.
In the mean time, Ment had taken a liking to the new people who had entered and was finding ways to brush by them and check them all out like a dog when someone is in it's territory.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:26 pm
The girl's face fell a little, but not at the prospect of buying it. She seemed geniunely upset that she had broken something.
"Um, um, sorry about that... Can I buy this one off of you? It's a shame to just throw it away..." Of course, the girl knew that because of the cracks, the burner couldn't correctly hold the oil it was supposed to burn. Aw well, maybe she could put a candle or something dry in there.
"Right, I'll pay for it as soon as I get out of the bathroom! I'll just uh... leave it on the counter... I think I got enough gold for it... I'll give you what I got... going now..." said the girl, and she rushed into the back room, nearly crashing into a box of shipments.
"SORRY ABOUT THAT!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:58 pm
Larainne was a little surprised at how fast the store had filled up, she had just been expecting herself and the store owner to be the only ones present and was bewildered as to what could bring so many people here at the same time. She moved aside quickly as a woman brushed pass her and disappeared out the back to use the bathroom after securing a purchase, and stared after the peculiar women for a second before she felt something sweep over her left wing.
Turning her head slightly and looking from the corner of her eye, Larainne could see a white haired boy, casually finding a way to graze or scrape by some of the other women. At first she just dismissed him with a smile but Larainne had to double check when she detect what she thoughts was the fragrance of mint radiating off the boy's skin. Quickly Larainne dismissed the thought, believing that the smell was just coming from an oil or something in the same general direction he was going.
"He's yours right?" Larainne directed her words towards the counter woman and took a step towards her area. " I've never seen a boy with hair like that before...did you let him dye it?" Larainne made small talk while she tried to remember why she had come here in the first place. There had been a reason, but it was just out of her memories grasp, almost as if the perfume of this place had taken over a portion of her mind and made her forget. What ever it was, she was sure it would came back sooner than later.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 10:08 am
_____Kitten made her way slowly about the shop, seemingly oblivious of the other people milling about and just moving aside if any of them came at her. It's didn't seem awkward to her that there were so many people in the shop. It was a shop, yes? And it was close to the holidays, so where else would people be? This woman wasn't shopping though, and she didn't have all that much on her to begin with; it's better not to carry lots of money when you can't run well in heels. As a little boy with moon white hair came towards her she shifted aside, well out of his way and pressed up against some of the items cluttering the walls.
_____It seemed, however, that despite Kitten's side-step and the availability of plenty of room to pass the boy still brushed against the skirts of her dress, ruffling them and tickling the back of her thighs. With a laugh the woman turned and peered down at the boy, watching him with a curious gaze and a slight tilt of her head to one side.
_____"Are you having fun with all these women wandering about your shop?" she asked with a smile, motioning to the other girls before kneeling down so she could be eye-level with the freckled boy, noticing as she got closer the distinct scent of peppermint.
_____"Oh my, someone must have just had a bath, hmm? You smell quite delightful," Kitten said with a nod, holding out her black-gloved hand to the boy. He didn't have to shake it of course, Kitten would understand if he ran off screaming at this point. Little kids often mistook adult kindness to mean something other than it was and although Kitten tried to keep most of her attention upon the little boy she was still entirely interested in looking about the shop.
_____"Will you perhaps show me about the shop little one?" inquired the woman while her head was turned away, admiring a particulatly fancy, but no doubt expensive, piece of work. The little boy would have either run off from her by now or would be there with an answer when she looked back. If he had indeed run off then so be it, Kitten could be labeled as the crazy one in the shop, talking to herself and asking questions to the air as she knelt in the middle of the floor.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:34 pm
Mary had made sure to steer clear of the other women meandering the shop, though her curiosity to peer at them all was strong. But she had entered with all the intention of purchasing a gift, right? Right!
Who was it for again?
The plump young woman found herself swept away by all the scents, some more familiar, other definitely exotic. Oh, it must have been wonderful, running a shop like this! She'd never be able to keep up with it, so intent would she be in curling up with a good book and simply enjoying the comforting perfumes around her. The owner must have been a very strong willed person, indeed!
As she turned to spy upon the shop keeper, she felt Ment brush by and offered a jovial laugh, hand automatically lifting to ruffle his mop of flaxen hair just as he darted away. Reason for turning forgotten, she drifted along the shelves of the store, arms tucked neatly behind her back.
"It'd be nice to be a little selfish for a bit," she mumbled, leaning over a tray of oil cups. Cute.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 1:08 pm
Olivia gave a small embarrised smile for the woman who had accidentally broken one of her incense burners. Accidents happen as everyone knows; she herself had broken quite afew of them trying to get them situated on counters and such with a child running amuk.
Looking back to Larainne she quickly answered her inquiry, "Ment? Yes, he's mine. I'm sorry if he's bothering you, he tends to like attention alittle too much." She smiled, before adressing her second inquiry, "Uhm...Actually, he was-" she paused for a brief moment deciding on the best word for it, "-born. He was born with that hair."
In the meantime, Ment giggled as he was brushed by Mary's hand upon his head and stopped briefly to talk to Kitten. "Silly lady-ma'am, I ALWAYS smell like this. " He smiled, placing a hand on his hip and tossing his hair behind his shoulder. After his little performance he held out an arm to her, looking anxious, "Olivia says I should always be helpful to customers, so I'll help." He looked over to Mary for a moment and called to her, "Lady Ma-am!!! You want a tour too~?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 5:37 pm
The strange woman came back from the bathroom, adjusting the bandana covering her eyes. Although such a thing seemed to impede her movement, she was rather insistent in wearing it. Even so, she was able to stare at all the customers and Ment with a look of panic. Apparently, she did not like company. Or children. Or maybe because she realized she might not have had the right currency in her pocket.
Sheepishly, the woman turned to the counter and fumbled with her clothing a bit before speaking.
"Um... I sort of have no money. Well, I have some currency, but I'm not sure if it's good here," She mumbled, taking out a few coins with a golden "G" marked on it. "I have no clue where these come from, but... they're shiny?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 11:56 pm
“He’s…Born with hair like that?” Larainne gave Olivia a wide eyed and bewildered look. She was surprised that such a thing might be able to happen naturally. Often people spoke of others with natural highlights, but they usually referred to a few streaks of blond in a brunet or red heads hair. But Always the term was used plurally, never for one single amount. It was uncanny how such a vibrant color could just…grow from a pure head of white hair. Nevertheless it was also still surprising how it had only sprouted in such a limited and specific area.
“the color really reflects his lively nature and identifies with his character, doesn’t it?” she commented, letting the features on her face soften back into their usual and less stunned positions. Larainne had only just met the boy but it was clear by the way he held his head, strode so confidently and his out right curiosity that showed his forming sociable personality. “He looks like he’ll be trouble when he’s older tho,” Larainne allowed herself a melodious and sweet laugh as the mint smelling boy pointed to his mother and offered to take the other two women for a tour of the store.
“Yes, definitely trouble with that one,” she joked friendly, hopping that the woman wouldn’t take offence.
“Well while he’s leading the expedition group, mind showing me some of your own favourites? Or maybe you have think you think I may like perhaps?” She gestured around the store, it was hard to think that she wouldn’t find something perfect for herself. “ I’m not really sure what I’m looking or even thinking of myself but… it would be a shame to walk home empty handed, especially with so many inspiring scents here,”
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 10:34 am
_____To be quite honest Kitten didn't think there was anything all that, well, weird with the boys hair. Sure, it was interesting enough and it seemed to fit him very well, especially with that wonderful peppermint smell of his, but it was hair all the same. The woman couldn't actually hear the conversation over at the counter about the hair however so she paid little mind to the red and white mop, instead only being polite and keeping eye-contact with him. She had almost laughed when he called her a 'lady ma-am' for she didn't think she was quite that old yet, was she?
_____"Well aren't you the sweetest gentleman I've ever met," the woman cooed to the boy as she stood up and took the offered arm. She peered over to the other 'lady ma-am' as he called to her and offered a welcoming wave and a small smile. As they waited to see if the other woman would accept the invitation Kitten took the chance to peer about the shop some more, peering over her glasses at things further away from her as her prescription only made things closer to her sharpen up. Turning a bit she noticed a small glass dish upon a counter and although for any normal person it would have been well out of the way of danger, Kitten felt it was far too close to the edge and nudged it just a bit more into the center.
_____"Will you help me pick out a scent...little one?" she asked, paushing at the end for she had no idea what to call him, though she winced at her choice of calling him little for youngsters usually hated it. "Better yet, show me some of your favorites, hmm? Nothing peppermind though. If I had such a wonderful smell in my home then I would have no inscentive to come back and see you some more, would I?" Despite the boys protest that he always smelled of peppermint, Kitten simply assumed that he meant he bathed a lot, or because his room was full of peppermint scented items whose scent clung to him even when he left it.
_____"Oh, and please call me Kitten, wont you? I think it's cuter," Kitten finally spoke up with a soft giggle as she reached up with her free hand to toy with the whispy locks of purple hair. It was better than him calling her lady ma-am in her opinion, and the name wasn't too hard to say by any means. Not that it was her real name, for surely her parents hadn't been silly enough to name their strange daughter Kitten. "If you help me pick out a wonderful scent then I shall show you a wonderful trick," the woman whispered as she leaned over so only the boy could hear her. Kitten knew children loved to watch things like magic tricks, and what she would show him would certainly seem quite wonderful to any wide-eyed curious boy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 7:23 am
Lady Ma-am!!!
Her pensive air was drawn away by the hook of Ment's shrill voice, and vaguely surprised, she turned to look at who was being addressed. Oh! Was he looking at her? She glanced around to make sure, and pointed at herself, mouthing 'me'?.
Well, there certainly weren't other women standing around her.
"Oh..." she began awkwardly. "I-I'd love one!" She hurried over to the young boy and the elegantly dressed woman, eyeing the latter with all the curiosity of a child. She clapped her gloved hands with a muted thump.
"My name is Mary," she introduced brightly, eyes becoming half-moons. "It's a pleasure." Tucking her arms behind her back once more, the diminutive woman bent down and poked Ment's nose.
"And you, my good sir!" she began with an air that would make a dramatist proud. "Would you like payment before or after? Or perhaps at both times -- a little incentive!" She stood and rifled through her coat pockets, tongue peeking from between her lips...
Aha! Extracting her mittened hand, she produced what looked to be a small chocolate truffle, wrapped in red and gold festive foil.
"One can never travel comfortably without a pocket full of chocolate, I always say!" She held it out before the small boy and glanced up at Kitten, beaming, "Want one too?"
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