Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:00:29 PM)
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Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:01:02 PM)
((set tje scene while I go afk
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:06:22 PM)
((andback))
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:06:26 PM)
*The shop is somewhat small and cozy. When she enters she will see it is somewhat chaotic and cluttered. Old books and knick knacks lining shelves, old tools and artwork hanging from the walls and odds and ends stuffed into every corner. The only spot in the shop that is orderly is a glass display case next to the counter holding cakes, pastries and other goodies.*
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:06:45 PM)
*Darby is back behind the counter tidying up*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:09:43 PM)
::Amelia walks in, her feet bare, but for having walked in look oddly clean. She wears a very nice trube dress, slightly rinkled like she had slept in it. No, it didn't appear shew as doing the walk of shame or anything, or maybe it did with her hair slightly messed up. She looked tired, maybe evne a bit cranky, with bags under her eyes and just... a general demeanor of unhappy. She walks in and inhales deeply::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:12:03 PM)
*Smiles when she walks in, she can smell all sorts of goodies cooked or cooking and coffee*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:13:06 PM)
::the waif of a teen, barefooted - an leather cord serving as an anklet - and the jewerly in her profile around her neck, makes her way in the store slowly, heading towards the counter::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:14:05 PM)
Well, good day to ye, how may I help you today?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:14:56 PM)
::she moves her head slowly, her eyes seem to focus on Darby;s mouth:: Hey.. do you have hot chocolate.
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:17:57 PM)
Of course. Do you want anything else with that?
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:18:28 PM)
*Already getting the cocoa for her*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:20:15 PM)
How much is it and a blue berry scon... please ::she yawns as she speaksl
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:22:54 PM)
*Gives her a reasonable price... better than most coffee shop prices*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:23:33 PM)
((i actuall yneed to know a range over 10 or under 10?))
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:24:55 PM)
((Um, lets say just over 10... they are big scones and a nice big mug though.))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:26:50 PM)
::she nods and produces a wallet from a small purse she had with her. She produces a bill folded in one third, covering half of the face on the bill, and one bill folded half way topdown - a 10 and a 5 respecttively, She holds it out::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:28:18 PM)
*Takes them, smoothing them out and putting them in the register, giving her the change and her items*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:29:32 PM)
::assuming it is only a single and some coins she does not bend or fold he singleand places it in her wallet, and the chain too. Her motiions are slowly.:: Does the hot chocolate have a cover or it a mug? ((and did he putthe cone in a bag or on a plate, sorry it determines her action))
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:31:45 PM)
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Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:32:34 PM)
((It is a mug unless she wanted it to go))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:33:03 PM)
Can you please place the plate ::the scone: on top of hte mug for me?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:33:28 PM)
::She had yet to take the items... She was as usual barefoot, wearing a nice but wrinkled tube dress - liek she had slept in it. Her hair was slightly messed up
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:33:51 PM)
*Nods and does so for her. There are several round tables in the shop with chairs around them. Some of them are cluttered with items.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:34:34 PM)
::her petite hand slips over the plate with the scone on it, coverign the scone. the other hand cups the bottom of the mug. She lifts it up protectively. She moves her head, listening for something...::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:35:45 PM)
Everything ok?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:36:11 PM)
Just trying to decide where to sit...
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:36:47 PM)
*Comes around the counter and walks over to a chair, pulling it out for her* How about right here, this is a nice comfy seat.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:37:38 PM)
:her head follows his motions, as the player kicks michael for not posting, and she moves to the chair and slowly sits down at it::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:38:24 PM)
*Michael, normally looking for a cafe at this hour, notices the odd bakery as he walks through the people. He looks to see if it is open and upon noticing it is he chuckles and opens the door. head in he looks over the baked goods.* Do you have...Bavarian cream filled chocolate covered Long Johns and Chai tea?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:41:16 PM)
::she cranes her head and turns in the seat as if to actually look at michael after hearing his voice. Sitting on the chair taht darby had pulled out, she had turned on it to sit on her kneesa and 'look' at michael. Only her intensely focused blue-green eyes peeking out from oer top of the chair:: questioning baked goods now, copper? ::ducks back hiding everything but her forehead and messed up hair behind the back of the chair::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:41:57 PM)
*He would gently scoot it in for her once she's seated and then goes back to get Michael his order*
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:42:06 PM)
Of course I do sir, one moment.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:42:21 PM)
Thank you ::She says to darby::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:43:06 PM)
*Smiles at Amelia, quickly getting Michaels order for him and charging him, it's a fair price for as big the pastry and drink are*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:43:32 PM)
Ahh yes...the odd woman who liked to be so close to me she crashed...*he chuckles, an oddly silken sound with strange hintos of an authorative tone. He pays for the pastry and drink smiling to Darby.*
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:44:43 PM)
*Smiles and nods back to him*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:45:34 PM)
Hey shopkeep, ::yes, she said shopkeep:: what is it with cops and pastries? Its like they are just dough of pasteries plastered onto skeletons... held in with belts
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:45:41 PM)
::playfully said::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:46:27 PM)
*Chuckles* Well, that's fine with me as long as they can pay for the goods.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:46:55 PM)
Awww trying to endear yourself to me cutie with clever teasing? *he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:47:20 PM)
You know the good thing about comedies you don't have to see it.. You can ust listen... ::she grins::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:47:35 PM)
Well...except for the three stooges...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:47:45 PM)
I wouldnt know what those re.
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:49:48 PM)
You don't know the three stooges?
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:50:01 PM)
*He has a pleasant Irish lilt*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:50:03 PM)
Who...who they are...*he sighs sitting accross from her at the table.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:50:49 PM)
I know what they are.. . but yeah..
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:53:29 PM)
Are you so sure?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:54:26 PM)
well I couldn't pick them out of a line up, piggy
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:54:45 PM)
Ahhh...thats one I've never gotten tired of...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:55:13 PM)
::she blwos a raspberry at the the air without lookingat him:: Shopkeep how many three stoogies are there?
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:55:30 PM)
There are twelve youngster...
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:55:50 PM)
*his voice very clearly a playfuly sarcastic tone.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:56:11 PM)
Here's a hint it is not three..
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 2:56:50 PM)
Oh? I wasn't sure you were old enough, to count...*he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:57:04 PM)
Shop keep?
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 2:57:41 PM)
Yes dear?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 2:57:51 PM)
I asked you how many three stoogies there were
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:00:28 PM)
Oh, it depends... only three at one time, but they change... Shep, Curly I think there was another in there somewhere... Larry and Moe were the two that were always there.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:01:32 PM)
See he knows... You should change jobs. The shop keep is a better cop ::she sayswith some finality:
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:02:26 PM)
Of course, cause the number of Stooges helps me identify the murder weapon by looking at the wounds, and determine weather or not there are defensive wounds...Right, smarty pants?
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:03:15 PM)
I heard they are making a new three stooges movie... not sure if that's a good idea though. Sometimes it's best to move on and come up with new original peices rather than try to recapture the magic of lost legends.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:04:16 PM)
Attention to detial, piggily-wiggily, saves lives ::she nods and peeks over her chair at him:: I am also not wearing pants.
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:10 PM)
*Chuckles some*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:13 PM)
Ahh well...the good nes is the tests i took had nothing to do with random trivia but were significantly more relevant to my job...
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:19 PM)
(*news)
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:41 PM)
Sherlock was all about the random trivia.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:43 PM)
As I'm not a constant on Jeopardy...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:50 PM)
Exactly! ::points to darby::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:05:54 PM)
He was a PI and fictitious
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:06:01 PM)
and a coke addict
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:06:10 PM)
But that was okay then
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:06:48 PM)
Speaking of which some random jesus lover offered me some weed... beyond the fact I don't smoke, first time I got to say I don't think glocuma really effects me
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:08:14 PM)
That doesn't usually work as an excuse if there isn't a perscription anyway...*he begins to eat his doughnut.* Also...I was a soldier before I was a cop...and i picked up the doughnut thing there...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:09:50 PM)
::she gets abit more bratty and parrots what he says in the best deep voice she can muster: I was a soldier before I was a cop so I picked up the doughnut thing there... ::she giggles:: and I bet if I blind folded you, you'd still lose in a sparing match to me.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:10:19 PM)
I think you'd be surprised...but it's very likely...*he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:10:49 PM)
and even unblind folded I would stil lwin... even though you'd have the advantage... ::she nodded and began to pick at her scone:: so Mr. Shopkeep whats your name was yell accross your store?
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:11:42 PM)
Names Darby.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:13:36 PM)
Darby ::She says as if trying it on for size:: a better cop than Michael.. Michael makes me thing of old stuffy british nobility.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:14:33 PM)
Not the angel who brought the breath of life to mankind from God? Or one of the angels who protect the gates of Eden?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:14:59 PM)
MIchael faught the devil... George the dragon, unless you a pol, then george did both because the dragon is the devil
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:16:33 PM)
Most books in the bible state that he lead the armies of god against the forces of satan in the time of revelation.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:18:30 PM)
I don't beleive in angels, or god, or the bible, so no point in my concern for it. ::she smiles slight:: Darby, you are a quiet one
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:18:43 PM)
*He chuckles* And Ironicly the Patron saint of Police officers and soldiers...
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:21:03 PM)
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Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:23:06 PM)
Well, I don't want to interrupt.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:23:25 PM)
feel free to interrupt. ::she sips at the hto choclate::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:24:57 PM)
*Sabine pulled up outside and slipped out of her truck. to both mortal and fae eyes she was dressed like some sort of steampunk blacksmith, goggles perched on her forehead, tight leather gloves on her hands, a white collared shirt with leather corset over it, a leather skirt, and a leather apron with many pockets decorated with an anvil on the chest and border of embossed gears, with a pair of doc martens. chimerically, her voile was much more lavishly decorated and her skirt was made up of a bunch of leather buckled belts, and a chimerical sword hung on her hip. Also to fae, molten metal glowed in her veins showing through her translucent skin, backlighting her tattoos. Into the store she went.*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:25:39 PM)
Good afternoon Darby, and Amelia I see. *She spoke with a heavy French accent, Parisian to be exact.*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:26:55 PM)
*Michael wears a black suit with charcoal grey pinstripes, a red dress shirt and a black tie...all crisp and un marred, likely tailored for his shape.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:29:22 PM)
::amelia were a nice tube dress, slightly wrinkled like she ahd slept in it, her hair messed up - maybe she had doen the walk of shame -barefoot but her feet looking oddly clean for being barefoot. She had a scone and and hotchoclate:: Sabine... this world is fiilling with folsk taht I know
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:30:26 PM)
(brb)
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:31:12 PM)
You look like you had a rough night, mon petit.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:31:54 PM)
*His generally rather stoic expression softens, hearing the turn of phrase, as he begins to look a touch distant and wistful.*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:33:10 PM)
*She looked over at Michael and adjusted the goggles on her forehead.* Are you ok?
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:33:34 PM)
Ahh just ruminating on a wonder...*he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:34:13 PM)
I had an interesting night to say the least. ::she yawns and sips at the hot choclate::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:35:33 PM)
(bbl)
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:35:48 PM)
(laters)
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:36:28 PM)
((Bah!))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:36:31 PM)
((bad unseelie))
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:36:50 PM)
((umm isn't that the point?)
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:37:05 PM)
((he wasn't bad he was silent... :-P he needs to play more ::throttles::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:37:21 PM)
Do tell cheri, how was your night interesting? I love stories.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:38:37 PM)
Just was ::her tone implies unhappiness over the subject, like she didnt want to discuss it::
Darby O'Toole (Apr 25, 2011 3:39:11 PM)
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Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:41:08 PM)
*Michael smiles oddly and then begins to eat his pastrie as well as drink his tea.*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:43:33 PM)
*She reached out and squeezed Amelia's shoulder.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:43:48 PM)
::She pulled away:: sorry I don't like being touched.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:44:35 PM)
I thought we were friends Amelia.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:45:26 PM)
We are. I just don't like being touched unelss I am dancing..
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:45:48 PM)
Makes me wish i knew how to dance...*he smiles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:46:54 PM)
I think I realized thats why they call cops pigs... ::she teased::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:47:25 PM)
*He laughs* I don't think all of them are as I am...I think my piggery is a touch singular.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:49:36 PM)
*she just shrugged.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:50:10 PM)
::looks over at Sabine:: just had some fights last night
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:51:34 PM)
((dlp))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:51:39 PM)
just had a tough night last night*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:52:28 PM)
Anything you want to report?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:52:29 PM)
I was just trying to help.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:52:58 PM)
No.. just.. a weird night.. nothing I need help with ::the pride creeps back into her voice:: I can take care of myself. ya know? ::said to both, even if michael is a cop::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:53:49 PM)
I didn't say you couldn't...I asked if you had anything you'd like to report...part of taking care of yourself is knowing when you can't handle something on your own.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:54:08 PM)
I am good. ::She murmrus and sips at her hot chocolate::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:54:20 PM)
Okay. Then i can go back to teasing you again?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:54:54 PM)
SAbine, can he? ::pauses and then in a mocking tone:: is he pretty?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 3:57:23 PM)
I don't know. You're asking the wrong person about that.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:57:25 PM)
Yes i'm gorgeous, I make the mona lisa look plain.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:57:56 PM)
::smriks at Sabine: hello blind.. he sinds kind of douchey.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 3:58:22 PM)
Oww...douchey?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 3:58:24 PM)
sounds*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:08 PM)
I'm still the wrong person to ask, mon petit, whether a man is pretty.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:16 PM)
Why?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:31 PM)
I don't really look at them that way.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:51 PM)
::raises an eyebrow, and she sounds confused as she says: ok...
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:52 PM)
That just means you'd have an unbiased opinion
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:01:54 PM)
He's uh...symetrical.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:03:16 PM)
I am ... confused ::She makes a huffing sound:
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:03:38 PM)
What are you confused about Amelia?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:03:52 PM)
how can you not tell if he is pretty or not
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:05 PM)
I suspect she prefers impressionist paintings to surealism...*he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:19 PM)
Like that means -anything- to me, piggy
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:33 PM)
whether someone is pretty comes down to personal preference Amelia.
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:35 PM)
Well...you know the word impression yes?
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:45 PM)
and the word surreal?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:04:51 PM)
What's attractive to one person is ugly to another.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:05:02 PM)
Is he prety to you?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:05:10 PM)
and I dont do muc hwit hart I know they are art terms
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:06:06 PM)
He's not ugly or anything. And his face is symetrical, he looks like a normal guy. He's not appealing to me however.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:06:13 PM)
Why not?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:06:32 PM)
Men aren't appealing to me Amelia.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:06:48 PM)
::her face scrunches up, she seems confused:
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:07:06 PM)
She plays for the other team, dear
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:07:56 PM)
she plays for the other team? What.. oh. ::her eyes go wide as the revelationdawns on her:; OH!
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:09:44 PM)
*She was blushing, and if there had been other fae there to see, her cheeks began to glow red hot like steel heated in a forge.* It's not like it's uncommon...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:10:02 PM)
I just don't know any other.. yeah .. ya know like ya
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:10:40 PM)
It's not...And I appologise miss...(?) if i offended.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:12:26 PM)
You didn't offend me.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:12:44 PM)
How do you you know? ::she was blushing now::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:13:27 PM)
*She smoothed her gloved hands down the front of her leather apron a few times, and fussed with her leather skirt.* How do I know what?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:13:46 PM)
how do.. you.. do.. ya know.. with another woman... how does it work?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:15:08 PM)
Um, well, that's probably not something I should explain in polite company.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:18:11 PM)
But... fine... ::she seesm confused::
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:18:44 PM)
That implies polite company.*he chuckles*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:18:54 PM)
I know hwat it implies but I am cruous as to how it works
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:21:13 PM)
Well it's no great mystery...
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:21:56 PM)
It could be depending on your level of practice.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:22:16 PM)
::just sinks in her seat::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:22:38 PM)
I'll tell you when we're alone Amelia.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:23:50 PM)
Ok...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:26:25 PM)
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Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:26:52 PM)
((Now we just need a fuzzy and a vamp for the complete set!))
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:26:53 PM)
*she leaned in to whisper to Amelia*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:27:01 PM)
((lol))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:27:30 PM)
((*votes for a wraith or orpheus game!*))
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:27:41 PM)
*Sabine was in her usual steampunk blacksmith attire, chit chatting with Amelia and Mike*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:28:59 PM)
*the thwipping sound precedes her entry, little tanned fingers shoving past the door before she pokes her head around the edge to peer in. Tinted orange shades hiding her eyes as she grins and enters. Shredded jeans might as well be shorts, neon orange flip-flops with fake flowers over the straps to match the printed chrysanthemum design on her skinny tee, blue-tipped white hair bound up in a knot*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:29:05 PM)
*Michaels phone goes off and he answers it.* Hello Detective Price, uh huh...yup...yeah...okay i'm on my way. *he hangs up his phone and looks between them* I'm sorry ladies but it seems i have to run....thanks for the company...sorry i couldn't stay.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:30:03 PM)
::Amelia was curled in a chair, wearing a wrinkled dark tube dress, her hair messed up and barefooted - but oodly clean for having been bare foot - either way perhaps she had jsut done the walk of shame, who rightly knows. Around her neck were three leather cords tied into thin tight chokers, a chain bead necklace, and a leather cord around one ankle as a anklet:: ((wait on on a pm before I respond))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:30:07 PM)
waiting*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:30:59 PM)
((I will ahve a post for you michael after I get waht was whispered))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:34:31 PM)
but how? ::She murmurs to Sabine, still sounding cnfused over something.:: And Piggy before you go :Said to michael with glee: you owe me a dance at some point. Tongiht, yes?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:34:55 PM)
*Cas thwips her way to the counter to order a cup of cocoa, in spite of the nearly 90 degree weather. The cashier asks her twice to be sure she didn't mishear. Chipper enough through the first check, at the second Cas simply gives the other girl a look reading "Yes, please..NOW."...and immediately resumes the grin as the chick moves off to get it, fishing crumpled bills from her jeans pocket for the bill*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:35:02 PM)
Good afternoon officer. *The Nockeress smiles at the girl in the orange shades and adjusts the goggles on her forehead with a leatherclad hand. She seems to have absolutely no sense that wearing steampunk clothes is a little weird. Aside form the goggles and gloves she's wearing a collared shirt with a leather corset over it, a leather skirt, and a black leather apron with many pockets decorated with an anvil and an embossed border of gears. For footwear, the French girl has a pair of doc martens.*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:35:03 PM)
Sure, *he smiles, and gets up and starts to head out.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:35:38 PM)
Need your number so I can call, boyo...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:37:00 PM)
*mouths "boy-o", turning curiously to see who'd been dubbed with that happy little nickname*
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:37:37 PM)
*he stops and and tells her his number and then heads out.*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:38:23 PM)
*can't help the giggle as the guy goes with it..handing her crumpled 5$ to the chick at the cash register and getting her change along with the big mug of cocoa, whipped cream and all*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:38:50 PM)
See ya later piggy ::said even if he is out the dor. Boyo and piggy seem to be one and the same, the cop heading for the door she pulls her cell phone out and then enters it in to her own phone slowly, it even says "piggy" when done. The phonew had been set to read whatever was imputed . Turnng her attention back to Sabine, she smiles: so waht do tongues and fingers do?
Michael Price (Apr 25, 2011 4:40:21 PM)
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Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:41:08 PM)
*She blinks at the question.*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:41:32 PM)
*pushes a single bill into the tip jar, pocketing her change and looking for a table*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:41:35 PM)
So how about that weather out there? It's hot...
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:41:49 PM)
What? ::doesn't seem to understand this is not a conversation to have in public for some reason::
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:42:38 PM)
*points to Sabine with her free hand and weighs in like a good sister* Damn right it is. I can't even imagine what it'd be like in all that leather. Love the gloves tho. *winks*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:43:44 PM)
*not quite local, but still southern from the sound of her particular twang* Mind company? You've got a free chair. *smiles beatifically to the pair*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:43:47 PM)
I like the heat and my shirt is fairly light and shortsleeved. Thanks, I design all my clothes myself. You only like my gloves though? *
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:44:02 PM)
::her head comes up over the plush chair she wa sitting in and peeks out to locate the source of the new voice. Blinking to locate cas then said to Sabine:: your girlfriend? ::seems to be stuck on some novel idea::
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:45:05 PM)
*nosewrinkle* I can never find em in my size..it's the curse of the petite. So I am -jealous- of the gloves..but I do like the rest of the ensemble. *smiling again and offering her hand to Sabine, since she seems the talkative one* I'm Cas.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:47:34 PM)
*a smaller plain bracelet clinking against the wide gold bangle on her right wrist, looks like it's easily a couple grand of pure gold filigree between that and the matching one on her left wrist..worn with ripped jeans and a tee the effect is bizarre in its own right*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:47:35 PM)
My girlfriend? Nah. *to Cas* I'm Sabine, and this is Amelia. Please join us. I can surely take your measurements and make you stuff Cas. So what else do you like about my outfit? I'm curious, most people think I dress like a wierdo. They don't get steampunk fashion at all
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:49:03 PM)
Well you are a weirdo... I think that is what makes you you though.. but you never explained to me how fingers and tongue works... ::She sounds excited that someone might explain somthing new to her. She waves, yes waves to cas:: how are you, stranger?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:49:08 PM)
Thanks. *dropping unceremoniously into the spare chair, without spilling her cocoa somehow, setting it down neatly* Love the lines, not so keen on the leather, except the gloves. As I said. Steampunk is the bomb..espesially the comic of the same name..wish they'd continued it!
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:49:35 PM)
Peachy, sugah. How about you? *grinning to Amelia easily*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:50:25 PM)
((Err..especially. I can type. I swear))
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:50:29 PM)
Been better been worse... ::she curls her legs under herself and sips at her own hot coco. a half eaten scone on the table:: What exactly is steampunk anway? ((lies))
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:51:13 PM)
Well sort of victorian inspired is the easiest way to explain.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:51:46 PM)
*leaves the saucer in place and picks up the mug to try and quietly slurp the cream off the top, licking her lips* It's a cultural and fashion mash-up between the late 1800s and Pulp fiction. The genre, not the movie.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:51:57 PM)
I'm a blacksmith by trade, Cas, in addition to being a steampunk fashion designer, to explain my choice of accessories.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:52:37 PM)
Pulp fiction is detective stroes from the 1920 right?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:52:59 PM)
And you ::points an accusitory finger at Sabine:: you still need to explain the finger thing...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:53:08 PM)
Seriously? Wow, so not the mental image of the big bearded guy with the hammer as big as me.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:53:59 PM)
*to Amelia* Nah there's a lot of pulp that's more like..sci-fi over the top..than film noir detectiveish.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:55:02 PM)
So.... sci-fi in the wild west?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:55:38 PM)
No not the wild west at all Amelia.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:56:04 PM)
Well I suppose as a sub genre maybe...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:56:25 PM)
*she laughs* Steam engine technology that's actually capable of almost everything modern electronics can do..minus the computers themselves. Throw in some Victorian and Edwardian fashion and well..Leather. *gesturing to Sabine with a grin*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:56:44 PM)
Victorian, table skirts and the such, in sci-fi? ::she seems toget an idea and her eyes go wide with excitement:: Pirates in space? ::Sugar high....::
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:56:59 PM)
There ya go sug..now you're with us.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:57:08 PM)
That's the kind of clothes I design Amelia.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:57:24 PM)
Steampunk ladies fashions and accessories.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:57:33 PM)
*slurps more cream off her cocoa, finally trying a bit of the drink itself*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:57:41 PM)
::she makes a sour face:: doesn't tell me much, Sabine, dear... i have no idea what a pirate or 1800s clothes even look like..
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:57:58 PM)
You knew what a table skirt was.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:58:17 PM)
*supplying curiously, giving Amelia a more thorough once-over*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:58:30 PM)
Knowing what one is, versuswhat what looks like is different.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:58:42 PM)
*She reached into one of the pockets of her apron and produced a business card. "The Steamworks - For all your steampunk needs, with a phone number, address, and website, and handed it to Cas.*
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 4:59:11 PM)
Thanks! *accepting the card and pocketing it, producing one of her own to hand back*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:59:17 PM)
You should come by sometime, even if you don't buy anything. I let customers try things on.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 4:59:26 PM)
::Amelia's intense eyes seems to be focusing on the mouth of whomever is speaking.::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 4:59:28 PM)
*she took the card and looked it over.*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:00:15 PM)
You're a cook, Cas?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:00:41 PM)
Oh no.. well sort of. I design the dishes and have final say on the recipes..but no. I own the place.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:00:59 PM)
What resturant?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:01:03 PM)
So you never do the cooking?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:01:34 PM)
For friends, occasionally. Or when I'm trying out a new recipe. *looking to Amelia* Interesting Times.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:01:44 PM)
I got excited for a moment. I'm not much of a cook myself, but I love watching cooking shows. Anthony Bourdain is my hero!
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:01:51 PM)
Interesting Times? Ineresting naem fora resturant ::said with no hint of irony::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:02:10 PM)
Well, you know I am kind of hungry...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:02:59 PM)
I cook at home, but in the restaurant I have people for that. *she laughs, the presumptive tone is utterly missing from her voice* They yell at me and tell me to get out from underfoot in the kitchen. Cuz once I start messing around in there, I stay the whole night.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:03:34 PM)
Start any fires?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:03:36 PM)
Well perhaps you might cook for me and Amelia?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:04:09 PM)
*she shrugs* Whatcha got?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:04:14 PM)
Kitchen would help too.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:04:17 PM)
::seems confused:: did you just invite yourself over to her house? ::her tone almost scolding.:
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:04:17 PM)
*sagely*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:04:50 PM)
Invite myself over to her house? No.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:05:14 PM)
She clearly invited me over to Her house to cook.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:05:42 PM)
I missed that... shows you what happens when I have nothing but sugar after 24 hours and haven't slept in taht time
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:05:57 PM)
I have an apartment, it's rather large, but its in the basement of the steamworks, fully finished of course.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:06:09 PM)
*she laughs* You're going to black out when you get real calories, you know that right?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:06:10 PM)
Well you need food clearly Amelia.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:06:41 PM)
I had a scone... ::she points at the mess of blueberr scone on the table, it was picked at it was on her plate. ::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:07:46 PM)
Well come on we need to get you fed.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:02 PM)
I can show you the Steamworks while we're at it Cas.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:17 PM)
It's a deal. *flashing a peace sign as she gets up*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:34 PM)
*she stood up as well with the creaking of leather.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:36 PM)
On one cndition
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:39 PM)
condition even
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:44 PM)
What's that?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:08:50 PM)
You explain to me how playng for the other team works...
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:09:32 PM)
*laughs* What, you want a map or a playbook?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:09:33 PM)
*she blushed at that, cheeks going rather red, to fae eyes her cheeks glowed brightly like steel heated in a forge once again.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:11:52 PM)
well I dont get how what she listed can.. well ya know do that?
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:12:11 PM)
*takes advantage of the delay to gulp her cocoa, as if the steaming liquid were room temp..or even cold*
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:14:42 PM)
Do you have your own car Cas?
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:15:04 PM)
Why is she doding the question ::Asked of cas, about sabine, imploringly::
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:16:03 PM)
I tell ya what. You can call that number and leave me a message..when it's a better time for you. *to Sabine, before looking to Amelia* Because one doesn't typically discuss sexual preferences in cafes.
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:18:15 PM)
*waggles her fingers to the both of them, thwipping back toward the door, cocoa gone*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:18:20 PM)
::she seems bothered by the lack of explainition, like it was a novel idea.. like a kid who had never even thought of.:: touche... where you goign?
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:18:42 PM)
*She sighed sounding frustrated.* Amelia drop it please, that's not something people talk about in public and I told you that already
Cas Brimley (Apr 25, 2011 5:19:00 PM)
Honey..I already had this chapter. You can find me when you catch up. *laughing and heading out*
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Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:22:08 PM)
I think I'm going to go home Amelia.
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:23:20 PM)
You should get some real food though, that's not healthy. I'm sure I'll see you around though.
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:23:31 PM)
Yeah... ::she murmurs and just curls in her seat::
Sabine Lefevre (Apr 25, 2011 5:24:06 PM)
*Sabine headed out, got in her truck, and drove home.*
Amelia Rose (Apr 25, 2011 5:24:22 PM)
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