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Post by Trinity on Apr 8, 2014 11:30:13 GMT -8
{originally} Leo gave a wave and a bright smile to Jason. Man, it was good to see he was okay!
Once she arrived at the electronics section, she lazily looked over the assortment of gadgets it contained and ran a hand over their smooth surfaces. She had never had a laptop before and certainly didn't want one. This stuff felt so pointless to her, as an artist. "Might as well milk it.." What to buy? She settled for a rather expensive pair of headphones, an MP3, the same model phone she had before, a solid black Gameo and a handful of games to go with it. The only reason she decided to pick up the Gameo was so she and Eli could have game-battles. (Naturally, where he would be beaten most brutally.) Other than that, it would probably end up in a drawer somewhere, never to be seen again. "..I'm pretty damn aware it's not Autumnal, thanks.. Asshole.." "Yeah, it'll be big in a few days. Er, Greyburn original and all that.. Haha.." "So how much porn could I download on this? Hypothetically speaking?" ..And she was done!
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 8, 2014 17:15:14 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 8, 2014 22:06:15 GMT -8
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Apr 9, 2014 1:32:42 GMT -8
{originally}
Located not far from some dingbat apartments is a group of small businesses. Most visible from the street are a quaint veterinary clinic and the very professional looking Bosch Engraving. Situated between the clinic and engraving company and farther back still, Park's Closet was the only place that stayed open into the night.
If it weren't for successful word of mouth and loyal customers, few people would be able to find the unassuming, somewhat dingy white building, let alone believe there was a trendy thrift boutique inside. In front of it sat a lovingly hand painted, but unfortunately poorly lit sign with the store's name and hours in whimsically curly letters.
From inside the walls are much nicer to look at than the building exterior and the clothing displays carefully designed. One may even feel a twinge of regret removing a hat or jacket from one of the smartly dressed mannequins. Dressing rooms were available with thick fabric curtains to be tied for privacy and each had its own full length mirror.
Trevor, while often a quiet person, becomes much livelier in his element. Before moving on towards a rack of sweaters he became engaged in a mutually enjoyable conversation with Daisy Park, the daughter of store owner Park Soo-mi. Daisy stood at approximately Chloë's height while Mrs. Park was even smaller, so both women shrunk considerably when stepping out from behind the counter to assist a customer with undressing a mannequin or use of a high-reach hook.
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 9, 2014 17:51:22 GMT -8
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Post by Trinity on Apr 9, 2014 18:55:43 GMT -8
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Apr 9, 2014 19:36:17 GMT -8
{originally}
Park's Closet ran on a strict donation system managed by the talented mother-daughter team. Most of what their store had to offer was high end and designer garbs, all going for much less than retail thanks to their prices being undetermined by labels.
The racks were masterfully sorted- not only by garment type, but also by style- and effortless to navigate. The men's clothing was distinctly set from the somewhat more prevalent ladies' attire. A bigger man or a woman with generous curves would have to try on more things than a Chloë or Trevor to score as many finds, but there was enough to go around.
Trevor's delicate fingers skillfully worked through rows of handsomely crafted jackets, shirts, ties, and trousers until he had two thick bundles of clothes draped heavy over each arm. With his bounty he stepped through the racks to the wall of dressing rooms with surprising elegance. Eli and Jason fumbled around looking out of place as Trevor disappeared behind shutting curtains.
Leo would have much better luck than her toned friend. She had a decent history of shopping expensive labels, and dresses wouldn't be too short on her as long as she avoided foreign brands.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 9, 2014 23:11:02 GMT -8
{originally} ((at skullpurple - If ur on at the same time as at Trinity and able, maybe you guys can RP the conversation she was hinting at. If Jason is Mr. Reticent, it could be fairly short. You should resolve it before we move on tho, because if it is revelatory, it will likely change events to come. Got it?)) We'll just say it didn't happen here.
Darren didn't like it and didn't do anything. The Shop Mart would have been closer to the fashion sense of Cameron and Courtney both, but they tried for a while. Vitus exchanged odd phone calls with Demetri and a few other people while waiting. Vitus- "...You could say that. You could, but it helps no one. This isn't cards. Sometimes people can answer simple questions you know..."
Cameron- "Man, I don't know about skinny jeans on me."
Courtney- "I'm sure they'd be fine."
Darren- "I have no idea what that means."
Vitus- "...I don't know. What is grosser than gross?..."
Cameron- "..."
Darren- "What? Never see a man in a cocktail dress before? Gotta do something for ennertainment."
Vitus- (to the phone) "...That's terrible. You're terrible..."
Cameron- "It's cool bro. Whatever."
Darren- "..."
Vitus- "...And if he had one hat, he had a dozen. Life is just too complicated you know?..."
Cameron- "Man, they don't have the swing-up redline Cory crosstrainers. I swore that's what my next sneaks were gonna be."
Courtney- "I have no reaction to that."
((Y'all can do what you like til the next time I'm on here, then I advance to the next location.))
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Apr 10, 2014 3:53:29 GMT -8
{originally}
Trevor offered Darren a tan linen suit, a matching fedora, a grey tie, and a striped dress shirt, insisting it was all perfect for him. Darren would at least have something to do if he tried it on, but how likely was that?
Jason and Eli seemed to be fairing alright and didn't appear to want any of his advice presently.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 10, 2014 4:13:18 GMT -8
{originally} Darren- "Naw, man. I ain't havin' that life."
Maybe some other time.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 10, 2014 5:00:25 GMT -8
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Apr 10, 2014 5:19:19 GMT -8
{originally} Mrs. Park came down from the counter and hit the side of Eli's head with a satisfactory little "thwack!"
Mrs. Park - "Look what you do! See how you have torn the fabric? It is unrepairable. No one will wear this dress because of you. What, do you think I can just throw a patch on this?" Mrs. Park didn't let Eli get one word in as she simultaneously chewed him out and roughly pulled Darren out of the dress. It looks like it will be going home with somebody tonight.
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Post by Trinity on Apr 10, 2014 13:13:52 GMT -8
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Post by Skullbooty on Apr 10, 2014 17:38:31 GMT -8
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Post by Trinity on Apr 10, 2014 18:11:49 GMT -8
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