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Post by Shurajou Gekkani on Mar 2, 2010 1:23:34 GMT -5
The muted tones of sunlight flooded through the extravagant pink-tinted store front windows of Infinite Heart Designs. The white marble floors bathed in all shades of light to seductively dark pink dancing over its surface. This subtle miracle played itself out all day at the shop, and sadly Gekkani and grown mostly immune to its charms; she sat with her legs crossed, hunched over the jewelry case counter at the front of the shop.
Her chin was perched securely in her hand, Kani’s free hand listlessly turning the pages of an Australian glamour magazine. Kyuuei had sent her the magazine, after he had taken the liberty of drawing throughout the pages. Circling styles he liked, men he found attractive – the usual. The entire experience of reading the magazine struck Kani as bittersweet, but she would not show her sadness. Casually flipping another page spawned a spread of elegant skirts – so much to her liking she nearly gasped. Quickly covering her smile with her heavily bejeweled hand that had cupped her chin.; seems even Kyuuei knew she’d enjoy them as he had drawn several small pictures of his beloved sister in the margins in medium-pink colored ink.
Kani glanced up, the smile still dancing over her kitten-lips. A few schoolaged girls had wandered in, “Hello! Welcome!” She shouted, waving happily to the group. Her slight accent always made her sound joyous – and for now she actually was. As the group made their way about the shop Kani kept half an eye on them – making mental notes of the skirts she had come across thanks to her brother. I must recreate those lovelies…
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 2, 2010 1:47:17 GMT -5
Shun wandered into Infinite Hearts Designs. He strolled in, glancing around. So much pink would normally hurt a boy's eyes, but Shun was rather immune to it. At the moment, he probably looked more obnoxious, wearing a gold vest over a neon green tanktop with white washed skinny jeans. He walked slowly, admiring the clothes.
'Maybe I should pick something up for sis...' he thought, stopping and admiring an outfit.
He caught sight of the clerk. Her white hair stood out in the store. He felt a grin cross his face. He just loved things that stuck out. Shun took another look at the things in the shop. It was catered toward women. He began to wonder why he had come in here at all.
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Post by Shurajou Gekkani on Mar 2, 2010 20:19:12 GMT -5
Gekkani quickly noticed the walking travesty of colors that had entered her beloved shop. Oh… my… lord. Kani had always had an excellent eye for color, and this mish-mash of tones immediately drove her up the wall. Although, once the shock of his clothing passed, the young man was pretty attractive. She made a few quick mental notes of possible measurements before, in her common fashion, trying to get his attention.
“Oy! Fire-boy! Come here!” She jumped off of her stool, though not walking towards him in some wolfish manner of showing dominance by making him come to her. She bent her elbow upwards and beckoned him with her finger. “ You want to make a little money?” She tapped the toe of her pastel-green stilettos against the marble, producing a light echo through the shop. She knew she’d get him to accept her offer, but it would take quite a bit of work to get this new model to understand the difference between awful and awesome in the way of color. He was already hers, now was simply a routine practice in formalities to have him oblige.
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 2, 2010 20:32:16 GMT -5
Shun jumped. He turned, wondering who was being spoken too. He then saw the shop keeper's eyes were on him. He lifted a hand and pointed to himself.
"Me?" he asked, blinking a bit.
He considered the thought a moment. Money...Yes, he did want money. Did he need it? Probably not...but then again, he didn't get an allowance. And when in this universe would his parents have time to get him stuff when providing for a family of seven?
The redhead strolled over to the counter, looking at the older woman.
"Yeah?"
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Post by Hisakino Himeko on Mar 2, 2010 20:57:33 GMT -5
Himeko walked through Shibuya disappointed. She had been to five stores already and she hadn't found anything she liked. She was just about to give up when she walked in front of a store she never been before. Hmmm...Infinite Heart Designs, I might as well give it a chance. Himeko thought before she entered.
Once she entered the store, Himeko wasn't disappointed. The clothes were to die for. Why hadn't she visited this shop earlier. As she browsed through the racks, she found many cute things to try on. However, what caught her full attention was a pretty knee length dress. However, the dress was light blue. If only it had been made in lavender, it would have been perfect.
Just then, Himeko noticed someone working at the jewelry counter, talking to a boy who had no fashion sense, at all. Her eyes were burning, just for glancing at his neon colored clothing. Himeko made her way over to the counter, carrying the dress and a bunch other items she planned to purchase. "Sorry to bother you, but is there anyway I can get this dress in lavender. Money is no object."
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Post by Shurajou Gekkani on Mar 2, 2010 21:11:38 GMT -5
Kani placed her hand lazily on the fire-haired boy’s chest, turning her gaze towards her newest customer. Looking back up towards him, “You wait right here!”
She whipped her body around fully to face the blonde young woman. Nodding feverishly, the girl seemed familiar, as if a far off acquaintance; she quickly shoved the idea to the back of her mind. Kani absolutely loved her work and did often enjoy doing custom orders. It was a great chance for her to exercise herself in copying patterns she’d often load onto her apprentices to do. Making every detail match up to the original brought a little spice to her lackluster days in Tokyo so far.
“Of course! Is there anything at all you’d like to add?” She quickly grabbed a roll of seamstress’ tape from the drawer beneath the register. “ I’ll just take your measurements unless you know them by heart.~” She chortled happily, glancing over her shoulder to make sure her new pet remained there. “The cost will be that of the original plus an additional thirty-percent for replication, and we can discuss the details should you want anything such as embroidery included with your custom piece. ” She was polite, writing down the style number she had assigned the dress, “May I have your name?”
Gekkani turned back towards the firechild, offering her name as she awaited the blond's reply, " My name is Shurajou Gekkani. You may have heard of me." She expected everyone to know her, as most of her clique that swarmed her ankles on the street sang her praises constantly.
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 2, 2010 21:29:13 GMT -5
The boy paused at the hand on his chest. Before he could say anything, Gekkani had turned away. He stood, waiting patiently. Well, with as much patience as the boy could have. He ended up leaning against the counter, tapping his foot.
She's pretty...OH! And that one's pretty too. I have a feeling she doesn't like my clothes though. ...Does anyone like my clothes? Probably not. They're so obnoxious it's not even funny. Oh well, it's what I strive for...Originality. He thought to keep himself busy.
He listened to the girls talk about clothes and measurements. The hobby seemed interesting and complicated, requiring measurements and what not. The price sounded expensive too. He leaned his chin into his hand, listening intently.
At the woman's name, he took a moment to figure out if he knew of her or not.
"Nope. Never." he replied absent mindedly.
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Post by Hisakino Himeko on Mar 2, 2010 22:55:02 GMT -5
"Well, do you think I can get this skirt in dusty rose." Himeko said as she pulled out a light pink skirt out of the large pile of clothing she had placed on the counter. "Now that I think of it, I'm not to crazy about this shade of pink."
Once the woman around the counter asked for her measurements, Himeko smiled and gave Gekkani her measurements. After all, this wasn't the first time she had a custom dress made. She couldn't help but smile at the fact that she was going to get her lavender dress after all."Like I said before, the cost is no object." She reminded the girl, before going into a few alterations she wanted to make to the dress. "However, I would like it if we could make those sleeves two inches shorter and having some embroidery on the dress would be nice." She paused for a second, to allow the girl to put that down. "You can put the order under Hisakino Himeko."
As Himeko continued to watch Gekkani fill out her order form. The girl turned toward the oddly dressed man standing besides her. "Are you planning on getting a custom item too?" She asked him, curious to why he was in such a girly shop by himself.
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 2, 2010 23:12:19 GMT -5
Shun glanced over at Himeko.
"Me? No. I was looking at some stuff for my sister. I've never been in here before. This lady right here told me to stay though." he replied, "That's quite a bit you're buying."
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Post by Shurajou Gekkani on Mar 4, 2010 18:53:28 GMT -5
Gekkani nodded, making the notes quickly in her chicken-scratch handwriting. Not moving her eyes from the paper. She also made a quick mental note of the name. Although, deep down her emotions were churning. He hasn’t heard of me?! I’m the best there is! her thoughts fumed.
Oh I’m going to show him…! She looked up examining both the Himeko and the fire-haired boy. Hiding her anger at his absent minded comment completely – but letting her curiosity get the best of her, “ Hmm, you seem familiar ma’am, have we met before?” Gekkani ever so slighted tilted her head to the left and placed the pen back behind her ear.
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Post by Hisakino Himeko on Mar 4, 2010 23:44:54 GMT -5
"I see, that very nice of you to do that." Himeko told the boy, once she found out the boy actually had a decent reason for visiting the store. Though with his unusual dressing habits, she wouldn't have been surprised if the boy actually was buying the clothes for himself.
Himeko, couldn't help but suppress a laugh when the boy questioned the amount of clothes she was buying. "You're kidding, right. Usually I buy twice as much." She explained. "I guess you're not really a shopper."
Himeko turned back towards the counter, just in time to hear Gekkani ask her if they had met before. She thought long and hard, but nothing rang a bell. Where could she have met this girl? Then again, possibly the girl had seen her due to her father's position. "I don't believe we have met before." Himeko admitted, "However, you might have seen me on tv."
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 8, 2010 23:02:49 GMT -5
Shun sighed, watching the two interact. He took a moment to look over the blond girl.
So, she was rich. That's why she could buy so much. Shun wished he had money to spend. He lacked what he wanted.
Shun frowned a bit. Sighing, he tapped his fingers on the glass as he listened.
"Yeah, ummm...'scuse me? Are you going to tell me what you want? And what it has to do with money? 'Cuz if not, I need to get to the gym before it closes. I'm running out of time. Sorry." he said, stopping his tapping a moment.
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Post by Shurajou Gekkani on Mar 10, 2010 3:29:08 GMT -5
Gekkani disregarded the familiar blonde for a moment before whipping around to face the fiery young man. Her temper was raging like a furious tide. How dare he! No one speaks to me this way! she fumed to herself. Grinding her teeth a bit to try to force herself into a more socially acceptable response… She failed miserably. Her thoughts still flying at a mile a minute, And he doesn’t know who I am?!
Gekkani gave the lad the most intensely angry glare she could muster before addressing him in the most degrading tone of voice she could get away with before getting punched… hopefully, “Well, forgive me for trying to teach you some fashion sense!” she sneered, knowing full well she’d have to apologize for this profusely to the female customer, “ I was going to ask you to model for me… make a ridiculous amount of money for looking like you have some idea how to coordinate yourself!” She huffed, calming herself quickly before turning back around and calmly wrapping the various clothing items into neat black boxes, laced in light pink ribbon.
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Post by Hisakino Himeko on Mar 10, 2010 13:05:31 GMT -5
Himeko watched as the shopkeeper, who had been very nice a few moments ago, turned out to have a bit of a temper. Himeko couldn't help but feel a little impressed. She was liking Gekkani more as time went on. Besides, the girl seemed to agree with her. That boy absolutely had no idea how to accessorize. Why couldn't boys be as fashionable, like Kiyoshi. She knew her big brother would never be caught dead in the outfit this boy was wearing.
"Are you okay, Shurajou-san?" Himeko asked, recalling the name the girl had given to the boy earlier. She gave the boy a glare in order to show Gekkani she was on her side.
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Post by Takenaka Shun on Mar 10, 2010 22:12:12 GMT -5
Shun blinked.
Huh...? he wondered as his eyes grew wide.
The tall boy was completely still for a few minutes. He was absolutely, ridiculously confused. He saw Himeko's glare and blinked more. He stood stone still for a few minutes, before he laughed.
"You want me to model?" he grinned, "Sure. I could do that. You realize I dress like this on purpose, right? I understand I look like a disaster. If you wanted me to work for you, why didn't you say so? I'm sure I can do it."
He gave a thumbs up and grinned, then leaning back against the counter.
"Now that I know what I'm here for, I can wait."
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