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 Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 3:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 3:35 pm
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Luna, overjoyed, balled her hand into a fist and did a small cheer to herself, breaking the docile and timid character with her more tomboyish-likeness for only a moment before realizing no deals were final, not yet at least.
She quickly collected herself, as Crissy, the host, walked him around the show floor. Luna, clearing her throat and padding her hands to her thighs as they made their way to her on the line up.
After Crissy was done speaking to Luna's details, Luna quickly interjected with a small bow, followed by a salute, something her previous owner and her would do every morning when getting ready for work. With a somewhat brash manner, she sounded off, "I won't let you down, Master!" The 'master' dripping with every intention to ensure she was picked, pretending as if he had already made the decision. A moment passed and she immediately regretted everything she just did. Luna... why are you so dumb?!
((OOC: You made a café across the street! You had this planned all along, lmao! +_+))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 4:12 pm
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Shou Tamashi╔═════════════════════════════════════╗Where at: Cat-girl shop With: Riku, Sora Song in my head: So Long Sentiment╚═════════════════════════════════════╝((OOC: Yes but I was expecting him to only hire one and then have the others taken by other owners...))
The orange eared cat-girl, who must be working there as well, showed him around the shop and the available maids giving their names and skill, hers included, before walking off to help another costumer. Sora brought up that they had the employee funds as well. "Oh ya, that's right." He scanned through the list he was given of the breeds as well as general things they would need for the care of cat girls and did the math in his head. "We could probably adopt three, four if we already had the necessities."
He hadn't even plan to have a pet when he moved, let alone three cat girls. He'd have to buy beds and furniture for them. His apartment above the cafe was large so it'd be fine space wise unless Sora and Riku convinced their adoptive parents. One of the more obvious choices was the black eared one, Luna, who could learn quickly although he remembered her breed might be hard to train. The one that led them around, Crissy, was about the only other one they talked to while he also felt guilt about the one they ran into, Reina. He scratched his head as he contemplated if he should get those three or consider the others.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 4:33 pm
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Yet another audible swallow croaked from her throat as her eyes shifted from the boys to the gentleman, deciding their fate, taking their time with their decision. Her fists clenched over the fabrics of her uniform as she bit her lip again, trying not to interrupt again.
Anxiety bubbled in her chest as she turned to Crissy, a moment of confusion popping into her head. If she already has an owner, why would she want another? Wouldn't the previous get upset?
Yet only being here a day, she hadn't once seen him, or her, but only had interactions with Crissy. Polite, refined, poised, why would she possibly want to start all over? Luna gave a silent sigh as poking into others businesses wasn't exactly something she was akin to, but still...
((OOC: Well, when they come, we can trade... like baseball cards, haha!))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 4:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 12:33 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 7:43 am
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Luna averted her eyes as the owner made a scene, the room settling from a hush to awkward silence as he forged his way into the back offices. As the door slammed behind him, slowly the crowds started to pick back up, continuing conversations, some pretend as if it didn't happen, others gossiping about the abuse.
Well, that solves one mystery.., shaking her head as she crossed her arms, watching the customer she singled out run to her aid, wondering how a proper person would react in this setting.
Coming up with nothing but the obvious, she slowly approached Crissy, watching her recompose herself and carry on her business as if nothing happened - an admirable trait to keep on like that. Luna's ears flickered as she listened in on the conversations, eyes darting about, information being collected accordingly.
At the moment, she kept silent, hands clasped at her waist as she bided her time, simply watching the scene unfold as it may.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 9:50 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 10:49 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 1:19 pm
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Luna threw a quick smirk and wink in his direction, ears perking and flicking to the sound of the word "go."
"You betcha! Let me just..." she turned, holding a finger out in his direction, "just... one--" she quickly bolted off, going back behind the show floor, through the door she had originally come in through.
In a whirlwind of quickness, she undid the maid outfit, letting her arms and body fall through it, letting to ripple in a pile on the floor by her ankles. With a quick lift of her food, she snatched it up, quickly folding it and shoving into the burlap sack she had yanked out of one of the lockers.
Neatly folded on the top cubby of the locker were her original cloths. The stress from her body nearly evaporating as she pulled off the top layer, tight, black denim shorts (very short), a red sleeveless vest with a short coattail for effect, her faithful black leather gloves, and of course, her red bow.
In a matter of minutes, she would burst from the back room, dragging the sack of belongs she had and making her way to the man, then slinging the back over her shoulder.
"Yup! Here! Present!" she beamed with a smile, boasting loud enough as if she wanted the other nekos to hear her. |
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