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poly_chromatic2012-06-19 04:04 pm
dignity_misery) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-06-19 04:04 pm
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025 x 520 // accidental video // 可愛いですね～？
[Carla is frowning at herself faintly in a mirror, her cheeks flushed very pink, clearly embarrassed with all of this. Her face is almost as pink as the teacup dress she's standing in. There is a childish sulky tone to her voice when she murmurs,]
...why does she even have this... [She lifts a hand to her hair uncertainly, toying with the fluffy little accessory that's been pinned into her dark hair.] Did someone give it to her as a gift?
[With one leg still in a tall cast she takes a few careful hops backwards to sit down on the edge of a bed, staring down at bare feet, toes curled - (why so much pink?) - against the floor. Her voice lifts, actually speaking to someone,]
I'll have to try your shoes another time.
[It's when she turns to look in that direction that she sees the phone. She had thought it had been tucked out of sight in her jeans, but apparently she was wrong. The realization makes the color in her cheeks darken, and her lower lip blossom into a full pout. Huff.
She defends herself lamely,]
I have better taste than this. [Most days.]
[[ooc; Nope. Couldn't resist. Open action to folks in the warehouse, cause... that's where she's at. Tsun tsun 8(]]
...why does she even have this... [She lifts a hand to her hair uncertainly, toying with the fluffy little accessory that's been pinned into her dark hair.] Did someone give it to her as a gift?
[With one leg still in a tall cast she takes a few careful hops backwards to sit down on the edge of a bed, staring down at bare feet, toes curled - (why so much pink?) - against the floor. Her voice lifts, actually speaking to someone,]
I'll have to try your shoes another time.
[It's when she turns to look in that direction that she sees the phone. She had thought it had been tucked out of sight in her jeans, but apparently she was wrong. The realization makes the color in her cheeks darken, and her lower lip blossom into a full pout. Huff.
She defends herself lamely,]
I have better taste than this. [Most days.]
[[ooc; Nope. Couldn't resist. Open action to folks in the warehouse, cause... that's where she's at. Tsun tsun 8(]]
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[Laugh riot.]
An impulse-buy?
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[Carla had helped to eat it. Surprise!]
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[Free candy is free candy is free candy.]
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[And now she's back again. It's better than alone.]
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[Interesting. He breaks a chunk of cookie to pop into his mouth. Chews, half-grimaces - and offers her the rest.]
[How do people eat this tripe?]
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[She glosses airily over that piece of nostalgia.]
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[He spent most of his own arrival wandering the Desert City. The rest: drugged and confined in a cell.]
Sounds like there were things at Ms. Saya's place that suited you.
[He doesn't just mean material comforts.]
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She's always been there.
[That was... comforting, in its own way, stability.]
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A rarity, in this City.
[Ruefully.]
Lucky you.
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[Grinning again. Mostly because he can't remember the last time anyone kissed his cheek.]
[But hey - ]
Better me than a prince riding up on a white horse.
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[With all their stupid propriety and shit 8(]
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...Unless you smother him in his sleep. And take over his kingdom.
[Now that would be a heartwarming classic.]
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He might rip it with his flailing...
[This is not entirely the curse's doing. Saya also told her she had better take care of the clothes...]
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[Disney Princesses must always be mindful of their dresses!]
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[Fuck her life.]
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[Sprinkles make everything better!]
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