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  2. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Austin was right there with Fisher in both surprise, and embarrassment. He didn't care for Darci's insult but it's honestly not like they intended to see what they saw, and he did look away. Once Fisher finished speaking, he nodded. "He's right. This was more an "Order You Don't Refuse." with both of them there, Billy asked "What was that scream about?" "Nothing that concerns you man. Nadya did something really dumb, let's leave it at that and get a move on." came Austin's quick and utterly credible reply. Without another word, the only normal guy there fell into step with the two young heroes, making their way to the men's section.
  3. Fisher Capra

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Fisher blushed, then had his eyes bug out when Rachel screamed. Circumstances or not, that was so the last thing one would think of her doing. Then the awkward moments subsided and he followed Evelyn's instructions. He spun on a dime, completely turned around and marched away, like Orpheus leading Eurydice out - and he knew far better than to look back at all. When they found Billy: "Hi, Billy. Evelyn wants us going straight to the Men's Section, Billy." Before Billy could make any comment: "She's in that 'Compliance is Mandatory' mood, Billy."
  4. Dave ST

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Nadya!" Darci fumed, "She's in her underwear, not cool..." Nadya shrugged, "What?" Darci stepped forward towards the dressing rooms. "She was obviously embarassed by," She pointed to Austin than Fisher. "Tweedle Dumb and Dumberer over here seeing her in her underwear. You don't snap a pic of her!" Fisher pointed to himself. "Why do I have to be Dumber-er?" Darci sighed, "Because I don't know Austin as well as you guys, I'm trying to be respectful with my insults." "I appreciate that," he smiled kindly at her. "Yeah, no problem," she smiled back and set off for the dressing room. "Rae? It's Darci... I'm poking my head in, don't flail wildly..." Fisher and Austin decided to chase the rabbit. Every man knew of the ritual women had where they spent ungodly amount of hours together in a bathroom or dressing naked or at least nearly so for reasons completely unknown. Evelyn, after the antics approached Nadya and cupped her chin, twisting her head from side to side making her lips pucker. "Oh... oh, you poor dear...," she released her face and folded her arms, looking at her attire. "No, sweetie... this," she pointed a digit and waved it up and down to signify everything that was... well, Nadya. "Is not what love looks like. No. Not at all. You need to get your house in order, girl. Come dear, and you too little awkward Japanese girl." She pointed down the way to a narrow hallway. "Go speak with Sylvia, she's a sylph, can't miss her. You wan't black? Oh, I specialize in black, honey. For you," she pointed at Yokiko. "Something a little more traditional, she'll get you taken care of." She spun about and glared at Austin and Fisher. "You two... are mine. Go find Tweedle Dumbest and meet me in the men's section. By Dagda's Cauldron... you're bumbling around outside of your league, you don't deserve these women, but that's not for me to judge... least I can do make you look... less like you are now and something resembling 'presentable'. Well, go," She shooed them away. "Men's section, after you've found little Angel Face Billy." "Hmm, perhaps the champagne," Evelyn said to no one in particular.
  5. Rachel Cooper

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Rachel's eye widened as her cheeks flushed. She screamed in horror and embarrassment, clutching both dresses to her chest in an attempt to preserve what modesty of her remained, she covered herself and fled back into the dressing room.
  6. Nadya Lunălescu

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Speak for yourself, Yo," Nadya said brashly as she uploaded the pics of Rachel to the cloud. "I'm the one who's gonna make it a night for Niles to remember. I'm just here for a dress and a pair of shoes that will make his nose bleed on sight." She pulled her own golden ticket from... somewhere and flashed it about between a pair of fingers. "Got me a ticket right here." Her silver-grey eyes widened at the golden motes emanating from the ticket, then she looked at Evelyn - more specifically, what she was wearing - then deeper into the shop. Trained to case a place in a moment, at her first step into the shop, she'd noticed the disparity between the size of the interior and the exterior. She stifled the urge to run through the shop to see how far it went and what all it contained. She shuffled a bit then flashed Evelyn a wide smile. "And I totally came to the right place." Nadya shot Darci an arch little grin. "Victorian Hot Topic sounds awesome to me! Any day can be cosplay day, if you want it to be. 'Sides, Niley seemed to like it. But now, I'm lookin' for something, uh... more..." Nadya waved at the red-faced Rachel, her smile widening once more, "... That - Go with the red, Rae-Rae, but get some racier underwear. I want something elegant, y'know, but way sexy." Her hands pantomimed a feminine figure closer to Mercedes than either hers or Rachel's. "And darker, definitely darker. Blacks and midnight blues or deep green." She couldn't but think about Niles, think about how she'd wow him and everyone at the Dance. She'd thought she'd only get to Evelyn's later, but well... it had been Niles' first time getting to second base, let alone further. Her grin deepened to one of private amusement. When she dropped him off at home, his mother had given her such a look of disapproval, she'd yanked Niles into a long, deep, tongue-tangling, breath-stealing kiss. As she'd driven away, she'd seen his mother's dumbfounded look go from her to her son, and heard her ask, 'Is she Jewish at least?' Nadya glanced at her Band and their plus-one's, arching a coy, questioning brow at them, clearly telling them that she was surprised they had brought others not 'in the know' while she herself had had the good sense not to. And they were questioning her ability to be circumspect? She sniffed. "I'm surprised you guys all skipped out early," Nadya said with wry amusement. "And that's not the only thing I'm surprised by."
  7. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Austin took the lead and let Fisher handle Nadya. He offered Evelyn a polite smile and nodded. "Yes ma'am we did.." then he saw Rachel come out, and Nadya took her picture. He was abit shocked, Rachel actually looked female for once, then he looked away because he really didn't want to get hit by her before the dance. He'd reflexively turned and now faced Yokiko who looked at him and tried quite hard to mask a tiny smile at what happened. It was abit of comedy that must have been planned, if only by a deity of mischief. She in turn stepped up to talk to Evelyn. "We've all come to ask for your help in making the Dance one to remember." Austin, who still had his head turned smiled, as Yokiko had perfectly summed up why he'd accepted the ticket, and he was happy to hear she wanted it to be a special night too.
  8. Rachel Cooper

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "I don't know, I can't make up my mind. I really like both the red and the champagne," said Rachel Cooper as she stepped out of the dressing room clad only in a bra and slip, holding the aforementioned dresses up hanger held in each hand. Rachel had been trying on dress after dress for the better part of the last hour. It was just Evelyn and her, Billy having been drug off by two short stout gentlemen that Rachel thought might be dwarfs or maybe Picts, but hadn't said anything, to find him the proper suit to go with her dress. Rachel wasn't sure how that would work since she couldn't make up her mind. Maybe they had something for boys that would go with both. "For the life of me I have never had so much trouble deciding on what to wear. The Red is so bold and It fit's me so well, but there is just something so enchanting about the Champagne," She glanced back and forth at both dresses as she spoke before looking up at Evelyn. "Miss Evelyn, your the clothier, can't you...just...tell me...which..." Rachel saw all her friends from school standing with Evelyn staring at her in her slip. Her voice trailed off and she stood like a deer caught in the headlights Nadya raised her phone and snapped picture after picture, "Priceless," she said.
  9. Dave ST

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    The bell above the door jingled as the four students of Salem High slowly peered in. It was amazing that they could fell beasts in the swamps and battle harpies in the forests... but a simple boutique had them looking about with their heads on swivels, as if some great spawn of darkness was waiting in the shadows to gobble them up. None of them had ever been in her before and Rachel probably would have had a chuckle at seeing them huddled together like the Scooby Gang as they looked around at the unnaturally spacious inside. Fisher looked down as Darci took hold of his forearm unconsciously. Minor affection wasn't uncommon for her and him, they were pretty comfortable around each other after all, but she still didn't know how he felt for her and lately even the minor things seemed more. Yokiko looked around, suspicious of all she saw and stayed close to Austin. She'd had a slight bit more experience with the weirder aspect of being a Scion so the oddity of the shop didn't really surprise her too much, it was who the proprietor could be. If all this was really a trap, she wanted to be prepared. "It... seems so much bigger on the inside. Anyone else noticing this?" Darci looked around at the walls that should be smashing through into the shops on either side of the very narrow alley. "Who decorated this place? It's like a Victorian Hot Topic..." "Hey guys!" They all jumped slightly, straightening out and spinning about to see Nadya standing in the doorway behind them. Austin sighed, slightly embarrassed for all of them that Nadya got the drop on them. "Jesus, Nadya... you scared the hell out of us." They all to a second to chuckle at how foolish it all seemed, being afraid of a boutique... but stranger things had happened. Especially lately. "Um, did I miss National Cosplay day or something?" Darci asked when she saw Nadya in her red and black leather Harley Quinn get up. Fisher shook his head. "Long story..." A clap of hands came from the back and they all turned their heads to face the sudden noise. "Well, well... aren't I the popular one today." Taking her place behind the counter, Evelynn greeted them all with a welcoming smirk. "I am, as you may have guessed, Evelynn. Your friend arrived not long ago, she's trying on a few things in the back. So tell me, dears... what can I do for you today? Got my invitations, have you?"
  10. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Austin sighed. "Yeah, I know the feeling. I'm going to go find Yokiko, and find some way to convince her to skip class and go there too. I just don't want to put her in a bind later on picking outfits, and if we wait till after school, well..." he trailed off. "See you there. Let me know though if there's a big issue." With that he left his bandmate and went looking for Yokiko. He wasn't surprised to find her alone, reading. "A good book?" he asked. "One I'm reading for one of my assignments." She replied with a slight smile. "You needed something?" Austin smiled. "Well not so much "Need" as "Want." I don't have any tests, or anything the rest of the day. Do you?" "No, why?" she could start to see where this line of thought was going. "I wanted to ask you to come with me to Evelyn's Boutique, now." "To keep tabs on the others of your band?" her gaze speared him and he shook his head. "Not really. I think Fisher's got that handled. I want to go so that we're not so pressed for time later, considering the rest of the Band is likely to go there after classes. I want to make sure everything goes well." "So you ask me to skip class, which I've never done, for this?" There was a cooling edge to her voice. "I've never skipped class either, if it helps illustrate how much I want this to be a great night for us both." He smiled back at her, that boyish devil-may-care smile of a young man who was being totally honest. She nodded, and began putting her book away. "Alright Austin, like you I've got no tests today also, so it's not like there's anything I'll miss here." That faint smile was there again, and it warmed his heart. It was a big ask, but he thanked the gods for his good fortune, and her goodwill.
  11. Fisher Capra

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Well, at least Nadya has kept one part of her personality." Fisher observed, shaking his head. The issue now was less of Nadya and Niles, and the horribly bad drawing she was trying to intimidate him with. More like offend with its terribleness. Maybe he should draw a version of his own, a good one, so he could give it to her and say this was how you provide an artistic threat. Possibly with some explosions in the background. Then it hit him that he'd winked at letting Rachel wander off to the Boutique, where she was feeling extra suspicious and riled. Well, it's not like it would end with a wrecked shop and dramatically shattering windows? Dammit, kamis knew it definitely could happen. Fisher suddenly got up, much more serious. "Actually, I'm going to find Darcy and head for the Boutique. Don't want Rachel running around there unsupervised."
  12. Dave ST

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Well, I just know what I've heard," Billy said casually, apparently willing to give up whatever his girlfriend wanted to hear. "Apparently your sexuality is on the table for discussion because of Mercedes and her little 'Amazons'," he air quoted, not understanding that they actually were amazons. "She's been blowing up your rep since before I got back, not sure why though. Not even sure why people are believing her still, I mean, you have a boyfriend. Your femininity, well..." he seemed reluctant all of a sudden to come out with the truth. "Football was really the turning point for that, but it's like you've been on a warpath lately... people think it might be pre-op hormones." The glare Rachel gave him could have melted ice. Evelyn laughed. "Dear, don't put faith in what others say, there's nothing wrong with who you are, considering the burdens you've been shouldered with." "What burdens?" Billy asked, a bit puzzled by the statement. "Not my place to say, child." Evelyn looked Rachel over, giving her a once over. "I said you were 'rough' darling, not classless or backwoods. You've the beauty, sure, but everything else is attitude, of which you've a plenty. As I said before, in Gaelic, I can't make a silk purse from a pigs ear. Meaning: I can't make you into anything you're not. There's not dress in the World that could do that... but, you're not the first shield nibbling Aesir that has come to me with a need for a make over for one event or another. Follow me." "Aesir?" Billy looked at Rachel who simply shrugged and followed. "This place is messed up..." Rachel wasn't sure where they were in the store, the place was huge! They passed through a few displays of various clothing separated by age, gender and... this was a new one for her, time period. There were outfits for all kinds of people, some apparently had multiple arms, while others had wings, maybe? Regardless her clothing seemed to sport all the latest fashions in sizes and cuts appropriate for about any strange or large mythical species. She couldn't help but smirk when Billy pulled a t-shirt off the rack and it had four sleeves. The look on his face as he tried to do the math was priceless. "Look, I'm not really good at this sort of thing..." "'Thing' being waking up every morning and spending three hours on your hair and make up so you can face your adoring public?" Evelyn smiled and turned to the racks of clothing along the walls, all resting snug in a nook surrounded by gorgeous carvings in the wood surrounding them. "Well, not everyone is. You see the reason some people have to do all that, dear, is because they have to work at being beautiful. Others, like yourself, are simply born with it and it requires a bit less work." It was one thing to hear Billy or her fathers say she was beautiful, they were close to her, and partially obligated, which meant it was hard to take at face value. Evelyn, however, was a stranger, to hear her compliment her in such a way out of hand carried with it a bit more face value. She knew she was attractive, hell, she was a cheerleader, but still, it was nice to hear. Evelyn smiled. "Rachel, dear, you're beautiful on the inside. You're brave, protective, stern, forthright and selfless. Those are beautiful qualities and they radiate from within you to those around you making others better for having known you," she selected a lovely dress from the rack and handed it to her. "That light is what makes you gorgeous in ways others will always envy. Dressing rooms are over there." She swayed her head to a narrow hallway not far from them.
  13. Rachel Cooper

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Hey, I used to be a cheer leader and I am not some backwoods neanderthal bimbo." Rachel shoots back then gives Billy a scathing look, "And since when has everyone been questioning my orientation or my femininity?"
  14. Nadya Lunălescu

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Austin felt something peck his forehead and a glance up then down revealed a paper plane with a crumpled nose fluttering to the cafeteria table, something written on the wings. He frowned at it, then unfolded the paper, finding something written in Nadya's messy scrawl. Hey, los jack numb twits, I can hear you! Keep worrying about your dates and stop worrying about mine! I know what I'm doing! Under the two lines of writing was a rough doodle of a cat - or was it a racoon, maybe a fox? - holding what appeared to be two rabbits - possibly deformed miniature hippos - by the ears. It's free paw was holding a curved knife threateningly near their necks. The boys glanced up just to catch a glimpse of Nadya slipping out of the cafeteria, Niles in tow. "What was all that about?" Niles asked, slightly breathless trying to keep up with Nadya as she clackingly stalked down the hallway. "Just friends not understanding what being an outsider feels like," she growled. He didn't see the frown that crossed unknowingly across her face. Why would she think they didn't understand what being an outsider felt like? They were all the ultimate outsiders. But it hadn't always been that way, only since they found out there were godblooded. "Nor what it looks like when two outsiders finally find themselves and have fun. C'mon." "Where are we going? We're not skipping school, are we?" Niles said, heart pumping with thrills and trepidation. "We're not leaving school property," Nadya assured him with a sly smile. Yet. ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ "This is the school parking lot," Niles commented doubtfully. "Technically, still school property," She countered brightly, leading him by a hand towards her lemon yellow Mercury Cougar parked at the far end of the lot. "Wh-why are we at your car?" Niles asked with rising excitement and nervousness. "Because there's less people to gawk at us and I didn't want to use the Library and bother Mr. S," she informed him, opening the driver's side door and pulling him into the back seat with a wicked grin. She caught her reflection in the side mirror and her brows furrowed. Why when she felt so giddy and was grinning did her image look like it was grimacing, the narrowed eyes so disapproving? Bah, mirror should say 'Images In Mirror Are More Scowly Than They Appear.' "Besides, this it totally part of the girlfriend experience." "It's kinda cool in here," the bewildered boy hedged, wondering if he had gone too far. Maybe he should text Todd and brainstorm... But Nadya was having none of it and Niles train of thought was derailed when she straddled him, her hands bunched tightly in his sweater, pulling his face so close to hers, he could feel her hot breath. "That's alright, the heater barely works anyway. But I know another way to warm the car up." Her lips met his as she kissed him fiercely. Niles was struggling to regain his breath, the windows fogging up as Nadya shrugged out of her coat, then paused with her shirt halfway off. "You do have a suit for the dance, right, Niley?" "Uh, ye-yeah," Niles admitted once his brain could interpret what she was saying while he stared at perk breasts encased in a racy black bra. The dark green suit he had worn to his cousin's wedding still fit. "Good," Nadya sighed in relief as she finished pulling off her top. "We're gonna leave a 'lil bit early - sorry 'bout that, guess we're skipping school some - so you have time to get ready and I have time to get my new dress. I wanna surprise you with it and so blow your innocent mind." Her silver-grey eyes glittered darkly, suggestive of what else might be blown between now and then. She could have brought Niles along to Evelyn's, but he was already being overwhelmed just having a girlfriend. It wouldn't be fair to reveal everything his girlfriend actually was and involved in, just yet. He might have a heart attack or something. Some baby steps first, before he got thrown in the deep end.
  15. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "The thought had crossed my mind, yeah. Strength and Safety in numbers and all that. I have no idea what everyone else is doing, but I figured you would likely have the most normal plans." Austin smiled, his tone suggesting that what he said was a compliment. "If you're gonna watch Rachel's back someone needs to have yours." He didn't know how Yukiko would respond to it, but if she said no to it, he'd accept that, and plan a quiet dinner for the two of them.
  16. Fisher Capra

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Darcy and I are going to the Boutique after school. Between then and the dance... I don't know." Fisher said before fixing a glance on Austin. "Why, are you suggesting a double date with Yukiko?" Fisher didn't object to Austin's going out with his fellow Japanese Scion, since she was probably the most reasonable of the other band, and not just by comparison with the likes of Eric Donner or Mercedes Rhodes. Heavens forbid one of his band go out with Eric Donner...
  17. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Thankfully, yes. But if and when that happens, you are definitely getting elected to go talk her down for making that reference." Austin shrugged and finished his food. "So you're going to use the ticket too?" he asked conversationally. "At least if there's an issue, we're all taking the risk together. Do you already have plans for dinner lined up, or going straight from the game to the dance?"
  18. Fisher Capra

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Fisher shook his head. "It might be, or it might not. For now, wait and see." If this was the truly wrong thing his gut said it was, the genuine red flags would pop up sooner or later. Pressing like Rachel probably just did would do no good. Besides, there was Evelyn's Boutique to visit later and the dance tonight. "I mean, it's bizarre, but not yet Nadya suddenly hovering and shouting she's Gozer the Gozarian."
  19. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Sensing that Fisher was about to do something, Austin sighed. "I wouldn't go over there. I'd wait until they're not together, and then try to talk to her. I can try to talk to Niles, if you want." He met the other Scion's gaze. "Whatever that is, I really don't think it's natural, and I admit some small part of me wants to record it for later, but I know better. We need to find out what's really going on, one way or another. He found it hard to believe something hadn't happened, as he'd never seen Nadya like this before. He waited to see what Fisher thought of the idea, ready to act to help a friend. Rachel was of course doing what she felt she had to, and likely getting herself in even more trouble for it.
  20. Fisher Capra

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Fisher dropped his face into his hands for a few moments as Rachel stormed out, very clearly not caring about school attendance any more. Whatever Nadya said, it had torqued Rachel into doing this - and he knew better than to ask either of them WTF? Being the thoughtful number two of this Band was more headache-provoking than tolerable, necessary as it was. And the Niles-Nadya question. Considering how Nadya had gently refused Niles days ago and then praised his courage, a turn-around on her part was not implausible. This lovey-dovey level though? Something just smelled wrong about this. Fisher needed to figure out what. Great, Nadya was rubbing off on Rachel, and Rachel was rubbing off on him.
  21. Dave ST

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "My 'ex'," her sneer announced that first wave of cattiness had begun. Rachel knew little of other gods or pantheons, and her penchant for tact always left much to be desired. In short, all she needed was a shield to chew on and she'd be a complete Aesir. "Well, aren't you just a ray of sunshine. The simple answer is: yes, I think I can." She smiled wide, her red lips almost malicious in their intent. "I like you. Under all the ham-fisted bravado," she twirled her finger in reference to Rachel. "There's quite an interesting woman, no doubt." She took the torn ticket from Rachel and looked them over with a quirked brow, as if to imply she wasn't the least bit surprised that Rachel's would bear the mark of her distinctive, yet destructive, personality. "Yeah, they got torn," Billy chimed up, dutifully covering for his 'girlfriend's' knack for breaking things. "Hope they're still good." Evelyn folded the ticket halves over one another. A moment later she unfolded them and they were whole again. No rips or tears, and even the crease of her fold had disappeared. "Of course they're still good," she said while lying them on the countertop. "They're only purpose was to lure you here, and now that you're in my shop." Her eye narrowed evilly. "You can never leave. Frankly it was easier than I thought..." Rachel clenched her fists and scowled. Evelyn broke into a melodic laughter that left her breathless for a moment, she was fanning herself with the tickets as she tried to speak. "Oh, sweetie, I'm only kidding. You really need to lighten up. Yes, William, yes... the tickets are still 'good'. After all, they're mine, I can do with them as I please, honor them or not, as I see fit." She walked around the counter, now approaching Rachel on equal footing and realizing were it not for heels of her boots, she and Evelyn would be about the same height. She held a finger up as she stopped in front of Rachel. "However, allow me a moment to educate you on something sweetie, this one's," she presented the ticket she mended. "A freebie. You're young, new and a bit fresh to all this madness, so I'll let the fact that you spat on my invitation and, by proxy, my hospitality, slide this once. However, child, I would urge you to be more careful of what you go around breaking and destroying... one day you might break something that can not be replaced. In the future, think before you act." She shot Rachel a slate clearing wink. "Now," she placed her hands on Rachel's shoulders. "You came for answers, and a dress, yes? Marius said you were a little... 'rough', but I think we can find you something that doesn't involve camouflage or professional wrestling."
  22. Rachel Cooper

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    At the Shop Rachel's brow furrowed at the older scion's antics and at Billy's obviously enraptured state and she knew she had to do something before the poor boy started drooling. “Billy,”she said poking him on the shoulder with a steely finger, 'Billy, eyes up here.” The young man was hormonaly challenged by the generous cleavage being displayed but the sudden pain in his shoulder and the waa waa of Rachel's voice broke through. “What?” “Billy, your going to hear things and...see things you might not understand but I'll explain it all later okay?” Billy nodded stealing another glance at he amused woman's cleavage before looking back at Rachel and answering “I don't know what your talking about Rach, but Okay.” Giving her new boyfriend...wait did I just think boyfriend... a smile she turned her attention and her sour frown back to Evelyn. “ Yeah I am Rachel Cooper and I have these," she held up the two tickets, "your ex gave them to me and my band and, well, I'd like to know why. Think you can enlighten me?”
  23. Dave ST

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    "Okay, you're in enough trouble as it is," Billy closed the door to Rachel's mustang and walked up the curb, meeting her by the hood. "You sure this is a good idea? Your dads are gonna lose their minds." Rachel scoffed, rolleing her eyes. "Yeah? So it'd be different how? In for a penny and all that, what can they do? Double ground me..." a shiver ran up her spine as she shook away the hebie geebees from quoting Nadya. She mumbled under her breath. "All Father, I'm starting to talk her. I need to hit something, soon-ish." "Hmm?" Billy perked his brow up under the impressions he'd heard something. She blew it off and simply approached the store front. "Nothing, just... well, here it is." The shops at the pier were just as she remembered them, Billy too. four rows of shops, the Drip along the northern row, was a common hangout for them. Today they looked at the eastern row, just before one met the ocean view.Rachel had been here many times before and quickly noticed that 'Evelyn's Boutique' was certainly new. A thin building that seemed like it was squished and wedged in between two other buildings where Rachel knew an alley used to be. It was nearly half the size of the other shops built in classical 'town square shops' manner of style. It was black with black and golden cloth awnings hanging over the windows to keep the sun out. On each of the two front windows on either side of the single pane glass door was gaudy, yet beautifully written was 'Evelyn's Boutique'. In each of the display windows were mannequins dressed in the latest feminine fashions that Rachel didn't particularly find herself wanting, but certainly could appreciate their quality. One wore a simple pair of leggings that fit the display perfectly with a white top cut a bit low but still keeping it classy and a pair of wedge heels that were certainly modest. The other was in simple jeans, yet they again hugged the display to show how they could easily accent a woman's frame along with an attractive black top that fell off the shoulder. Both were adorend a variety of accessories like bracelets and necklaces, all of which she noticed had intricate knot work etched into them. "I'm generally a mall guy, but this place has seems to have some nice stuff," Billy pointed to the glass. "Love that belt buckle, pretty cool." Then it dawned on her that her and Billy were not seeing the same things in the windows. "C'mon," she smiled at him, reaching out for his hand. "Let's check it out." Doubtfully her date sighed and raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Small place, I doubt the got much." The closer Rachel got to the door the warmer she noticed her butt getting. There was a time when she would have found everything wrong with that previous statement, but now that she was the daughter of a god, it was pretty much her typical Monday. Giant wolves, child eating hags in the lake, oh, and now her ass was on fire. Yup! Monday! With a sigh she pulled her two tickets of golden foil paper out of her pocket and saw that they were now, quite alight with a soft golden aura and faint trickle of golden motes like fairy dust in every Disney movie... ever. "What the hell?" Billy mumbled. Rachel looked to him, the tickets, and back to him. "Y-you can see this? You're seeing this?" A voice echoed in the threshold where they stood. It was stern, feminine and laced faintly with am educated Gaelic accent. The door opened on its own. "He can see it. Now enter children. One mustn't linger in doorways. It's considered... rude." Gripping Billy's hand a bit tighter she crossed over the threshold, because Rachel Cooper wasn't about to be intimidated by anyone, especially some... 'Wow.' Was all her mind could form as it was paralyzed in absolute wonder and awe. The shop was huge on the inside, with a second floor in the back she could see because it had an impressively carved balcony railing. The small shop should have been smashing into the sides of the two stores on either side of it, but... it didn't. The whole place was adorned in blacks, reds, golds and silvers. Ever inch of every surface was covered in beautiful baroque carvings depicting knot work, symbols, and patters that amazed as well as hypnotized. Racks, shelves, display cases were all covered with items of obvious function and others whose functions remained quite questionable. Clothing from all periods hung from circular wooden racks, just like those one might find in an outlet store, but the carvings, the detail! The entire room was lit by old, 18th century oil lamps in the wall and from massive chandeliers, putting off way more light than it seemed like they could. "You must be, let me guess... split ends, black heads, clogged pores, dirt under the nails, jeans, t-shirt... Rachel Cooper." On the balcony stood an attractive woman in her late thirties, early forties that had the cougar look perfected. True to Archimedes's description she had a penchant for black and her lips were blood red. It didn't surprise Rachel much, most of the Scion-like people she'd met so far seemed a bit flamboyant. She was in black leather pants and a black blazer that was low enough to show that teasing line of cleavage and it seemed to shimmer like a fabric she'd never seen, as if it were sequined without the sequins. A single blood red rose adorned her lapel. Her hair was long and black, pulled up tight in a tall topknot that cascaded down her back, blending with the shadows of her outfit. All of her buttons, buckles and jewelry were silver set with black opals, several of which were in the form of ravens. Ugh," she rolled her eyes, obviously unimpressed with Rachel. "Damn you, Marius. Cuir síoda ar ghabhar ach is gabhar i gcónaí é!" She shook her head and gave them the universal gesture that she would be one moment. "I'll be right down." She turned away from the balcony, her long hair swaying with the turn on her perfect curves. "So, ditching school. You're early," Rachel gasped in shock and spun about as the woman was now standing directly behind the counter not far from them! She cracked a matronly, yet wicked smile. "Oh, stop it. That's the least of the oddities you'll find here, honey." "How did she?!" Billy looked to the balcony, then to her, then back to the balcony. "Oh!" She seemed to be alight with glee. "You haven't told him," her laugh was like freezing water you just wanted to be drowned in. "This is going to be wonderful." She leaned against the counter on one elbow, giving Billy an eyeful of cougar cleavage that Rachel caught him gawking at. She extended her leather gloved hand to them both. "Greetings, sweetie. I am Evelyn. Purveyor of exotic antiquities and homecoming attire."
  24. Rachel Cooper

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Rachel snatched the tickets out of Nadya's hands surprising the little thief "Yes I'm going with Billy," she shoved the tickets into her jean pocket, "if I go which is still undecided but don't worry I will let you know as soon as I do. And Nadya, I don't care if you go with Niles or whatever this is. But if you hurt him for no other reason than your own fun. Band mate or not, you will have to face the consequences." Without another word Rachel spins on her heel and marches straight past the table with the rest of her friends and out of the cafeteria.
  25. Nadya Lunălescu

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    Puzzlement crossed Nadya's face for a moment, then in flash, she was on her feet, puzzlement replaced by cross annoyance. Even wearing heels, Rachel still had a few inches on Nadya, Rachel's looming now one of attitude rather than height. "Listen, Cooper," Nadya hissed, "I didn't say anything when you started going all goo-goo for Billy." There was a pause, then she shrugged and smirked. "Okay, I did say some things, but I never thought you were high or anything. Look, I'm just trying to make up for lost time." Nadya scowled at the expression on Rachel's face and she led her away a few feet, dropping her voice so they wouldn't be overheard. "Not mine, Niles. He's never had a girlfriend - like duh! - but he never even kissed a girl. I'm trying to catch him up on several years worth of the girlfriend experience." "That doesn't quite... sound like you." "He helped me out with some homework and my benevolence knows no bounds," Nadya added loftily. Rachel looked extremely doubtful. "I reconsidered, okay? Niles been shit on his entire life. I know what that's like - some - and I decided fuck the haters and to throw it in their faces. I'm having fun - surprisingly, he's a quick study - Niles is having fun and maybe will gain some confidence. It's all good... except for one thing." Nadya flicked Rachel on the nose with the taped up tickets. "Do we have a deal?"
  26. Austin Lange

    IC: SE: "The Dance!"

    For his own part, Austin had been quite happy just being together with Yokiko, When they said their goodbyes he didn't try to hide his pleasure at her company, but was respectful and said nothing of that cute shy smile she gave him. Later, gathered at lunch with most of his band, he listened to Rachel's warnings regarding Marius' gift to them all, and that she wouldn't be able to go to the dance, along with her and Fisher talking more about Marius. The Information about MArius and Evelyn was good to know, and he knew she'd dig deeper, he just hoped she'd not go it alone. Just as he was about to add his own thoughts on everything, Rachel finally had enough of the bad comedy that Nadya was currently perpetrating, and went to speak with her. Austin looked to Fisher, noting that they were both mostly paying attention to the scene that would unfold. "I think you're right about this being the Carrot, Fisher. A one time deal, to show us a benefit of his side." he saw the exchange, and Rachel's reaction, and winced "Oh lord, whatever she said just Got to Rachel, I recognize that look." He didn't move though, Rachel was smart enough to not cause a ruckus when she was already grounded, right? Still he was ready to move quickly, should the need arise.
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