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"thank you " She said walking into the bakery looking around at all the frill She wasn't kidding she thought continuing to walk and look at the same time not wanting to block the door.
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Annabelle smiled. She hadn't really been looking in her mind, but she caught Sonia's thought anyway. There's even more in the kitchen. The owner's daughter actually takes the time to put frills on all the ingredient boxes and everything. Come on, the waiting rooms over here.
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"What is with her is she O.C.D or something? that's just to many frills!" She followed Annabelle looking around as she did.
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It's a mystery that confounds us all. Annabelle responded dryly. I suspect it's her form of torture or something. At that moment, a girl with short blonde hair and a frilly dress called out Annabelle's name. "We're out of triple chocolate, darling! I know you're supposed to man the register today, but you're the only one with the recipe! Do you mind making 20 of them?" Speak of the devil...why 20? Out loud though, she only gave a short 'sure' before going through another doorway with the words "Employees Only" on it in pink, scrolly letters and, of course, frills. I can still talk to you this way if you want.
(All the other people must be making chocolate chip cookies. Those are very time consuming. We can't forgive them unless they give us some too) |
Thank place in quite interesting i guess... I think ill order one of what even that Blondy asked you to make for her maybe ill order all 20 of them =)
she went over to the blond girl "i would like an application please" she asked with a smile, though wondered if the girl would let her have one since the way she was dressed was very different from all the frill |
The girl sniffed at Sonia's outfit, but handed it to her anyway. Though she did so with a look of disgust and held it out to her holding it in between her fore finger and thumb. "You must be a friend of Annabelle's."
I can't see you eating twenty triple layer cakes...what did you do that's making Mika-that's 'Blondy'-curse me so much? |
I asked for an application that's about it
"actually.... I only met her today. i am sorta new to the town and am in need of a job. And i heard this place had alot of style. The owner put a lot of work into this place, very decorative." she said. |
Milka smiled brightly at her, suddenly very enthusiastic. "Actually, I did this my self! My dad's the owner, but he's away right now. I hope you get the job!"
Hm...well, whatever. Do you always kiss up to people? |
She smiled accidentally showing her teeth " thank you very much i look forward to hopefully working with you maybe you could put in a good word for me."
Ahaha not at all. But i figured id let her have a boost for now and then crush her bucket later after i secure my job here. if i get it that is. |
Mika jumped at the sight of her teeth. "Uh, right. Excuse me, I have to check up on Annabelle. She makes cakes horribly slow."
It won't matter. The boss will hire anyone, since most people find it difficult to work with Mika and quit after a few days. What did you do to scare her? And why did you have to send her this way? She always distracts me when I'm baking. |
in honesty all i did was smile.... uhhhh did my breath smell bad or something,,,,?? im sorry that shes headed your way=/
Sonia went to go see what different things they sold here at cutters |
Ugh, never mind...it was probably something stupid. She sighed to herself, and glared at the door as it swung open. Wicked Witch of the West is who that woman is...doesn't really even need to be provoked.
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Sonia looked to the door curiosity of who it was is it a co-worker or a customer that you dislike so much? and whats her deal ?
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[[Sorry for the long wait, Krynn. I saw that picture of Charon with his mouth open; very adorable as Ari would say ^^]]
Ari’s brows knit in confusion at his sudden impulse to leave the detention center. “Uhm….ok”, she responded as unfamiliar buildings sped past her. Your hand feels warm, her thoughts traveled to the strength of his hand which clutched hers dearly. Ari glanced at his brown hair before looking at the buildings once more. Skyscrapers were planted into the concrete ground and glass windows glinted in the sunlight to a blinding degree. Her heart was racing beneath her breast as her breath caught in her throat. Was this the rich side of town? Was there another piece to Charon that she really didn’t know about? All of a sudden, she curled her fingers against Charon’s hand, taking a grip. She didn’t feel right in this district; it made her uneasy. They were coming upon a mansion-like place with an iron gate. “Say…Charon? How about we go to a movie or something? Maybe a park downtown? I know they‘re not the best but they‘re at least something, right?”, Ari’s voice sounded squeamish . The gates looked like they were to swallow you up into something unknown…chained, trapped. Her free hand tugged at the black shirt’s collar, trying to loosen it. Would Charon do that to her? Consume her as these gates seemed to do? |
((That's okay. :] I'm glad that you saw the picture. The sketch I did before colouring it looked better, but... Oh well. And it's good to hear from you again! ^ ^ I'm not sure if I did well with Charon here, though. I think he's napping...)) Charon had stopped in front of the gate to his step mothers house... Sure, he lived there, too, but.... It was her house. His room wasn't far from the entrance and had multiple locks on it to make sure only he could get in.... He didn't want her or any of her maids or whatever else in there for any reason. He was about to open the gate when Ari spoke. Charon turned and looked at her, she definately didn't look comfortable at all. "Oh.. uh... wherever you'd like to go... I just wanted to get a few things first..." Her uneasiness was starting to rub off on him a bit, "Just...." he didn't even know what he was going to say, "Come with me. It won't take long...." He felt like he should give her some sort of reassureance... But, what could he do? He wasn't even sure how much he trusted her. Definately more than that woman, but... Charon realized that they were still holding hands and squeezed her hand. Maybe that would work as reassureance? "We won't be here long...." He mumbled again, then in a lower voice, "I don't like this place." He opened the gate and walked up to the front door. It was, of course, also unlocked. His step-mother was an idiot, after all. And now, after entering the house, it dawned on him that she might be home. If she was home, she definately wouldn't be in his room. Probably sitting around with some guys or 'friends' of hers and smoking while talking about some sort of gossipy crap. Who cared. If he saw her, then he would deal with her. Charon made a bee-line for his room. It wasn't that far from the entrance. Just... down stairs and in the back. If servants lived in this house, his room would have been the worst of the lot there, but they didn't, so his 'apartment' or whatever you would want to call his living space was the servant's quarters. He unlocked the door that opened into the quarters, then unlocked the door that opened into his bed room.... He finally let go of Ari's hand and noticed that he missed the warmth. "Uhm... If you have questions... I'll answer anything..." Charon felt a damper be put on his heart... He wasn't sure what she would ask, if she asked about his scars.... Could he answer that? If she asked about the house, he could tell her about his step mother and the great terms they were on, but.... He almost regretted saying he would. Charon turned to go about getting all of his things together and ready to go. He had stashed the money he made in various places throughout the room, with knives, and his two guns. |
( ummmm welcome back guys! hahah now i must wonder where zai went it would be so cool to get this roleplay back into order and moving dont you think? so far the like 3 ive joined seemed to die the second i got there like im so sad about it so needless to say even though i am saying it i am really happy to see the two of you here)
Sonia went up to the counter deciding that she would somply orger a sobe pinacolada drink and a cookie for now so this way she wasnt loritering. So not to changee the subject but i just want to make sure my cookie isnt poisionous |
I'm almost insulted, but...is the cookie burnt, shaped in a heart, or has pink frosting? Annabelle scowled as Mika walked through the door and gave her her best death glare, hoping in vain that it would scare her away.
(Sorry guys! I went on a mission trip and forgot to warn you people before I left) |
"Well..... the cookie seerms to be abit on the toasty side i will admit...." she noted while she went to sit down " so why is mika such a cranky panky again?"
(its fine. im sick with what i think to be mono =) so im not going to be here to often either i dont think Xp hopefully every other day. |
I'd be careful then. Mika's just a spoiled brat.
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" Hmm... well even if its poison it cant actually hurt... right?" she licked one of her fangs " but i could get a stomach ache....hmmm do i want to eat this cookie?"
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I guess it's your choice. Somehow, Annabelle managed to send Sonia a mental 'shrug' as she said this. Mika had been talking, no, ranting to her non-stop for the past five minutes, but Annabelle only ignored her.
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" I guess i bought it so i should eat it..." she took a small bite of it to see if there was anything weird about it.
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Yeah...good luck with that. Even as she thought this, Annabelle brought her cell phone out of her pocket with one hand while mixing up her fourth cake's batter.
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Sonia ate the cookie it didnt seeeeeemmm bad to her though she hadnt had one in well quite a while. She smiled watching mika.
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((Hello, sorry for the absence but I didn't have time to come on nor turn my computer on... but school is almost done.))
Olivia jest sat at her desk thinking she should do something new then kool-aid in showerheads." Maybe I can put lemon juice and bleach it insed of dieing it." she thought to her self. |
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