Light Stepping-(Mayhem)

[Satine]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

‹Mayhem› Hey, V-- Satine.... I have a few questions for ya. Okay?

* Satine walked into the shop and nearly broke her neck tripping over paint cans when she wasn't paying attention. Her eyes found the man to go with the voice after peeking around sheets of plywood propped up blocking her view at first. "Great." She was enthusiastic. She had money but the hotel room she was renting was not cheap. She figured she had a better chance of getting a job listing Hotel West as her current address. the other places left a lot to be desired when she went to take a look at them. "Shoot away." She announced clutching her still hot take-out from the place around the corner in the mall. She was starving. "Hope you don't mind that I brought my dinner with. Was not sure if it would be open when I was done here. A girl has to eat." She grinned.

* Mayhem .... since when can Vel eat... No. No. I'm not going to involve myself in her game! She'll kill me! Just... But seriously, what? She wasn't an allurist like he was... Focus, Jayd, focus! He stared for a moment as his mind buzzed before he nodded quickly, "Yeah, no, that's fine. I, um..." What was he going to ask again? Oh, yeah.. Jayd moved to lean against one of the tarp covered crates. One leg crossed over the other out in front of him. Arms crossed as well, "How do you feel about Fashion besides... your own?" That looked nothing like Vel's usual fashion... He really couldn't understand women sometimes.

* Satine blinked looking at the man then down to the hot take-out bag in her hand then back to him. Her fingers moved slowly unfolding the end of the sack and pulled out the small white box of shrimp fried rice and two sets of plastic wrapped chopsticks. "How rude. Care to share?" She went to unwrapping a set then leaning over and handing them to him. the second set was opened and already digging into the steamy rice and shrimp. In the lips the bite went and she couldn't help giving a sound of approval that literally would make her seem starved. "Here.." She sent the box towards him. You look hungry." She wiped her lips with a napkin then went to digging out another box from the bag giving his question some thought. "I can't exactly afford fashion? I have seen a few thrift shops though that I can handle if you are worried I look to casual?"

* Mayhem took the box, numbly, like he was still running through ideas of what Vel could be up to. He took a bite before shaking his head, "No! No, that's not it!" His heart would be racing if it weren't motionless and dead inside his chest. Once she was done with her game, Vel would beat the **** out of him if she was thinking he was belittling her fashion sense. He dug into his back pack and handed her a pamphlet for the place they were currently standing in, "What I mean is, I'd like you to help out here instead of my robotics shop. It's a Confidence Couture shop. I want girls to feel as pretty as I already see them. So having some confident women work here would be good to put them at ease."

* Satine was chewing while the man explained himself. Gradually her jaws slowed to little movement. Her fingers holding the chopsticks now sank into the Kung Pao Spicy Chicken. He wanted his customers to feel pretty and he wanted the employees confident. It made sense. She shrugged and set the food down for a moment since her face was likely turning pink like it always did when she ate spicy food. Leave it to her to not pick up ice water or something else to drink. She cleared her throat lightly as if that would make a difference. Makes sense. Satine nodded. "I understand. I will get business casual clothes then?"

* Mayhem nodded but shook his head, then nodded again, "Before we fully open up, you're going to look through the clothes the designers make and pick out an outfit from clothes to shoes, to accessories to even make up if you want, that suit your style and those will be your work clothes." It didn't make sense to him to have a set uniform when the point of the store was to embrace each woman's unique style and show them how pretty they were in it. He began to absent mindedly eat at the food she had given him . His mind began to split into two. One side was actively searching reasons for Vel's... sudden peculiar behavior, the other side was in business mode, "The goal here isn't to tell girls what's pretty, it's to help them feel pretty in the style they want."

* Satine listened carefully while keeping her eyes on him. Her hands were busy again and reached fro the food and took command of the chopsticks standing at attention within the take-out box. The guy was really cool. He cared how a woman felt about herself and wanted his store to make that happen. To her that was deep. The neanderthals she was used to would be happy if you could make neon jelly shoes match your tye-dyed wife beater. She was eating slowly when she wondered. What does she dress like? Would they be much the same? "I would be happy to work for what the discount cost is on the items." She paused and looked around. "Wait. When does this place officially open?"

* Mayhem glanced around at the place, with a sheepish grin. There was A LOT of work to get done, but it wouldn't take too terribly long if he kept to schedule and his calculation were correct, "It officially opens when it's all ready to go, but you'll be getting pay even before the official opening if you don't mind coming in everyday and lending a hand. Right now, the designers are Fashion Students from my college who take a percent. You could either help them out as an assistant, or come in here and help Nev and I get things set up. When it's set up, there will be various jobs. From just being around to help the girls look around until one of the professionals get in, to being one of the professionals, or even being one of the creators as everything made, including the make up is made specially by people I go to college with that want a footing in those specific worlds." He glanced at her while trying to explain the way discounts work, "You can pick up to three outfits as work outfits, they're free. Everything you want for you use is 20% off for staff."

* Satine was feeling a sense of relief. She sounded like she had a job. Now she would just have to go to the store on the way home and pick up copies of every fashion magazine she could get her hands on. She had a lot to learn before she showed up and was around fashion design students. Where she came from fashion was not the priority. Keeping the lights on and food on the table was. By the time she was to choose those three outfits she would be knowing what to put with what. "I am open to anything." She folded up the top of the consumed take-out in her hand. She eyed the box he had then nodded to it. "You like that? You finish it up. I will bring you more tomorrow." She thought the man was giving her a job and he was looking at a lot of work ahead interior wise. She would be cool and bring him that shrimp fried rice he seemed to dig.

* Mayhem blinked and nodded slowly. What was with women and bringing him food? He got out of work and college long enough to get food... occasionally. But it wasn't like he was human, he wouldn't starve as long as he remembered to get a blood pack at least once a week. Nonetheless, he wouldn't turn away food. "Sounds good.The help will be great and the pay will go up once the business gets it's footing."

* Satine stood up and smiled gathering up the bag she brought in. She would stretch out her hand to shake his but touching strangers wasn't her thing at all. One of the many quirks she had that always made her stand out since she could remember. She heard the kids voices echoing in her head "Freak!". Kids were monsters. Each one so damn mean. She knew she wasn't crazy even if they said she was. "What time you want me here tomorrow?"

* Mayhem grinned, stuffing his hands in his pocket. He didn't mind at all. He was pretty shy about girls and didn't like touching them without permission. And given who's wife Vel was... He sure as hell wasn't touching. He tilted his head in thought. He was pretty sleepy during the day, so he was a daywalker, so he'd probably be in around noon. But given he didn't know if Vel could stand the sunlight, "Since we're not really open yet, just come in whenever. We'll have a more set schedule once we're fully functioned. Until then it's more of a 'show your face, lend a hand' thing."

* Satine nearly bounced in turning to make her way to the door. She needed to get going before the store closed with the magazines that would be her study material for the night. "Great! I will be up at the crack of dawn and here ready to lend a hand. See you then!" She was out the door before her hand went to pull out that small neon pink square of paper. She smiled. "Getting closer to you." She breathed out as if was as a long held wish closer than ever to coming true.

[Mayhem]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

jayden.potv: [t] Vel?
velveteen69: [t] Hey Jayd.
jayden.potv: [t] You know, you didn't have to use an alias and get a job at M.M to get to see my work, right? You could have just asked.
velveteen69: [t] lol....what?
jayden.potv: [t].. Ooh. Okay, I get it. I won't ask, but when you're done with your game, can ya tell me what the hell's going on in your mind? I'd love to know.
velveteen69: [t] Umm...sure Jayd. Think you better lay of booze babe.....or whatever it is you are smoking.
jayden.potv: [t] Riiiiight.
velveteen69: [t] You should probably sleep it off.
jayden.potv: [t] Yeah. Sure. I'll do that.
velveteen69: [t] Ok. Feel better babe. <3
jayden.potv: [t] Mhm. Take it easy.

[Micah]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Jayden: [T] Does your wife have split personality disorder?
Micah: -t- The **** you talkin about?
Jayden: [t] You.... In on her game? Or just so out of the loop you don't even know her game?
Micah: -t- What game? What are you talking about!?
Jayden: [t].. Dude, where are you, right now?
Micah: -t- Home why?
Jayden: [t] Either stay put so I can come to you, or you come to me.
Micah: -t- Why?
Jayden: [t] Nevermind, you can look at the files and footage some other time. Just, like, keep an eye on your wife for any signs of split personality!
Micah: -t- She doesn't have a split personality. Think you got your hands on a bad batch of weed or some **** and its making you hallucinate
Jayden: [t] You sound like your wife.
Micah: -t- Thank you
Jayden: [t] Just keep an eye on the woman, okay?
Micah: -t- Always