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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Aug 21, 2013 20:57:06 GMT
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Surasshu was busy today. Capella supposed that was a good thing, even though she had to do more work than she was used too. She straightened her back a little bit more and re-rolled a sleeve on her blazer. She'd been helping customers pick outfits for their weekend parties all day. It was exhausting, turning pigs unto princesses. Capella was tucking wisps of pink hair back into place when a customer came up to the till.
The owner put on a charming smile, lined in coral pink lipstick and took their money. Maybe she should hire a cashier soon. But then, she'd have to pay them, train them and expect that they wouldn't steal from her. Too much of a liability, she decided. The curt ring that accompanied the door opening drew her attention. Pretty smile, slight bow.
"Welcome to Surasshu." She chimed.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2013 3:25:18 GMT
It wasn't unusual for Star to wander places she had never spent a lot of time in. The shopping district wasn't a place she visited very often. Maybe it was because she had most of her supplies delivered to her house. Or maybe it was the fact she liked to steal from the academy's art rooms.
Either way, the shopping district was an uncommon place for her.
She liked the sight of it whenever she visited though. Streets and streets of people who - often - didn't pay attention to what whatever she did. It was nice, plus she got some nice pictures as well.
As she walked down a street, a particular store caught her eye. It was cute, very nice, and she wanted to see if the inside lived up to her expectations, but not before snapping a picture of the outside, which she did before entering.
She entered the store with her gaze looking through the viewfinder on her camera and she lowered it when she caught sight of something interesting.
A pretty - no, scratch that beautiful pink haired woman standing at the cash. Then again, beautiful was an adjective Star used often around the people she wanted to model for her.
To be frank, the woman wasn't much prettier than an average model, but that was okay for Star. She was pretty enough.
She marched straight up to her with her camera lowered, "I'd like you to model for me." LAIKA OF GS! |
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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Aug 27, 2013 2:36:39 GMT
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Capella was about to tell the girl who'd just strode in that photography inside the boutique wasn't allowed, but she put the camera down and started walking at her instead. "Okay, what does this child want from me." the designer wondered, less than kindly. She pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow archly, arms crossed over her chest, only to be taken aback by her request.
Was she serious? Capella didn't detect anything but seriousness in the young thing's face. That was worrisome. "I'm sorry, that isn't really my area of expertise..."
Capella had been asked before on the street by other randoms holding expensive cameras too. She had always said no, but that was mostly because the requests generally started with "for my portfolio" and ended in "nude" and variations thereof. Capella didn't do anything for free, including taking off her clothes.
But that had been creepy men, young and old and broke across the board. Perhaps this one might have something better to offer her. "Though I will hear you out, miss..?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2013 13:04:07 GMT
"I'm sorry, that isn't really my area of expertise..."
Star raises an eyebrow, "A beautiful young lady like yourself doesn't have modelling experience? By gods, what has the world come to?"
She says it a little dramatically, but not over the top dramatically.
She's not really taking herself seriously right now because that was the first idea of what to say that popped into her head. She'll play around a little bit before leaving, if the woman rejects her offer.
"Though I will hear you out, miss..?"
Gods, was she going to accept?
Star puts a very small amount of thinking into her words, so she has to think a little harder this time around.
"I'm planning to host a gallery of all the faces in Nova Athenis," She says. "It'd be a shame if you weren't displayed because you're one of the best faces I've seen."
Maybe Star is exaggerating, just a little bit, but it's okay because it's not something she doesn't think wouldn't be possible for her. She could do a gallery of all the faces of Athenis, and it'd be hella rad if she did.
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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Aug 28, 2013 19:04:04 GMT
Capella laughed a little bit at that, an obliging laugh. The girl knew how to flatter a woman, and that made Capella a little less apprehensive than before. The designer taps a manicured finger to her lips, as if contemplating the statement. She'd hired models before, though being on the other side of the lens was sounding more intriguing by the minute. Certainly the photographer was passionate, and it seemed kind of infectious.
The girl continues on after a brief pause, and what she says has Capella most interested. "A gallery, you said?" The words dancing on her lips gleefully. "A public exhibition of my beauty?" Her formerly guarded expression broke into a scheming sort of smile.
She didn't think too hard on the girl's words, didn't examine them for falsehood. She was too excited and too shortsighted to wonder about that. The proprietress didn't even worry about being paid for it, it didn't look like the photographer would be able to pay her much anyway. What was valuable to Capella was the opportunity to be enshrined.
"Say I had time for this proposition of yours- tell me more. Perhaps.. where, when?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2013 0:09:39 GMT
"A gallery, you said?"Star sincerely hopes that the smile that is playing on the woman's lips is a signal that everything is going in her favour. "A public exhibition of my beauty?"Star smiles and nods, she isn't about to open her mouth and deny it after all. She has the other woman, hook, line and sinker, or at least she hopes she does. She won't mind if she takes a little bit more convincing however, she's certainly fine with it. She's got nothing else to do with after all. "Say I had time for this proposition of yours- tell me more. Perhaps.. where, when?"
At that moment, Star figures it's safe to assume that she's got this woman as her next subject. "Whenever and wherever you'd like as long as you feel comfortable. A woman is the most beautiful when she's at ease after all. Though, it seems that logic doesn't seem to apply to you, as you're at your most beautiful all the time by the looks of it," She says with a smile. "I can work my schedule around yours, and all you need to do is call my number.""Oh, I should give that to you now."Star pats her pockets for a second, before reaching into her jeans' pocket and pulling out a little white card. It's simple, her name on the front in a large font with her number and email on the back in a slightly smaller font. She slides it towards the woman on the other side of the counter. "Just let me know when you're free okay? I'll come running at your first call."ooc: cries bad post is bad im sry. [newclass=.tagging]background: #000; color: #e2e2e2; text-align: center; padding: 0px 2px; margin-bottom: 25px;[/newclass][newclass=.tagging a]color: #c9c9c9!important; font: 12px times new roman;[/newclass] |
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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Oct 7, 2013 8:28:26 GMT
| Capella decided to pick up the phone a few days later after passing the shop off to one of her assistants for the afternoon. She thumbed the card carefully before dialing the number on her cell, pressing her lips together as the dial tone started and the ringing began.
She wasn't completely sure of how she felt about the flighty girl who'd handed her this plain and undecorated calling card earlier in the week. On one hand she felt cautious, and on the other she was excited. She'd never been painted before, and it made her feel important. She'd worn fine clothes for the occasion, her favorite foamy white cocktail dress and a necklace of pearls someone had once gifted to her, hair fresh from a salon blowout.
She hadn't been quite so giddy in months. Pick up, she willed. And don't disappoint me.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2013 1:42:54 GMT
to be honest, star didn't hold her breath for the pretty pink haired lady to call her. she thought it would've been nice if she could've, but she didn't expect her to. she knows she probably came off at least slightly weird, so it makes sense. however, as she kicks off her shoes and gently puts down her camera bag, her phone goes off. she doesn't check the caller id - if she had she would've noticed it was an unknown number - and she answers it without hesitation. "hello, this is star leger." she greet with a cheerful tone. CAPELLA BELIVEAU |
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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Oct 24, 2013 20:15:05 GMT
| She was delighted to hear the girl pick up. "Hello Miss Star," she paused to examine her fingernails and fleck out a bit of dirt that had snuck underneath the enamel. "It's Capella calling, from the boutique." She might have just stopped right there, but the potential that she might have been forgotten nagged at her. She wanted to think she was unforgettable, but she also recognized the scatter-brained quality this Star had.
"You offered to paint me." She tacked on. Capella made a considerable effort to keep her voice light and airy, a far cry from her usually low and slightly condescending tone. She did hope this particular plan wouldn't fall through, she had spent an inordinate amount of time thinking about it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2013 1:39:58 GMT
Star resists the urge to laugh at the name, Miss. Star. Though it is accurate, she finds it odd someone would call her miss, she likes to think of herself as, by no means, a miss. However, yes, she does remember the familiar voice that speaks to her over the telephone line. It makes her smile a little bit because that means, she's got a new pet project to start soon. "Oh yes! I remember you, your pretty face is rather hard to forget after all." Perhaps she's laying it on slightly thicker than she needs to, after all, the pink haired lady - Capella - is already on the phone with her. Star doubts she'll hang-up now. "Are you free now? Or are you calling to tell me you can't let me paint you?" Star knows the answer to her questions, or she thinks she does, but she hopes the answer she's thinking of is the right one. CAPELLA BELIVEAU |
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Post by CAPELLA BELIVEAU on Dec 3, 2013 20:13:55 GMT
| A smile crossed her face. She had a feeling they would be great business partners. People who complimented her always were worth keeping around. "I'm glad." She said simply, in her mind she enjoyed being so easily remembered. But to think that would mean she worried about being forgettable. No matter, that wasn't the issue up for discussion.
"I happen to have a free afternoon. In fact, I think I'd be able to move something around and meet you quite soon. Where do you usually paint?" She had lied about the moving things around, but she knew how to make herself out to be busier than she really was. Knowing how to commodify yourself was always useful.
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