Her lips part and she goes to speak but it feels as if she's lost the ability. And even if she could speak, what could she say? Her finger curls around the back of her ear, lightly tapping where the golden inlay is. She doesn't say anything out loud but sends a short mental message. The voice sounds flat and lifeless but it can't be mistaken for anyone else.]
Maybe...
I... am... hiding...
[She isn't sure she wants to come out. The world is too painful.]
[It isn't difficult to find her. Yes the front door of the shop is locked and the windows are dark but there is a bunny jumping through the shop towards the back room where its proprietor is currently hiding.
Alex can lock pick her way in easily or go around back where Angel religiously leaves the door unlocked.]
[Of course the shop is the place that she's going to try first, and Alex definitely doesn't even bother to try and go through the front door. Picking locks isn't a skill that she has, but she does know that Angel leaves the backdoor unlocked. So, she just enters and calls out softly:]
[Her voice is soft as she responds to her friends call.
Inesa is sitting at the center of the back room with layers of fabric and clothing sprawled on the floor around her. It's obvious by the mess that she's been here for some time and she might not have moved in that time. Her hair is messy, hanging around her thin shoulders in tangled wheat colored waves.
Her chin lifts and dull gray eyes look up at her as she walks further in.] What are you doing here?
[Because distraction is a good skill, and probably one of the best that Alex has for herself anyway, which is one of the reasons she works so much.]
Of having you design something special for me. Something exceptionally slinky and low cut that I would wear when Richard and I have dates at home. I mean, if you're interested.
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Her lips part and she goes to speak but it feels as if she's lost the ability. And even if she could speak, what could she say? Her finger curls around the back of her ear, lightly tapping where the golden inlay is. She doesn't say anything out loud but sends a short mental message. The voice sounds flat and lifeless but it can't be mistaken for anyone else.]
Maybe...
I... am... hiding...
[She isn't sure she wants to come out. The world is too painful.]
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Why are you hiding?
[Alex’s voice sounds concerned and worried for her friend.]
What happened?!
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I'm... I am sorry.
It hurts too much.
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Oh baby. I’m so sorry. Do you want a hug? We can do that and not talk about it.
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I'm sorry Alex.
I don't feel as if I have the strength to stand or do any more than I am.
[Which is absolutely nothing.]
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Are you in your dome?
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I hadn't wanted to be found and I have a roommate now.
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I wanted to make sure he was fed. I don't need to eat or... do anything really.
[It might be really obvious that she's in the shop given that's the only other place Lancelot has a little home.]
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Okay. [And she’s gonna come looking.]
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Alex can lock pick her way in easily or go around back where Angel religiously leaves the door unlocked.]
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Inesa?
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[Her voice is soft as she responds to her friends call.
Inesa is sitting at the center of the back room with layers of fabric and clothing sprawled on the floor around her. It's obvious by the mess that she's been here for some time and she might not have moved in that time. Her hair is messy, hanging around her thin shoulders in tangled wheat colored waves.
Her chin lifts and dull gray eyes look up at her as she walks further in.] What are you doing here?
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[Alex’s face is set in a concerned frown and her brow is furrowed as she takes a look around the shop and at her friend.]
I’m worried about you. I had to come and check on you.
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[She tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear as she shifts so she's sitting up a little straighter.]
Would you... would you like to sit with me for a little bit?
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Sure. That sounds nice.
[Alex carefully moves some of the things to drop down cross legged in front of her.]
So what are you thinking of making out of these?
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[She makes a lot of clothes for Rhy.]
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[Because distraction is a good skill, and probably one of the best that Alex has for herself anyway, which is one of the reasons she works so much.]
Of having you design something special for me. Something exceptionally slinky and low cut that I would wear when Richard and I have dates at home. I mean, if you're interested.
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[She rests her chin on the crest of her knees.]
What color do you want it in?
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[Alex just leans in with a conspiratorial little grin.]
I want to take Richard's breath away.