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Post by WingSong on Mar 5, 2005 14:14:29 GMT -5
"Hmm...head on over to that stack of trunks and find the one marked 'SUNGLASSES'. You can pick out a pair from there. Well, I've got to get back downstairs. See ya!" ((Cont. in the salon - but when you post having her find the box, I'll post listing the kind of sunglasses inside. ))
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Post by NovaLuna on Mar 5, 2005 23:39:32 GMT -5
"Ok!" Novaluna ran over to the trunk. Finding the one she wanted, she peeked inside. She was immediatly stunned. There were strange, connnected eye- shaped things in the trunk. They were all different, and there had to be more than 100 of them. She stared at Amber, confused.
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Post by WingSong on Mar 6, 2005 0:17:23 GMT -5
I'll assume this one's on account of her insanity..."Here, darlin'." Amberlocks stepped close to Luna and placed a pair of sequined white ones onto Luna's head. Then she wished she hadn't - when you're as dedicated a stylist as she was, one thing led to another. "That'll keep the sun outta yer eyes, but light can still come in the top - " The mare ran to get a delicate white sun hat with a white artifiacial flower in the middle that complimented the sunglasses beautifully. She carefully placed it on Luna's head, and tilted it slightly to make it appear more stylish still. Standing back to study the affect, she said, "But then it's too off-balance - all the focus on yer head and face..." Amber tore through the room like a pink-and-auburn hurricane, and returned to the center with a feathery white boa that she draped around the flutter's neck. Then came a lacy white skirt, and finally some shiny white shoes that, with sequins in a flower pattern on the fronts, matched the hat and sunglasse, tying the whole look together. Now Nova Luna looked like something from Beverly Meadows((pony Beverly Hills! )), and nothing short of a movie star. Then Amber remembered her initial goal, and smiled, blushing a little(and panting from the frenzied makeover). "Well...I think that should shield ya from the sun right nicely." ;D
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Post by WingSong on Mar 6, 2005 14:05:17 GMT -5
Amber paused and sighed. "Well, I've gotta get downstairs!"
((Cont. there - btw, it's not like she left when Lily was crying - this all happened before then.))
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Post by NovaLuna on Mar 6, 2005 21:44:57 GMT -5
Novaluna jumped, startled, as amber plopped one of the sunglasses on her head. The room turned dark, much to her delight. She was suddenly caught in a frenzy of exitement, as amber began to dress her in all sorts of clothes. Her head spun and she fell down, almost hitting her head on the floor. "Ohhhhh........... thanks .............. a lot. she gasped dizzily. She picked herself up off the floor and headed down the stairs and out of the shop. ((Byebye!!))
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Post by NovaLuna on May 25, 2005 22:41:13 GMT -5
Nova practically leaped up the stairs, plowing into the couch and burying her head in one of the pillows.
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Post by WingSong on May 26, 2005 19:43:30 GMT -5
Amber started up the stairs, feeling awkward. It had been Nova's fault, really, but she couldn't tell her that...Wait, no - it could never be the filly's fault, and it as awful of her to even be thinking that. Nova was really just a foal, and foals were loud - that's just the way things were. It's really my fault - I shoulda been more careful...
"Nova?", Amber called from the hall. If her employee wanted to be alone, then that was her choice to make.
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Post by NovaLuna on May 26, 2005 19:51:33 GMT -5
Nova slowly lifted her head from the pillow. She sniffed. "Yes?"
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Post by WingSong on Jun 12, 2005 12:15:26 GMT -5
Feeling uneasy and not wanting to face Nova, who she knew was no-doubt crying by now, Amber began to talk through the door. "Hun, it's okay - I don't blame you. I got the whole thing sorted out, so why don't ya come on back down to the salon? And then...maybe I could get a little help with the next customer."
The mare heard the bell over the door downstairs, and had said the last part without really thinking through the consequences. She had the terrible feeling that she was going to regret letting the "mentally disturbed" filly help with anything.
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Post by NovaLuna on Jul 6, 2005 23:58:06 GMT -5
Nova sat up and slowly walked into the hall. "Okay..." She sniffed. Amber's words were soothing, but Nova began to wonder if she could help. "Uh..... Amber? Could I maybe...... go somewhere?"
Before Amber could answer, Nova was down the stairs and out the door.
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Post by WingSong on Jul 7, 2005 19:49:44 GMT -5
Amber watched Nova go, visibly concerned. She frowned to herself when she didn't even have time to answer. ((Cont. the next day, since she really needs to jump to the right day. So let's say Nova spent the night...outside. She can be traveling hobo Nova, and hop trains and such. Really though - you mentioned her sleeping out in the woods earlier, so...yah. Well, all I know is she wasn't here, so you can say what you want.))
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