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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 2:23:28 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA *Keita enters the Starbucks and pushes back her navy-blue hood. She sighs deeply, sadly, but smiles wanly at the heavenly aroma of specialty coffee. She approaches the counter and smiles again, more fully this time, at the young man behind the counter.* "A venti caramel macchiato, please." *It came out on a sigh, and she leaned forward without thinking, and the young barista was so utterly devatatingly charmed by her beauty and grace that he turned heterosexual in that moment and would love this girl forever.* "Okay," *he murmured, smiling dazedly as he took the crisply folded bills from her slim hand, their fingers touching enough to make him grin foolishly. Keita, unaware of the effect she was having, was perusing the pastry case.* "May I have a raspberry square as well, please?" *She extended her hand, holding out more money, but by now the barista, we'll call him Joel, was so overwhelmed by her that he shook his head* "No charge," *he breathed, handing her the pastry and the drink* "Thank you," *she simpered prettily and flashed him another sad smile before twirling away in a rush of heavy skirts and petticoats, her corset doing wonderful things to her lithe little figure, her curvy hips and her generous breasts. With another sigh, she set down her coffee and her snack at a small, low table, and sank into a leather armchair with a sigh. She picked up her steaming sweet drink and licked the whipped cream off the top with the tip of her pink tongue.* "I'm taking my break, Andrew," called the barista to his shorter co-worker, who was just emerging from the stock room carrying some bean sacks. Joel tugged at his apron strings and shot into the staff bathroom. Andrew loitered by the register and glanced at the young woman alone in the Starbucks on that rainy afternoon and began to sweat even as loud groans ("Ungh ungh uuuunngh!") began to emenate from behind the locked bathroom door. Keita, blissfully unawares, continued to sip her coffee and nibble at her pastry, wondering if and when any of her friends would show up.*
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Post by Juliette Garnier on Apr 15, 2006 12:20:43 GMT -5
*the door to the small coffeehouse swung open suddenly, allowing a crisp breeze to sweep in breifly. Juliette removed the crimson cloack that had been wrapped around her fair shoulders and placed it on the stand that was just inside the door. she made her way to the counter, brushing a stray lock of her raven black hair away from her face.* "Just a green tea, please" *Juliette said, her smooth voice showing a hint of a french accent. The man behind the counter (who we know to be Andrew). As she waited, she scanned the Starbucks for anyone she reconized. to her surprise, the place was rather empty, she had expected half of paris to be crammed into the cozy building considering the weather. Just then, an old noise, that sounded almost like someone trying to clear their throat, Juliette turned quickly back to the counter to find Andrew standing there with ehr green tea. She smiled sweetly at him before handing him perfect change. Andrew's hands shook as he worked the register and watched the woman walk away. Juliette looked through the scarse faces in the Starbucks before her sapphire eyes found Keita. Although Juliette did not know the girl well, she figured she might as well get to know the other girls within the Populaire. She made her way over to where Keita was sitting* "Bonjour," she said, "Mind if I join you?"
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 13:21:11 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA *Keita looks up with mild surprise as her solitary reverie was broken by a lovely dark-haired Frenchwoman who asked to join her.* "Och, by all means, please--you are welcome," *she said in her rather heavy, but nonetheless understandable Scottish accent.* "I am Keita," *she continued, smiling in her usual, small way, her smile trembling as if her happiness expected a blow to shatter it at any moment.*
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Post by Juliette Garnier on Apr 15, 2006 15:11:51 GMT -5
*Juliette returned the smile* "I'm Juliette" *she said, sitting down in the leather armchair opposite Keita.*"I couldn't help but reconize you from the Opera. Do you come in here often?"
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 15:26:59 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA "Oh, nae at all!" *Keita caught her lower lip with her small, sharp white teeth, which were perfectly aligned, like a picket fence.* "I recognized you as well--today is the first time I've gone exploring beyond the Opera...although I might have picked a better day for sunshine, I think..." *Keita laughed softly.* "I've always preferred the rain, though. It reminds me of home, or what home used to be, in any case." *Keita felt her initial shyness beginning to dissolve in the warmth of the other girl's smile, like the caramel and whipped cream in her macchiato were beginning to sink into her coffee. She sipped it delicately, savouring the sweet, creamy coffee, which in fact bore little resemblance to what a true cafe macchiato is.*
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Post by Juliette Garnier on Apr 15, 2006 16:18:33 GMT -5
*Juliette blew softly on the surface on her green tea, to find that it had in fact cooled enough for her to take a delicate sip fom it* "oh, I adore the rain as well...it's so..." *she paused, searching for a word* "...so...calming. Although I could do without the storms" *she laughed quietly, glancing out the window*. "This is your first time exploring outside of the Opera?" *Juliette asked as she set her tea back down on the table* "How long have you been in Paris?"
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 16:25:53 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA "Not long at all!" *Keita set down her drink on the small table and picked up her raspberry square, nibbling delicately at one corner of it.* "I've been working in London as a seamstress in the theatres there, saving until I had enough to come to Paris and make a fresh start! I arrived only three days ago..." *A bolt of lightening snaked through the steely grey sky outside and Keita jumped and shivered, tugging at the edged of her cloak as they still lay wrapped around her shoulders, which were otherwise bare as her white fitted linen blouse tended to slip down her arms from time to time.*
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Post by Juliette Garnier on Apr 15, 2006 18:30:25 GMT -5
*Juliette jumped slightly when another bolt of lightening flashed across the now darkening sky.* "You're a seamstress?" *Juliette asked* "Do you work for the Opera?" *Juliette thought back, although she knew she had seen Keita in the populaire, she recall seeing her with the rest of the chorus*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Apr 15, 2006 19:33:26 GMT -5
*bounces in, hair bobbing behind her*
Hello everyone!
*rushes over to the guy at the counter*
Hello--*looks at his nametag*--Andrew, I'm Bonnie-Marie de Chagny! *shakes his hand excitedly and glances down at the food beneath the glass* Cookies! Oh my, they look wonderful! May I have a chocolate chip cookie, please?
*glances over, sees the other Sues, and bounds over to chat while Andrew gets her cookie* Hello everyone! *notices riayvvaenskuldeth's skirt* Oh my, what interesting clothing!
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 19:44:26 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA *Keita looked up at the two energetic girls who had just arrived.* "Hello," *she said.* "Do join us." *Keita gestured to the other plushy armchairs around the table.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Apr 15, 2006 20:19:57 GMT -5
*plops down into an armchair, her luxurious hair swirling around her creamy face as her large eyes sparkle happily*
So what are we talking about? What's the 411? *giggles* I heard someone ask that on the way here, and I have no idea what it means.
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 20:25:33 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA "We're just have a friendly conversation. I'm afraid I do not know what the 411 is." *Keita gulped inwardly.* I should make an effort to talk like a normal girl about normal things... she thought, pushing aside the knowledge that she was anything but normal.* "Let's talk about boys," *she said with a small grin, which could have been called wicked or mischevious, but for the fact that Keita was neither of those things in any way, shape or form.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Apr 15, 2006 20:26:51 GMT -5
Boys? Alright.
*long pause*
I have a butler named Jeeves. He's a boy.
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Post by Nadir on Apr 15, 2006 20:32:34 GMT -5
POSTING AS KEITA *Keita thought for a moment.* "I don't really know any boys," *she said simply.* "Well, I suppose my father was a boy at some point. And then there was--" *Keita fell silent and blushed crimson, turning her face towards the window as she took a sip of her coffee and fought to find something else to say.*
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Apr 15, 2006 20:36:33 GMT -5
*eyes soften, signalling to the world that a crapload of compassion is on its way, and she leans over and places her tiny hand on Keita's arm*
Are you alright? I sure hope I didn't say something to upset you.
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