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Post by Marceline Labelle on Sept 9, 2020 5:54:55 GMT -4
Marceline took a deep, slow breath as the young woman defended her actions. While she did ultimately apologize, in her eagerness to put her foot down Marceline felt she hadn’t done a good job in expressing why she had to, and with a somewhat tired but genuine and honest tone, she continued to address the situation. “Don’t get me wrong dear. I’m flattered. You are a beautiful young creature and with your mature nature I certainly wouldn’t mind taking your company in a more intimate setting some time in the future… however, I’m hoping to be a public figure in the community to some extent. Between my budding business and my attempts to donate to local pro-quirker political campaigns, I don’t think it would be good for my image if I were caught dating someone still going through their education. Truly I mean no offense, of European origin myself I’m no stranger to our looser standards on such matters, I just don’t wish to risk mine, or perhaps even your own career. I mean… think perhaps of what your teachers may think if one of their number started dating a still budding student? Perhaps both might be mature, handle it with class… but it’s hardly a ‘heroic’ image I’d argue no?”
She had no desire to offend or insult the young woman, if anything she admired her gusto on the matter, she just didn’t wish to risk anything with her public face. “Perhaps in a few years when you’re graduating you can drop by one of my cafes hm? I certainly wouldn’t mind the attempt at your presence. Thooooough… I doubt a young thing like yourself will be a free fish for long.~” She offered a small wink, hoping that she wasn’t leaving the young gem too deflated. “Don’t worry, I took no offense, just needed to be clear in my own intent.~”
Marcie’s smile remained warm as the young woman before her seemed able to hold a calmer conversation over the nature of her studies, curious to hear what it might be like for a hero studies student these days with all the dangers UA could go through, though something else did catch her attention. With her own mother working in the fashion industry and her ties to Sonya she did catch wind here and there of names in the business. Moreso so she knew who’s styles to copy with her halo but now and then a woman like her could enjoy the pleasures of a genuine shopping trip. “Father is in fashion you say… what did you say your last name was again?”
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 9, 2020 10:37:18 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile Beautiful young creature, huh? It’s not quite a phone number, but given the circumstances I’ll take it~ The spirit of the sable siren lifting when the eloquent emerald enchantress began to reassure her that her reasoning was largely to do with her ambition more than her attraction, though it was still a little annoying for Miss Bellucci to be turned down by such an enthralling woman the praise she received helped to soothe her ego, and honestly she felt a little more intrigued by the sound of her intention to go into the public light to benefit quirkers. “That sounds fascinating, and a worthy cause indeed. If you need a helping hand showing off the wonder that is the quirker, I’d be happy to oblige you~” It seemed they were both lovers of attention and the stage of a pro-activist for her people seeming like the best opportunity possible for this daring delight to pull more eyes toward her, she couldn’t help but toss a casual offer of support toward the beryl beauty because of this, and hoped that her good looks and talents would prove useful for both of them. “Again, it feels a matter of culture, signora~! The people around here must be more uptight, in italia one wouldn’t trust a figure of influence if you didn’t know about a couple of their closet skeletons, is the word I think?” Offering some good humour in response to the implication of the impact an affair with a schoolgirl might have on Marceline’s image and reputation, the bubbly brunette couldn’t help but beam as she pointed out the more permissive element of her homeland when it came to corruption, which perhaps was rather obvious given the strong degree of association that her beloved place of origin had such a strong reputation for organized crime, which was something that even this aspiring heroine might have been a little more liberal toward than most. “I think we probably have a cultural case of ‘better you know the devil’?” Naturally she didn’t exactly condone it, but at the same time it was an element of culture she felt an almost permissive tolerance toward, depending on the case. After all, there was a big difference between the crimes they committed, now wasn’t there? “Hahahaha, well I’m sure I won’t be looking to settle down even in a couple of years, so I’d guess you’d still have a shot~?” Laughing with the lavish lady seemed to assume that the distance of a couple of solar rotations would result in her being firmly tied down in some form of relationship, while Bianca doubted that she wouldn’t be working hard on beauties and perhaps a few beasts in the interim, she doubted that such a short stretch of time would see much difference in her attitude when it came to amorous pursuits. “And I suppose that’s fair, you do seem like a woman who would be worth the wait, anyway~” Not the sort who gave much mind to uptight notions of exclusivity and expecting that anyone who could become a long term companion for her would need to understand that on occasion she might stray away for the taste of something new and special, the bright eyed beauty knew that should finery like this fox come calling there was little chance of her saying no, and it would likely take rather a special figure indeed to change her mind on that matter. “Bellucci, like the café, signora. His name is Emmanuel Bellucci~” Quickly sensing the intrigue which she had aroused when she just so happened to drop the note about her being a daughter of a fashion designer but then that all part of her plan when she noted the stylish sense of taste that her green haired guest showed, the mischievous Milano minx grinned and offered the name rather eagerly, and waited to see the chance for a penny to drop in the mind of Marceline as a result. “In fact he is the reason I have come to this land~? He got scouted to design at ASTA, so we all came with him?” Happy to join the dots in the meantime and just so happen to toss another name into the mix as she did so, the smile of the sparkling siren turned just a little bit wistful as she thought of the woman who had poached her designer daddy from the catwalks of Milan and brought her family to her, and almost found herself drifting off into fantasy as she was afforded a moment to ponder the picture of the woman who held her most significant interest currently. Her biggest crush, one might say…
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Post by Marceline Labelle on Sept 10, 2020 7:29:05 GMT -4
It seemed with her honesty that the woman before her was calming down a little and taking her compliments for what they were without raising any further fuss, Marceline leaning back in her seat and letting out an oddly relieved sigh, just... she did admire the young woman's tenacity, in her own younger days she could see herself acting similarly, but she needed a little bit of space, this was a day for her to relax and she wasn't really in a position, more generally speaking, to let herself slip with a young woman like Bianca. She just let her take in the compliments she did offer and let the two of them move on with their conversation.
"Well the people in Japan prepare to keep their dirt under the carpet. Trust me I used to be a carpet cleaner.~" The way she said that she was clearly joking, having never had such a career in her life but it was an easy enough metaphor to work with. It was true all the same, Japanese people were typically trying to remain very clean, very upstanding, you were Yakuza or you were a model citizen, with a few weeaboos and otakus inbetween. Even if you were odd, you were off, you never let it show to those around you. That was just the way their culture worked. "But yes yes... if I remember right 'unga bunga' was practically a legendary quote of one of your historical politicians no?" She teased with a joke, recalling a history lesson going over one of the raunchiest politicians she'd ever heard of, and if she remembered right they had an italian heritage... though her memory could certainly be off on that one, history was never a majorly important lesson to her as a child.
Belluci though... ah! That was where she'd heard it, Miss Sonya herself! "Aaaah yes yes now I remember why this place even caught my interest. I thought I'd heard the name before..." A subtle lie, she was just scoping out the competition but it was a nice way to flow into what she was truly intending to say now that she recognized the name. "Miss Sonya asked me to check one of his latest lines I think? Or maybe just a single outfit... something like that." She shrugged casually and sighed whistfully. "I can't fully recall, I think she was just showing me a portfolio over a nice dinner or something. Suffice to say though I remember being impressed with his work...~"
She giggled idly. "Sorry, I don't mean to comment on his work, positively or negatively, I never really inherited my mother's eye for fashion. She was a designer herself actually.~" She chimed, recalling the old days when she was her mother's 'little angel', modelling all those innocent little numbers as a child with her angelic quirk being used as a prop. "I have to ask how your father finds time to help run a place like this and still design such fabulous outfits.~"
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 10, 2020 16:19:09 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “You know they like bundling their problems in carpets in Italy as well, but perhaps in a different way to the people here~?” Grinning and winking as she gave another little nod toward the organized element of crime families in her native land, Miss Bellucci beamed at the beryl beauty opposite her as she did so and wondered whether the woman would pick up on the joke she made, but guessed from how worldly the woman seemed that she would. “Unga Bunga~? Heeheheee, I can’t say I know that one, but I might have to look into it now~” If anything it seeming that the verdant vixen was even more knowledgeable of certain shady elements of her homeland than the girl that was born there, she was perhaps a little young and inattentive in her history lessons to remember the scandals which occurred not long after the new millennium, which seemed a shame really. In terms of taste Silvio was probably a man after her own heart! “It’s not surprising, he’s pretty famous in Milan~” The eyes of the ebony haired enchantress practically glowing and her skin definitely doing so as she activated her quirk again accidentally when the French fox feigned familiar with her father, Bianca was only too happy to boast of the success that her patriarch had found while working in fashion, and yet despite her enthusiasm she suddenly heard something that was an instant distraction for her. “Wait… You know Miss Sonya?!” Never expecting this stranger who she had met in her café to speak of the woman she idolized in a fashion which carried a definite sense of acquaintance toward the woman, for a moment the jubilant junior could only let her jaw hang in awe and question the connection that she sensed there, bit quickly found her enthusiasm renewed a hundred times over. In the most Mediterranean manner as well. “Mama Mia! And we’re making you pay for your coffee?! That won’t do!” Instantly tossing her arms into the air in astonishment at the fact that she had run into a friend of the fine figure who acted as the benefactor of Miss Bellucci, suddenly the fact that she had paid for her first drink became an issue that invoked a sense of frustration in the foreign femme, and after a moment she had scooped herself out of her seat to bark at the man behind the counter because of it. “PAPÀ! Questa donna è un'amica della signorina Sonya! Ottiene solo il meglio, giusto ?! Su di noi!” In her own way acting out of concern based in kindness but that brusque and boisterous behaviour and language so natural to her homeland something that seemed to carry plenty of passion and heat, as the fevered femme from foreign realms shouted to the man that was the manager and also her own father, a stranger might have been forgiven for thinking that the daughter of the house was reaming him out for something with the way she began to shout and wave her arms about. Such was their way…
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Post by Marceline Labelle on Sept 10, 2020 17:07:25 GMT -4
Marcie chuckled a little at Bianca's interest in the term Unga bunga, waving it off casually. "Bare in mind I was never the greatest in my history lessons, there is absolutely a chance I'm misrecalling exactly what the line was but... well, italian politician, unga bunga, i'm sure that's close enough to get you some google results. Really though, it's definitely a cultural thing.~ I don't think even the french politicians were as provocative as you italians seem to be... and dear, we're french.~ If anyone has an excuse to be provocative and sensual, it's us.~" Milan hm? Maybe he had a grander reputation than she initially expected. She tipped her head and looked to the men running the counter, wondering which of them must be the fashion designer. She didn't expect it to be obvious but she at least gave it a tertiary glance, trying to take out of their appearances what she could without wanting to linger long enough for it to be rude or the like, turning her attention back to Bianca with a warm smile and a raise brow as she showed her surprise in her knowing Sonya... ooooh... she couldn't resist.~ "Intimately so.~" She chimed, letting Bianca's imagination roll with that however she liked. Though she'd at least elaborate on the business side of things. "We don't associate on business I'm afraid, I prefer to be rather independant on that front, buuuuuut we meet up for dinner now and then, share stories, she's certainly a rather interesting person to keep as company. I think we met at a... party, of some sort?" Not a lie by any means, just not an open truth. "But I'm sure you can understand all those fancy gatherings can blend together after a time.~" She showed some genuine surprise as, from a guess on the translation, Bianca was basically trying to coerce her parents into getting her a lifetime supply of free coffee, giggling and gesturing for her to calm down. "Dear dear please sit. I run my own cafe business too remember? If I come somewhere else for a coffee I fully expect to pay, so please, don't let yourselves miss out on any profit just for my sake. Besides, like I said, I have no pull with Sonya so you're not earning any golden stars or anything... though..." A thought did occur. "If you do wish to see more of me... perhaps I could offer you a part time job outside of your work here? I mean, assuming you have the time. You just reminded me I've been meaning to expand my language base so to speak? Try to handle more business conversations without the need of an interpretor. Sadly with my schedules I can't stick to the schedules of a series of night classes so... perhaps I could hire your time to teach me some passable italian?" She was of course just offering the idea, it was a loose one and they'd need SOME organization but... well she'd prefer a tutor she could converse with playfully in her own time then paying some hoity toity expert who expected her to always get her homework done.
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 10, 2020 20:57:10 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Heeheeheehee, well you’re certainly living up to that reputation from where I’m sitting~” Accepting the rejection she had been given earlier and also the desire of her tablemate to steer the conversation away from coquetry but still finding herself unable to resist the impulse to indulge her frisky side when Marceline mentioned sensuality and provocation, Miss Bellucci smirked with a hint of smugness as she reverted to her old habit, but was respectful enough that she didn’t let the slip last long. It was more a reflex than anything really. “But the scandal is hardly surprising, whoever it was needs to do a better job of hiding their dirty secrets huh~?” Still not quite aware of the particular issue to which the woman referred and not opting to tear herself away from the visage of the verdant vixen to research it on her phone, instead the sparkling student opted to playfully chide the judgement or at least the discretion of whomever it was the woman was speaking of, and perhaps also held the intention of hinting that repute could be guarded against rumour with the proper application of care and caution when it came to the parties involved. Of whom, if she were one, she would happily show. Intimately so…? She means… Distracted from the issue however when she took a great big bite out of the bait that the beryl beauty had laid out for her when it came to the woman’s close connection with her corporate crush, rosiness sprouted in the cheeks of the youngster for a series of several seconds as she indulged the innuendo and found herself confronted by imagery that was all too exciting and enticing, and made her fidget just a little bit before returning to the moment. “Heheheh, that’s pretty generous coming from a business rival, but this is just how my papa is? Back in Milan he never had much ambition to go beyond paying the bills and such, just likes that café vibe, the gossip, and usually gives away free drinks and stuff to friends and regulars where he can?” Able to push away such prurient pictures only because her tantalizing tablemate seemed to be a little forceful in her refusal of the gesture that the girl wished to give her, Bianca chuckled and then shrugged as she admitted that her father seemed to be a little lacking for ambition and more eager for ambience and good spirit when it came to his business, and ultimately was proud of that side of him really. Papa Manny was the high flyer from whom she had inherited her own drive, but Papa Bruno had a kind of humble charm that fascinated her, and that she had always tried to emulate, albeit with mixed results. “Ohhhhh, now that does sound pretty interesting actually… Studies and training keep me busy, but I’m really only helping out on opening day here as a favour to papa so don’t worry about that…” Intrigued when Marceline next seemed to invite her to indulge a little exchange between them where she would offer up her wonderful company in exchange for the skills that the sable siren could boast of in linguistics, while she had been rather hard pushed today Miss Bellucci eagerly admitted that her current position was only a temporary one, and noted that if she was given a reason as good as spending time this gorgeous green goddess she could certainly afford ample room her schedule to lavish on her. “And it’s easier to learn conversation by talking to native speakers, I learned quite a few tongues in Adler because it was kind of a cultural mixing pot?” In fact this seeming like the perfect little set up for both of them really, though she hadn’t tipped her hand yet Miss Bellucci couldn’t wait to reveal the fact that her favourite and most accomplished class away from heroics was that of language, though opted to keep quiet about the reason for that. After all, now didn’t seem the best time to admit that much of her fascination had to do with another magnificent beauty who just so happened to teach it…
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Post by Marceline Labelle on Sept 13, 2020 7:58:10 GMT -4
When Bianca tried to enforce the idea that freebies and friendly giveaways were just part of their papa's business, Marcie rose a hand and simply shook her head. While she was flattered by the offer she never really liked to take something freely 'offered'. To steal, to slyly con, that took talent, and it left you in power. Offers... they could always be turned. Used for guilt. While she knew the young woman and her family likely had no such intentions, Marcie didn't want to give herself to the possibility, even when the risk seemed so little.
"No no no. I insist. If you feel its a friendly treat, then consider me paying the same. You are giving me the pleasure of paying you for such a fine chance to relax from the business airs of my own establishments. As much as I love my own cafes, it can always feel like I'm still at work whenever i sit down to relax with a warm cup of my own blend you know.~" She held a warm smile, hoping not to offend since she was enjoying the young woman's company, but definitely needing to insist that she pay her own way when it came to their individual businesses.
With the idea of the young woman accepting her request for a tutor, Marcie definitely felt like she now had a nice excuse for a few visits, and one that benefited her more than the company of the woman opposite her, taking a nice, relaxed breath. "Yes, its always easier to learn from a native speaker I find. You tend to learn more the 'slang' of a language, the delicate intricacies, than someone who is just reading the language from a textbook. At least, that's how I find it." She rolled her neck back a little before continuing. "Of cooooourse... I expect to pay you for such work. Again, I don't accept freebies, it's just how I'm comfortable. How does... 2500 yen an hour work?" (about 20 pound an hour)
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 13, 2020 13:08:49 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile Is it a matter of pride…? If that’s the case, probably better not to insult her…? A knot forming in the brow of the bright eyed beauty as her beryl belle seemed so very insistent on refusing their generosity, though it wasn’t a big deal for Miss Bellucci she couldn’t help but feel there was more at play here than simple economics, and one easy guess for the reason behind it, which ultimately she could understand. “Well, if you insist, but don’t be surprised if you still get the odd little treat with your coffee now and then, OK~?” Much like the Sonya it seeming like this self-made woman prized her sense of independence and that something about Marceline that the dazzling delight could admire ultimately, though she still felt like the woman was worthy of some special treatment she ultimately respected and understood her guess about the reasoning of the green goddess, even if her assumption was largely wrong in this regard. “Ah yes, someone who is a native will usually teach in a more casual fashion, formal lessons tend to be a bit formal and rigid…” Licking her lips as the leafy headed lady seemed to agree with her opinion that she would be much better off with a natural speaker of Italian over some learned professional, from the sounds of things and also how this verdant vixen behaved she could sense that she wished to acclimatize herself to the language in a manner which would be as relaxed as any figure from that foreign land, and that was a perspective she was uniquely able to give. “You need someone who can teach you the language with love, and no doubt how to express yourself with eloquence and expletive in equal measure~?” Never for a second questioning her ability to gift her not only the words but also the culture from which she had come, whether her ‘student’ wished for her conversations to be crude or classy Bianca knew she could give her what she needed, and was honestly excited for the chance even before she was given a rather generous offer for her time as well. “Ohhhh, that’s a very generous rate signora, I would have been happy with the chance simply to spend more time with you~” The face of the femme lighting up and her golden gaze almost seeming to turn to dollar signs or something similar when Marceline mentioned the price she would be willing to pay for the tutelage, though she was certainly sure to add a little of her customary charm to the conversation in truth Miss Bellucci was elated by the rate which was mentioned, and could eagerly picture the kind of lavish clothing and splendid little items she might be able to buy as a result. “But from what I’ve learned of you, I feel you’d be happier if I treat that like a happy little bonus, no~?” Also steadily starting to feel like she was acclimatizing to the woman as well and happy to share that fact as she offered the insight into her she had gained from their conversation, though the black beauty was elated to get to spend more of her time with such magnificence as this emerald enchantress she also now knew that she was the sort of soul who expected the people around her to act with an air of professional discretion, and she honestly wanted to impress her by showing that she could do that. That there was more to her than the desires that her hormones and the culture she had come from seemed to push into focus at first…
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Post by Marceline Labelle on Sept 14, 2020 3:18:24 GMT -4
“Mmm… well I suppose I can’t help that.” She rolled her eyes a little, knowing she couldn’t get out of this ‘scott free’. The people who insisted generosity were always some of the most pushy, trying to force it upon you even if you made it clear you didn’t want it. Grandmas trying to slip money into your pocket, friends subtly lying about the price of a meal so they pay more than their own fair share. She wondered if these people realized just how annoying and frustrating they could be to the people they were trying to help, or how easy a prey they were to those who might finally take advantage of such a generous nature. Marceline said no more about it outwardly not wanting to spoil the mood, taking another slow sip that finished the last remnants of her coffee.
She’d come back with a warm nod at least as the girl opposite her was right in how she wanted to learn the language. When she spoke another tongue she wanted to waste no time in coming off like a native speaker. If she were to hold conversations with someone sans translator she needed to meet them on equal footing, she didn’t have the time for a ‘professional translator’ to uhm and ah about the intricacies of her language or anothers, she needed to know the slang, the informal tones, she needed to speak and absorb the language as if it was just another of her own. It would certainly help her put people on the backfoot when they thought they could talk behind her back in their own native tongues.~ “In some respect I suppose you’re right, I still would prefer to lean how to be a professional with the language, buuuut for those less professional than myself it would certainly be nice to understand them. Besides, business meetings can take forever when you have a translator between yourself and those you are working with. It would be nice to cut out that middle man as best I can.~”
As they seemed to strike a deal of sorts Marceline dipped her head in thanks, resisting another eye roll at the girl’s continued flirtatious turns of phrase and wanting to show some respect that this manner of speech just seemed to be ‘how she rolled’ as it were. She grabbed her purse, hooking it over her shoulder and started to rise from her seat. “You’re quite right. I’d much prefer to pay for services rendered. Fashionista parents or café managers, it seems unfair to have a girl waste her time without even getting paid for it. Personally I think far too many people try to weasel you young people out of your time and efforts and expecting to give you nothing in return. I simply just don’t wish to be part of such groups.” She laid down the money she owed for that last coffee out of her purse. “Now, I must be going, but let your parents know I may drop by again to grab your contact info. I’ll have to think a little more on the lessons before I make any commitments afterall.” Assuming she wasn’t stopped, she’d twiddle her fingers in a delicate wave before heading off.
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 14, 2020 16:09:02 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Nope~! Not at all~” Chirping happily as it seemed they had finally reached an understanding on the matter of the need that the teen had to offer the verdant vixen the odd little treat when she visited, Miss Bellucci grinned happily and folded her arms now that it seemed she had the right to show a little of her fondness and fascination toward this fine French fox, and couldn’t help but let her golden gaze run over the frame of the femme as she once again imagined showing her affection through more direct means. “As they say, you’re just going to have to grin and boar it~?” That naughty little habit perhaps one that distracted her enough that she showed a little misstep as she tried but did not quite succeed in turning a phrase in the new language she had learned, though the error in composition might have perhaps diminished her esteem as an educator on linguistics in the eyes of the emerald enchantress, ultimately it was Italian that she wished to learn and in that region the radiant raven was likely without peer. After all, who better than a teenage girl from Milan to know the ins and outs of Mediterranean conversation. “Heeheehee, I’ll make sure you’re the first to know if some smug bastard is trying to rip of you off on a deal~?” Possessing a peerless level of confidence in her ability to teach this temptress what she wanted to know and perhaps a few things that she never knew she needed as well, the teen couldn’t help but clap her hands with excitement as she pictured the two of them getting to grips with the lessons, and despite the naughty nature of her mind found a charm even in that innocent act. “Or insult you, because that would certainly be a crime in my book, I'll have you know~” Definitely loving the idea of delighting this delectable dish with her abilities in linguistics, while it might have been rather luscious to wonder about more lascivious elements of their meet up all in all she just wanted this cool and capable figure to respect her for what she could do, and right now would have done almost anything in order to earn a little esteem from her. “Oh, no need to bother them, I’ll let them know what they need to~” Smiling when next Marceline seemed to speak of contacting her parents to confirm their arrangement and for one reason or another Miss Bellucci urging her to deal with her directly, perhaps this was in part because she hoped that personal touch would help them grow that bit closer, but for the most part it was a matter of independence. “I’m sure they won't have a problem with their baby girl putting her talents to good use, after all~” She didn’t want the woman to see her as some little girl who needed her papa’s approval to do something like this, or anything really, and instead she wanted to feel like an able and autonomous entity who could act correctly in these kinds of situations. “Here, my email, and my cell as well, just in case~” Because of that grabbing a napkin from the table and quickly using her pen to jot down a lovely collection of letters and numbers before skipping after the green goddess before she had the chance to leave, Bianca pushed her contact details into the hand of the woman eagerly and grinned as she did so, quietly hoping that their connection would move beyond business given time and patience. I suppose I should get back to it, huh~? Wow, this day has just flown by, hasn't it~? That golden gaze also seeming to cling to the woman as well as she exited their establishment soon after, after taking a breath and finishing what was left of her coffee the stand-in server smiled and then skipped back to her task for the day, feeling rather refreshed all of a sudden despite the briefness of the break she had enjoyed…
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Post by Rubber on Sept 19, 2020 9:43:55 GMT -4
Bianca Bellucci: 35 + 73 = 108 exp, total: 2008 exp
Marceline Labelle: 227 + 46 = 273 exp, total: 2973 exp
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