divinitea | 7 ♣ [TEXT/ACTION FOR GOLDENROD CITY]

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[Sometime during the day, a short text pops up on the network.]

Tell me about something you miss from home. Something you can't get here.

[Someone isn't having a good day.]

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[Things have been fairly rough for Celes, lately, but she's finally managed to get herself out of the house. It's more for necessity rather than out of desire, however; a horrible discovery early this morning showed her that it was simply impossible for her to remain idle...especially in the face of such a frustrating threat. What was this clearly catastrophe occurrence?

She discovered she's running dangerously low on eyeliner.

So that's why, if you happen to be in the make-up section of the Goldenrod Department store, you'll spot her and her Gothitelle, Victoria, standing in front of a display featuring one of the fancier brands. Celes' face isn't showing much emotion, as usual, but her movements are jerky and her posture is tight. She's frustrated; the day isn't getting any better. She's gone through three testers and none of them are quite right; the fourth one isn't showing promise, either.]

I simply cannot believe they ran out of my favourite brand...none of these ones are quite the same.

[Narrowing her eyes at the thin black line she's drawn on her hand, Celes rubs at it with her finger, pursing her lips as it smudges into her skin.]

Honestly...is this what passes for quality in this place? Pathetic...that saleswoman should be fired.

[Turning around, she lightly tosses the tester back towards the display; it lands neatly back into place with a soft clacking sound, guided into position by her Gothitelle. Looking around the make-up area, Celes rolls her eyes.]

Am I really expected to travel all the way to Celadon City to find it? What nonsense.

[...although...she has heard excellent things about the fashion and shopping in Celadon. Would it be able to compare to Tokyo, though? Hmm...

...well. It's not like she's going to go today, anyway. The thought is...tempting, however; it would likely do her good to get away from this city for a little while.

Food for thought, anyway.

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Come, Victoria. Perhaps I'll buy a new perfume.

[OOC: Celes will be wandering throughout the Department Store all day, so you can run into her wherever you like - it doesn't just have to be the make-up section!]

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That's right. The only kind of badge that matters.

Two years now.

That's a new definition for 'long service leave'. You haven't thought about applying for the force here?

I don't have the green hair or the tits for it. Besides, all they can do is hand out community service or a couple nights in the drunk tank. They're not cops, they're hall monitors.

You do have a point; I would think that an organization like Team Rocket wouldn't last very long with a real police force around.

It's a wonder the current one lets them get away with their antics.

A whole lot of things would be different here with a real police force around.

There would be a whole lot of assholes locked up for good.

I didn't realize we had such a plethora of assholes running about. You sound like you've been investigating things, regardless of whether or not you've the tits for it.

Of course we do. Every world has assholes. Who do you think was going around shooting lightning cannons at shit a while back?

I can't just sit back and let them do what they want.

7 ♣ [TEXT/ACTION FOR GOLDENROD CITY]

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