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.

...]

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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I'm not too picky myself but I lean closer to black. Of course, I've had my ear chewed off for adding too much milk and sugar but what can you do?

Wouldn't say I could call myself a connoisseur but I wouldn't mind learning a thing or three from a fine bird like yourself.

There's nothing wrong with adding milk and sugar to taste, in my opinion...my favourite tea-based beverage is called Royal Milk Tea, and it contains a lot of additives. If you enjoy it, who is to judge? You're still drinking tea, after all.

Of course, I do insist that the tea itself be of a fine quality...that is the only thing that can make or break it for me.

[You're a rather forward one, aren't you? Not that she minds...provided you're attractive, of course...]

And if that is how you feel, I believe I can assist you. You obviously have good taste, after all.

Let's just say I kind of get carried away now and then. Can't say I've ever heard of that blend though!

I've got every faith in your taste if you're the discriminating sort. Of course, I wouldn't say no to meeting for tea sometime before the month's out if you're in the Goldenrod area.

[ Oh, he's fairly cute... at least in his opinion. Gosh, Celestia. Just picking up all British reapers, are you? ]

[Clearly her final goal is to recruit every person in Route into her harem.

Every single one.]

My, so forward...it's almost refreshing. I may have to see what you look like first, however...I can't just share my favourite Royal Milk Tea with anyone.

[aka you had better not be old and hideous or she's going to end this conversation immediately]

[ Not if he beats you to it first. ]

Of course not. I'm sure a lass with as refined tastes as yourself can be just as selective about the company she keeps.

That little bit's easily solved though if you'll give me a second.

[ And that's when he shifts the feed. You'll find him lounging about somewhere in Goldenrod, his bike leaned against a nearby wall with his Duskull floating about. ]

So! D'you think I'd meet your rather stringent standards then?

[ Accent is definitely thicker than how he types. ]

[....

......

...the conversation shall continue.]

I deem you acceptable enough.

[Celes has actually gone to the effort to sit somewhere for this conversation, the camera framing her nicely.

...she's taught her Pokemon well, when it comes to this.]

Do I get a name?

[ Well of course he's acceptable, what with his charm and boyish good looks. She isn't so bad herself. Cute. Good taste.

But then she's already established that, after all. ]

Ronald Knox, if it pleases you or not, miss. Of London's Grim Reaper Dispatch Department.

And do I get a name to that rather pretty face in turn...?

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