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[divinitea]

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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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[diehardreaper]

[ Funny you should mention... ]

A proper spot of tea, I'll give you that. Haven't had a pot since I got here.

Say what you will, it's just not the same as having it in the comfort of your own home... or company commissary as the case usually is.

[solas_ion]

That's a tough one. The fishing back home was a lot easier, for one thing.

[Lancer, that's...nnnot really what she meant.]

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[occultigen]

[Admittedly, Meridiana doesn't often frequent the makeup section of the department store, but she does do her fair share of roaming around as she gradually gets herself acquainted with all the commercial sights and sounds of the modern era, and it seems that today's adventure is going to take her through by chance — just in time, in fact, to hear the sound of Celes's voice.

And she's thrilled to hear it, of course, because it means Miss Ludenberg is feeling up to getting out of the house, and she only hesitates a moment (during which she wonders if it's proper to simply run up and greet her when she may still be somewhat under the weather, after which she decides to screw it and go for it anyway) before darting over toward the sound of Celes's voice.]

Oh, Miss Ludenberg! Good day, how are you?

[She's accompanied herself today by an elegant female Meowstic, who seems to be enjoying the excursion as much as Meridiana is.]

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[diamondo]

[Well, Celes isn't the only one looking at eyeliner today! Mondo doesn't look too pleased with the selection either. He's got a Pancham in his arms and the panda's got the sample eyeliner and is currently attempting to apply it. Mondo's either not paying attention or perfectly fine with this.

He glances up when he hears Celes' voice and immediately looks awkward. He's not embarrassed that he's been caught here buying eyeliner, but it's a little weird that he's looking at the same things as Celes. He debates on not saying anything and leaving as quietly as he can, but he finally decides to speak up.]

...You'd travel all the way to Celadon to get the right eyeliner?

[He'd do some pretty crazy things for his eyeliner, but going to Celadon just to buy it seems a little much.]

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[tearsofademon]

Does magic count?

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[lieutenantantichrist]

The badge. I mean a real one that means you're somebody with responsibility, not these little toy things that mean your pet rat beat up somebody's birds.

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[wing_attack]

Flying under my own power. There's nothing like it.

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[death_glare]

[ If Celestia actually does move on the the perfume section, she will bump into someone familiar. William just happens to be there, as well, 'cept he's looking at the colognes.

He frowns as he puts another one back on the shelf. That fragrance was not to his liking, it seems. ]

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[francia]

Lately, I've been missing sports. Perhaps it's because spring is coming, but I'm feel particular wanting for cycling.

[shatterings]

[ Home, huh... there's not much she misses. Somewhere between Twilight Town and this place, though... ]

I miss my sketchbook. I'm not sure if any place here sells art supplies.

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[ardent]

[It takes him a moment to respond; Ishimaru has been very staunchly avoiding Celes for quite some time, and he'd normally be okay with continuing to do so. But...]

...To answer your question, I had a sense of purpose back home that I don't have anymore.

Are you okay, Celes-kun?