Isn't nice to know... [Open]
WHO: Aly Cooper / Lorin Kipling (ttlynotaspy) & whoever drops in with her
WHAT: Shopping
WHERE: The Marketplace
WHEN: Day 207, noontime
Aly grinned, basket swinging on her arm. Her fake blond hair was pulled into a bun atop her head, the wig sticking to it by a mix of native saps and gums to create a sort-of glue that held it fast. It was a killer to wash, but it made it look much more natural. She was sure to wrap a headscarf around the place where it joined her brow, hiding the seam. A close observer would notice her eyebrows were red-blond while the wig was closer to the same shade without a red hint in it.
It wasn't perfect, but Aly couldn't afford the wig ruined by questionable dyes.
On her list of things to do was to buy sweets for her newest amusement, buy tea, and clothes. Naturally, she would get distracted somehow and spend a few hours out, but she had to find a way to convince Haruhi that she had some sort of liking beyond friendship of L.
Which she didn't, because Aly was ensuring she was emotionally detached from these people, but it was fun to pretend, as she always had. The doujinshi, some Yamani name she presumed, was bothering, but she could worry about that later.
As it was, the blond walked, skirts clinging to her womanly curves, along the street, whistling a happy tune. She gave off the appearance of a girl in love, though her head coolly calculated and analyzed every bit of scenery around her.
WHAT: Shopping
WHERE: The Marketplace
WHEN: Day 207, noontime
Aly grinned, basket swinging on her arm. Her fake blond hair was pulled into a bun atop her head, the wig sticking to it by a mix of native saps and gums to create a sort-of glue that held it fast. It was a killer to wash, but it made it look much more natural. She was sure to wrap a headscarf around the place where it joined her brow, hiding the seam. A close observer would notice her eyebrows were red-blond while the wig was closer to the same shade without a red hint in it.
It wasn't perfect, but Aly couldn't afford the wig ruined by questionable dyes.
On her list of things to do was to buy sweets for her newest amusement, buy tea, and clothes. Naturally, she would get distracted somehow and spend a few hours out, but she had to find a way to convince Haruhi that she had some sort of liking beyond friendship of L.
Which she didn't, because Aly was ensuring she was emotionally detached from these people, but it was fun to pretend, as she always had. The doujinshi, some Yamani name she presumed, was bothering, but she could worry about that later.
As it was, the blond walked, skirts clinging to her womanly curves, along the street, whistling a happy tune. She gave off the appearance of a girl in love, though her head coolly calculated and analyzed every bit of scenery around her.