Ninth Choice - [Action]

[spiritarrows]

[Residents of Luceti walking through the village square this morning will find that a large three-walled shed has been erected overnight beside the weapon shop. A large neatly lettered sign out front proclaims:

Doumeki's Nail Parlour
The interior of the shed is sparsely furnished. In fact the only things inside are a reclining chair with armrests, a

Comments

Ahaha

[spiritarrows]

[Looks up from his book]

...Setting up a nail parlour. [And yes, that was uttered in a very matter-of-fact tone.]

[spiritarrows]

Hn. [Still with that usual blank face. Hmm... he's getting a strange urge...]

[spiritarrows]

[Oh no you don't. Grabs at your wirst to plonk you down on the chair.] Have a seat.

[spiritarrows]

[Gestures at table full of girly products and then at your nails.] I have to start somewhere.

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[Just unscrews the cap off a lurid pink bottle. Without even blanching at the colour. Oh, did I mention that the polish was SPARKLY as well?]

[spiritarrows]

[Hand actually stills for a moment. But urge is... too strong...

Brb, grabbing hand and applying now. Blame it on the fact hat you were the first person he saw?]

[spiritarrows]

Sorry. And don't jerk around, the stuff can't be removed by nail polish remover.

[Notice his own puke yellow nails Ted?]

[spiritarrows]

[Oh well. At least all of your nails are sparkly, lurid PINK right now. And somehow they're also instant-dry. A shame that he didn't get to add lime-green heart designs. Have a nice day Ted?]