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remylee in lolocracy

I can has job?

Jul 01, 2010 20:37

Who: Atthis and Remy
When: Friday, July 5th, afternoon.
Where: Deus Ex Machina
What: Finally getting to that interview That we totally haven't been flaking out on since early May. We promise.

( First (and probably only) Remy cut from OHIO!! )

island girls have nice coconuts, isle of lesbos, status: complete, british virgin isles

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Let's have this happening on the fifth, Bb~ <3 sapphicfragment July 8 2010, 06:22:25 UTC

What soft, but by yonder storefront breaks ( ... )

Sounds good to me, love. <3 remylee July 11 2010, 23:38:25 UTC

The clatter of the bins hitting the floor pulled Remy’s attention away from the décor to the lone woman, now surrounded by mild wreckage, looking for a moment just as shocked as Remy felt. Her reflex to lend a hand cleaning up the mess she’d helped cause was quickly aborted when the woman advanced on her, seeming to completely ignore the ruined soaps on the floor.

Soaps. ‘Deus Ex Machina’ sold soaps.
In all the time she’d spent wondering what might be lurking behind the fanciful name, that was one thing that never crossed her mind.

She let herself be towed further in, confused and compliant, on the waves of the woman’s warm voice and friendly chatter. She chuckled along at the little joke, wide-eyed, trying to take everything in.
Somehow it fit. The little Mediterranean Oasis full of refreshing scents and colors, The soft strains of music floating around them, the miraculous and mystic name, and the poet (or so Remy had gathered from her blogs) who held it all afloat.

Remy could even see a place where she could fit; the hopeful ( ... )

sapphicfragment July 14 2010, 11:02:28 UTC

"A smile costs nothing, but gives much.

It enriches those who receive,
without making poorer those who give.
It takes but a moment,
but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. You have the loveliest, Remy, truly."

Tanned hands, honeyed brown from element exposure, a trait Remy recognized all too easily, clasped tightly together as Atthis beamed. Terribly forgetful indeed, for that she placed a foot delicately down and cringed at the snap of previously dropped merchandise. Fool! She had always been a fool for beautiful girls. To so clumsily discard those bins and then to break their spilled offerings.... Her own cheery grin turned sharply downward, her disposition markedly more distressed when she shuffled back to kneel beside her fallen wares. "Ah me! And here I must seem the least competent of employers! Do forgive me, dear ( ... )

remylee July 16 2010, 05:12:37 UTC

A blush stole over her cheeks at the compliment, and the unexpected fashion in which it was given. Those random poetry moments would definitely take some getting used to, Remy decided. Then again, almost every one of her potential employer’s blogs had contained at least a line or two from a poem or play. A fun and interesting personality quirk; she just hadn’t expected it to go beyond writing to be used in everyday conversation ( ... )

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