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Stand in the Place Where You Live [Active/Open]

May 29, 2010 21:44

Character(s): Lottie, open
Content: Miss LaBouff is hoping to hire some people to help her move into her new home.
Setting: Promenade Terrace
Time: Afternoon, Week 21
Warnings: None

( Lottie was accustomed to the finer things in life. )

hercules, lottie, zidane tribal, wolf, week 21, larsa ferrinas solidor, promenade terrace

Comments 21

hipotionemperor May 30 2010, 02:21:29 UTC

One friendly person arrived not very long after his last post on the message board. He wasn't entirely sure what he was going to run into here, nor what type of person this "Lottie" would be. When he arrived, he hesitated only long enough to get his bearings before approaching the one person who stood in front of the pile of furniture and house.

"Would you be Lottie by chance?" he asked, offering her a bow as he stopped nearby. "I am Larsa Solidor and I am willing to lend you my aid."

go_thedistance May 30 2010, 03:17:27 UTC

If anyone in Paixao was suited for a job like this it was Hercules. He just hoped that Lottie, and anyone else who would be helping her, wouldn't be like the people back home and decide he was a freak for what he was capable of. He made it to what looked like the right house and approached the two people standing there.

"L-lottie?" He said to the woman, "I'm here to help you move in."

monkeyflirt May 30 2010, 03:37:50 UTC

Zidane wandered up to where it was indicated as well, and put his hands behind his head. He walked up to the small grouping of people, and raised an eyebrow at all the things she had accumulated.

As always, he winked at the woman and grinned. "I'm here to help too, sweetheart~" He said, looking at the other two.

Well, they had their work cut out for them, that was sure. But he didn't mind it; he liked helping people anyway.

throwtheroses May 30 2010, 04:46:15 UTC

There was a loud patting noise. No sooner, there was Wolf trotting up from the path. A half of a bacon sandwich was clamped in his teeth, and he forgot to tuck in his wolf tail today as well. As Wolf skidded to a halt right by the other boys in front of the Promenade Terrace, he tried his best to fresh up before talking to Lottie. He jammed the rest of the bacon sandwich in his mouth and swallowed it with a loud gulp. He flipped his hair and tried to make sure his clothes were straight to look his best.

Wolf grinned as he wiped his lips with his sleeve and placed his fists on his hips. “I’m here Lottie!” he exclaimed. Then there was sense of awkwardness as he realized he wasn’t the only one who pounced out to help Lottie. Well, it shouldn’t be a big deal anyway. Perhaps these fellas are just being nice too.

alottalottie May 30 2010, 15:34:28 UTC

Lottie blinked rapidly as Larsa came into view. Why, he was just a boy! How did someone so young become so serious, so grave? Her lips curved into a smile to hide her bemusement and she stepped forward, extending her hand and curtsying with the effortlessness of southern belle bred for grace. "That I am! Thank you for comin', Larsa. I have to admit, I didn't think you'd be so young. I..."

She trailed off as Hercules made his entrance. The boy wasn't much older than Larsa, but taller, with a lankiness that promised an impressive build once he reached his prime. Her smile brightened at the shyness in his expression. He was just as cute as a button! "Hey there! You got the right place, hon." She wagged a finger, hand on her hip. "And you must be Hercules! That adorable voice is one of a kind!"

She clapped her hands together, walking with obvious bounce around the two boys, up the short staircase to the porch and flung to door open. "Welcome to my own lil' home away from home!" she said, chuckling. "It's not anything fancy, mind you, ( ... )