Preferring to start his day early, George is the first to conduct a meeting with his models for the upcoming fashion show. Flicking on the lights in the splendidly decorated office, he tosses his fedora onto a hook of the coat rack, and makes his way to his work station.
Swiveling in his chair, he waits patiently for his models' arrival.
Badou pushed open the doors, laughing quietly to himself out of principle. Modeling. Fuck. He pulled his pack of cigs out of his pocket, pulling one out with his lighter in one smooth movement. Taking a drag, he exhaled the smoke slowly before walking into the establishment. Ugh, heaven.
He spotted the blue-haired man sitting towards the back of the room and made his way over there, dodging the couture around his feet. Seriously, who would've thought. Badou Nails, hitman slash doof extraordinaire, a model.
"Hey, uh. George, right? Badou Nails, at your service," he said, extending a hand.
Fashionably late as always, Zelos stepped into the lavishly decorated store, whistling at his surroundings. He gazed at the journal in his hand, flipping it a few pages back. Glancing from the image in the journal to the man lounging in the office at the back, he smirked slightly and strode to join him and the other man there.
Pushing himself off his chair, George took Badou's hand and shook it, quietly observing the redhead in the process. Good height, features and hair. Excellent. "Pleasure to meet you, Badou. How are you today?" He asked as he took a step backwards, tapping a finger on his chin and mentally pictured the redhead in the few designs he had in mind.
"You'll be wearing two outfits, themed day and nig-" George paused in his explanation upon hearing whistling, and turned at the voice of another man. "Zelos," he greeted, taking in the appearance of his second model and mentally gauging his measurements.
"As there's limited time, I'll make this meeting short and sweet. Both of you, along with Otsuu-chan, will be my team of three for the Les Bijoux fashion show at Fullmoon Maple Teahouse. Badou will model the theme of Day and Night, consisting of two outfits; while Zelos will model for the Oriental theme; with Otsuu-chan modelling for the Avant Garde dress I've designed." The designer smiles. "Are there any questions?"
Ludwig walked into the office with a yawn. This was still too early. Had Kuja not taken the evening slot first, he would have insisted upon it. In a smooth motion, he tossed his hat onto the table and made his way deeper into the office, settling down in the settee for a short nap. Whoever that came in first could wake him at their own risk.
Soubi arrived at 12 on the nose. Usually he was far from a punctual individual, but when money was on the line, he decided he should probably be on time. He was half-hoping the Kuja would be there as well, but it wouldn't be too bad to meet new people. He hadn't done a lot of that since arriving.
So, Ludwig was the designer he was to be meeting with? He stepped into the office with a small smile on his face, pushing the door shut behind him. He hadn't thought to bring anything, and it suddenly occurred to him that perhaps he should have brought a change of clothing or... something. He had only come in a paid of trousers and a very loose shirt, which hung open. He was still not used to this tropical climate, and he could not stand the heat.
Sho didn't so much walk in as stride. He had his hands in the pockets of his designer jeans, which thankfully looked good no matter what they'd been through. His coat, on the other hand... he'd done his best to keep it clean. Sure he'd found an inn and a place to shower and wash his stuff, but he really needed more clothes and a proper place to sleep. Hopefully this gig would get him enough money.
He flashed the guy inside a smile and said, "Are these the correct coordinates?"
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The prince stretched lazily and yawned. "Wil?" He murmured, his sleep-addled mind reverting to old habits and assuming that his childhood friend and longtime servant had returned to wake up. But what his eyes saw was long, light colored hair. Not Wilhelm then. "...Idke?" He asked. No. Get a grip on yourself, Ludwig.
The redhead pushed himself upright and glanced towards the newcomers in his office. Both males. "Soubi and...Sho?" He inquired again. He should have gotten the names right this time.
Of course he had taken the evening slot. Sebastian was one of his models, and that way he would have someone to walk home with. It all worked wondrously to his advantage.
That and he loved designing for the evening, during the evening; The night life was far more interesting than the day. Taking a seat at his desk, he awaited their arrival before he would usher them into the Dressing Area.
Sebastian didn't have to walk far to reach his destination. While George, Kuja, and Ludwig had designing to think of and employee interviews, Sebastian did his best to help his master's new business venture by adding...certain improvements to the Les Bijoux building.
As a result, he worked straight up until the time he was supposed to meet Master Kuja for the fitting, and took no time at all in getting to the office. Though he'd been working in construction, one couldn't tell by his dress: even his gloves were as perfectly white and clean as ever, without a trace of even dust.
He bowed deeply when he saw Kuja, patient and infinitely amused.
Esmeralda had wandered around some in the late afternoon, trying to find this place where she was meant to go. She had found it, with some getting lost, and tried to stay in the general area for the few hours until dusk.
She danced on the street corner, actually. Several people dropped coin into the bowl at her feet and once the sun set she picked up the bowl and walked back to the shop. Jewels. She even knew the name!
There was already a man talking to the woman she had talked to in the journals. Good, this would be the right place.
"Ah, Sebastian." Kuja closed his notebook and turned his attention to his butler. "Ever on time, as always." Standing, he was about to motion for him to follow, when the door opened.
The Genome sighed in relief. "Esmeralda my dear, you restore my fragile faith in beauty here once more." He kissed the back of her hand comically, odd since she assumed Kuja was female. His clothing did not help to change that view, though by Kuja's standards he was dressed 'casually' that evening.
"I am indeed Kuja, the designer in charge of creating two masterpieces for you to wear at the Grand Opening. This here is Sebastian, one of the two males in my care for the event." Plucking the uniform design notebook that all three of them at Les Bijoux had, Kuja then gestured for the pair to follow
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Swiveling in his chair, he waits patiently for his models' arrival.
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He spotted the blue-haired man sitting towards the back of the room and made his way over there, dodging the couture around his feet. Seriously, who would've thought. Badou Nails, hitman slash doof extraordinaire, a model.
"Hey, uh. George, right? Badou Nails, at your service," he said, extending a hand.
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"George, I presume? It's Zelos."
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"You'll be wearing two outfits, themed day and nig-" George paused in his explanation upon hearing whistling, and turned at the voice of another man. "Zelos," he greeted, taking in the appearance of his second model and mentally gauging his measurements.
"As there's limited time, I'll make this meeting short and sweet. Both of you, along with Otsuu-chan, will be my team of three for the Les Bijoux fashion show at Fullmoon Maple Teahouse. Badou will model the theme of Day and Night, consisting of two outfits; while Zelos will model for the Oriental theme; with Otsuu-chan modelling for the Avant Garde dress I've designed." The designer smiles. "Are there any questions?"
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So, Ludwig was the designer he was to be meeting with? He stepped into the office with a small smile on his face, pushing the door shut behind him. He hadn't thought to bring anything, and it suddenly occurred to him that perhaps he should have brought a change of clothing or... something. He had only come in a paid of trousers and a very loose shirt, which hung open. He was still not used to this tropical climate, and he could not stand the heat.
"Ludwig?"
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He flashed the guy inside a smile and said, "Are these the correct coordinates?"
[ooc: this is what sho normally wears / looks like]
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The redhead pushed himself upright and glanced towards the newcomers in his office. Both males. "Soubi and...Sho?" He inquired again. He should have gotten the names right this time.
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That and he loved designing for the evening, during the evening; The night life was far more interesting than the day. Taking a seat at his desk, he awaited their arrival before he would usher them into the Dressing Area.
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As a result, he worked straight up until the time he was supposed to meet Master Kuja for the fitting, and took no time at all in getting to the office. Though he'd been working in construction, one couldn't tell by his dress: even his gloves were as perfectly white and clean as ever, without a trace of even dust.
He bowed deeply when he saw Kuja, patient and infinitely amused.
"Master."
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She danced on the street corner, actually. Several people dropped coin into the bowl at her feet and once the sun set she picked up the bowl and walked back to the shop. Jewels. She even knew the name!
There was already a man talking to the woman she had talked to in the journals. Good, this would be the right place.
"Bonjour, I am looking for a . . . Kuja?"
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The Genome sighed in relief.
"Esmeralda my dear, you restore my fragile faith in beauty here once more." He kissed the back of her hand comically, odd since she assumed Kuja was female. His clothing did not help to change that view, though by Kuja's standards he was dressed 'casually' that evening.
"I am indeed Kuja, the designer in charge of creating two masterpieces for you to wear at the Grand Opening. This here is Sebastian, one of the two males in my care for the event." Plucking the uniform design notebook that all three of them at Les Bijoux had, Kuja then gestured for the pair to follow ( ... )
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