Who: Ruby, Dagger & anyone who needs some shopping done (in other words, YES PLZ COME ON IN).
What: Business as usual ♥
Where: A Doll's House (Gold Saucer Shopping Mall)
When: Thursday afternoon
Warnings: None yet.
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One couldn't hope for that many customers on a weekday, but, well, miracles happened. )
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Truth be told, Dagger's 'antics' in the store were amusing, to say the least. A plain old boutique in a shopping mall seemed to be Wonderland to her. For at least the thousandth time that day, Ruby wondered who the heck this Dagger really was. Where had she run away from?
She let her gaze linger on Dagger a moment longer before returning to dress the mannequin, a small smile stealing onto her face. She couldn't help it - she was absolutely proud of her handiwork - the 'masterpiece' she had created in dressing Dagger up like this. And, for some reason, Dagger looked uncannily perfect in clothes like those.
I should snap a photo of this and show it t' Zidane, ha!
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After making sure she had put everything back, Dagger giggled a little, the shop was empty yet, and she happily began to waltz around, with an invisible partner, the large skirt not a problem thanks to long dancing lessons and reprimands on posture, smiling as she hummed and spun.
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Darting across to the handbag that sat behind the counter, Ruby retrieved her cell phone and, flipping it open, snapped a quick video of the deliriously-dancing shop assistant.
Her lips twitched as she watched Dagger, and she only began speaking when she shut the phone again and slipped it back surreptitiously into its former position. "You off your rocker, Dags?" Ruby called, shaking her head. "There's something you haven't told me yet, eh? You've split personality disorder or whatever y' call it?"
Still holding back a huge guffaw, Ruby planted her hands on her hips and swung back to face the small entrance of her shop. "What would our customers think?" Where were they, anyway? "Just mind you don't bang into the shelf at the end. The doll there's precious."
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The tiny handbag on her arm contained little more than a cell phone and the money her extended family at the church had sent in, and the young lady took a peek at her watch to check the time. Ten 'til three...
Taking a seat at one of the few vacant tables at the food court, she let out a small sigh of distress. Finding a dress for the gala the day before... That was cutting it a little close. But Rinoa would be there soon - how long could it possibly take to pick out an outfit? And it wasn't like she wanted to go to that silly party anyway...
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