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Feathers and Restraining Orders

Post by Iris on Tue Nov 20, 2012 10:44 pm

The day was hot as hell to Iris. then again, anything outside of Fort Briggs was an unholy oven that baked her brain with a side of fried organs to go along. It was okay though, because she was sitting in the cool air conditioned Wal-Mart All-Mart superstore. The massive aisles accompanied her with embracing coolness she was almost familiar with. It was still hot, but hey, not nearly as bad as it had been. People came and went, given half-assed greetings to them as they vanished through the sliding double-doors. Lines were ridiculously long and there were only two check-outs open despite the waiting line worthy of about ten. It didn't matter if someone complained to the Customer Service desk, because the file there was twice as long as a check-out. It was. RETARDED. All Iris had really come for was a loaf of bread and some peanut butter for a snack. She was visiting her old teacher and well, she needed something to eat at night when she was in the motel room, alone and hungry. Maybe she should buy some plastic sporks to spread the peanut butter on? The idea was trashed and instead, Iris sprung for a Munster energy drink. She liked the taste.

Not long after, she found herself strolling down a lane of tech gear and grabbed a new headset. Her old ones were worn and half broken. Only one of the ears worked and the other faded in and out. They had a tenancy to do that after a year or two, so the new update was needed. Naturally, Iris was too cool for a cart, so she began juggling all of it between her arms and ended up with awkwardly placed Peanut Butter under her arm. Some people gave her a look, but honestly, she just gave no fucks large enough to confront them. Instead she smirked and gave a bit of a 'So what?' glint to their disdain. They wanted to judge? She could judge just as harshly back.

Once she had finished perusing the selections, Iris found her way to a way too fucking long line and stood in place. It didn't move, it stood absolutely still as if someone had paused it. Out of boredom, she began to count. Ten packs of Hershey Kisses showing, three stands of M&Ms all decorated with turkeys about. A small mis-shaped pumpkin smiled awkwardly at the head of one aisle, probably an attempt at looking festive. It failed and to her, it just looked completely awkward Again, not her problem. They wanted to make weird decorations, they could. FINALLY, a step was given and she shifted further ahead by half an inch. Simultaneously, a baby started screaming. Oh this would be a wonderful day.

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"There's more to this than just black and white. The world can't be divided into that. There's reds and blues and greens and even more colors. How can you judge someone by one of two shades? It just doesn't seem fair to remain blind to rainbow, just because there's a puddle in your path."

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Re: Feathers and Restraining Orders

Post by Jay Furor on Fri Nov 23, 2012 12:11 pm

"...So let mercy come~ And waaaaaaaash aaaaaaaawaaaay~ WHAAAAAAAAAAT IIIIIIIIII'VE DOOOOOOOOOOONE~ I'll face myself!~ And cross out what IIIIIIIIIIII've beeeeeeeeeeecooooooooome!~..." Many things are wrong with this. Many. For one, Jay was singing in Cretan, despite her intense hatred of Cretans. Secondly, she was practically shouting lyrics at All-Mart, in the middle of the suddenly underpopulated dairy aisle, as she selected ice creams. Aaaaaaand, thirdly, beside her sat the reason for the singing; it was toats a lullaby for little Janis-Ilona, who was asleep in the top little section of the cart, where one generally puts eggs and such things. Shelookedsocute,amg. But aye, Linkin Park was way better for little ears than Mother Goose's stuff. PROVEN FACT. Mostly because the tiny two-year-old had fallen asleep, with a little yawn, as soon as she reached the second half of the song. In fact, she was only going on for fun, at that point, shoving random stuff into her cart.

So far she haaaaaaaad... Gravy, bacun, a sack of potatoes, gravy, mushrooms, gravy, cake mix, bacun, pickles, gravy, baby-sized dresses and skirts and such, miniskirts, and a totally sexy lacy bra thingy, because Jay did indeed loves her some sexy underwear. Oh, and gravy. She didn't have THAT much gravy, though... Okay, maybe it was excessive... BUT EVERYTHING SHE COOKED WENT SO WELL WITH GRAVY! It was like a sexier version of salt. Anyways, shopping cart about to burst, she swung it around rather haphazardly, especially given the fact there was a sleeping toddler in the cart as well, and somehow managed to skip and dance to the check-out counter without spilling anything. Magic! Hax! Penguins?!

On flightless, floppy, flippers of magical penguin hackers-of-reality, Jay soared up to the line, and looked around aimlessly. Accidentally rolling the cart backwards, over a slightly elevated crack in the linoleum tiles, Janis-Ilona snapped awake and started crying. Most would find it odd she chose to wake up at the least noticeable thing possible... But Jay didn't really see how "most" thought about stuff. SO! Being the great mother she is, Jay tore open a bag of pretzels in her cart, despite not having paid for them yet, and grabbed a pretzel out, before handing it to Janis-Ilona. Considering that her adopted child was in the top 1% of toddlers everywhere, and was toats a genius-superstar-athelete-astronaut-chancellor-to-be, she stopped crying and nommed contentedly on the pretzel. Satisfied with a work well done, Jay popped a pretzel into her own mouth, chewing as she glanced around once more, this time noticing the chick in front of her.

She had a... rather unorthodox method of grocery carrying. But okay... Jay ALSO noticed two things; for one, she had a rather nice butt. This was important, yes indeedy. As well as this, however, she looked rather familiar... "Hmmm... I think I know you from somewhere... Aaahhh......... REILA! Yepyep, you're Reila, right?~" AHA! SHE HAD TO BE REILA, ONLY REILA LOOKED LIKE REILA! PINK HAIR AND OTHER REILA-LIKE FEATURES. VICTORY BELONGS TO JAY!~

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Re: Feathers and Restraining Orders

Post by Iris on Sat Dec 01, 2012 4:00 pm

"Hmmm... I think I know you from somewhere... Aaahhh......... REILA! Yepyep, you're Reila, right?~" Oh God. Someone at the store was addressing her. That was never a good sign. Normally the only people who she met at the store were the people she DIDN'T WANT TO MEET AT THE STORE. Fuck continuity! Like, really. Didn't people know when someone wanted to be left alone? However, being the relatively nice person she was, sh decided to sate this person with a response. Well, minus the fact that the name was wrong. Iris was NOT Reila. That meant this person jumped to conclusions. As she turned to address, she had never seen so much stuff.. and an infant and pretzels.. a child mess. Iris was stumped a moment.

There was silence for a minute, before Iris could finally speak. The first words she said were with a deadpan face. "You're going to clean that up, right?" She was dead serious, glaring almost. That was so.. ignorant. Not like Iris was going to clean it up, of course, That wasn't her job to clean someone else's mess. She didn't have the patience to do that. She didn't NEED the patience to do that, it wasn't a charity. Then again.. Yeah, she'd probably help. Damn she cursed her conscious, but didn't act on it immediately. "By the way, I'm not Reila. You have that way wrong. My name is Iris." Her hand slipped to her waist and Iris stared daggers at the woman before her.

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"There's more to this than just black and white. The world can't be divided into that. There's reds and blues and greens and even more colors. How can you judge someone by one of two shades? It just doesn't seem fair to remain blind to rainbow, just because there's a puddle in your path."

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Re: Feathers and Restraining Orders

Post by Csilla Angelis on Sun Dec 16, 2012 11:17 pm

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