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Post by LIA SAGEHORN on Aug 25, 2014 2:11:00 GMT
It was like a series of unfortunate events this morning for Lia. First, she had stayed up way too late last night. Next, her slept through her alarm clocks. Then she rushed around her apartment trying to figure out where she had thrown her uniform making her, exactly... extremely late for work and extremely tired. Which meant she spent a little bit of extra time pouring some hastily made coffee into a mug - not one of those closeable ones, an actual ceramic mug from her house - before rushing out her front door. She half-runs, half-walks down the hall, trying to not spill coffee on both herself and the floor - she doesn't need to be later than she already is - before stopping at the elevator and pushing the button to go down. As she waits for the elevator to reach her floor, she attempts to pull out her phone. Which is filled to the electronic brim with text messages and missed calls. Lia attempts to dial the number of the restaurant she works at just as the elevator dings, signaling that it's arrived. With her eyes on her phone, she rushes into the elevator and right into another person. Her lukewarm coffee is spilled all over both her, the floor and the other person and her jaw drops before her eyes dart to meet the other person's. "I am so so sorry, oh my God," she says. RAY SHEN |
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Post by RAY SHEN on Aug 26, 2014 2:07:01 GMT
  WHO DOES THIS CHICK THINK SHE IS?! Inspiration had settled itself upon the front of Ray's mind and while the music still burned vibrantly within him, he wanted to get back to the sanction of his small bedroom and scribble the notes out on a sheet of paper. He had no time to spare dillydallying - the inspiration could vanish in a split second if he lost focus. So as quickly as his long legs could carry him, Ray dashed from the laundry room to the elevator. He rather unsteadily pressed for his floor's button and to shut the doors. Ray paid no mind to the lady that had attempted to catch the ride up with him. Sorry, lady. He had music to create. Unfortunately the elevator came to a stop, two floors below his. Grumbling, Ray waited impatiently for the interrupter to join him. "Unless you're going up, catch the ne-" Ray couldn't even finish his sentence. Not without having warm coffee splashed onto his white dress shirt. His eyes flickered down to the culprit. But it would take quite the while before he had made a proper response. He simply stood there in silence, a cold stare locked onto her vision and a frown displayed to show his irritation. No... no, no, no!! Ray fell to his knees and brought both hands to his head. He made no noise besides a low groan. Gone. The music was gone from him. The elevator dinged for whatever obstacle was in the way of the doors to be moved. Ray internally sobbed to himself a little longer before he stood back onto his feet and straightened his posture. "You," he spoke in a icy voice, placing both hands at the woman's shoulders with a vice grip. He moved forward so that they could exit the elevator ad let the doors close, but never let his stare falter. "Do you realize what you've just done, woman?" To be honest, he hadn't even registered the coffee stain on his shirt just yet. "How are you going to repay me for this?" A deep sigh escaped him. "No, no, there's no way you could possibly come up with an amount to pay me for this... it was priceless and now it's gone." OOC TAGGED LIA SAGEHORNWORD COUNT ### NOTES --- MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by LIA SAGEHORN on Aug 26, 2014 14:29:27 GMT
To be honest, Lia is a little scared because of the cold look the man gave her. So, she stands a bit awkwardly as the man falls to knees, until the doors try to close and she gets squished between them and the elevator dings. She quietly tries to move into the elevator so it can close it's doors and go wherever it needs to go.
"Um-" she starts, but she doesn't manage to get a word out because the man stands back up and seems to straighten himself out.
Lia is by no means short, but she's not particularly tall either. She's medium sized, and this man is quite a bit taller than her. Tall enough to intimidate the her into speechlessness and silence, and all she can do is shake her head a little at his first question.
And then his second question comes around and Lia is rather unsure of what she should say. She doesn't think his shirt is priceless, maybe expensive but not priceless. Then again, maybe he really enjoys his clothing, but it still can't be priceless. "Um... I can pay for your dry-cleaning bill? Or something? I don't know, and I mean your shirt isn't gone. A coffee stain shouldn't be too hard to clean out, right?"
Though the real question is, if she'll even be able to pay for his dry-cleaning. Who knows how much it'll even cost? Lia doesn't that's for sure.
RAY SHEN, it's bad i'm sorry.
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Post by RAY SHEN on Aug 29, 2014 16:33:38 GMT
THIS WAS MY ONLY CLEAN SHIRT... Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable. This worm truly thought he was acting bitter over his shirt? ...his shirt? Ray glimpsed down to the brown imprint soaked into the white cotton shirt. It covered a large portion and felt wet against his abdomen. His shirt!! "This is indecent," he commented, fingers working their way from top to bottom to undue the buttons. "The rest of my clothes are currently in the washer. Clean this now," he demanded of her, shoving the coffee-stained shirt into her hands. He placed a hand on his half-naked body. It wasn't exactly the most appropriate thing to be doing out in public, but he'd rather be seen shirtless than seen wearing a dirty shirt. His hand would quickly be moved to his forehead, head bowed slightly and shaking. "First you make me lose my concentration, and then my shirt..." The nerves of this lady, really. "Where's your room? If you don't wash this out properly, it could remain there forever." OOC TAGGED LIA SAGEHORNWORD COUNT ### NOTES --- MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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