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Trusting Your Instinct |Ashevelendar & SinfulSkills|

There Is No Shelter From The Storm

"In a land far, far away lies the Kingdom of Fiore..." |role play search|

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Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Should be good!

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

“Claim down.” He argued from the corner as he gathered up more things. “Either you dress in a color that’s a nude natural color or you dress like every other woman who will be there and not be memorable because you look like everyone else.” He picked up a pair of shoes, given a good guess of her size before grabbing an over the shoulder classy looking black bag. “No one wears colors anymore and no one really dresses in colors anymore. A shame really; you want to be remembered for you talent, your skills and the way you speak; your outfit deserves to make you stand out for all the right reasons. And furthermore…”

At that moment he turned around and saw her in the dress. Despite her lack of proper make up and her messy hair she looked beautiful in the dress. His own words caught in his throat and he swallowed hard before composing himself once more than walking to her. “Here, this bag will look good with the dress but will be big enough for you to carry copies of your resume, collect and hand out business cards and keep a professional yet classy appearance.” And that he moved a chair behind her and had her sit down.

Down on a single knee, he picked up her bare foot and gently slipped in her foot. Even though his hands where rough and callus, his movements and the way he handled her were gentle, kind and as soft as could be. However when he went to put on her second shoe it became apparent that his hands were shaking slightly… was he, nervous?

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

I'll throw the Golden Gate in Free if you buy it.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Payback?
He's being nice!................................................

You buy that right?

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

“No.” He answered simply when she asked if she could know where they were going. If he told her she’d say no, if he just convinced her go she’d give him less guff. Again he timed her, looking at his watch as she went on her run. He didn’t mean to work her into a panic but at least she was good under pressure. However when she mentioned of someone else having a key to her apartment made him uncomfortable enough to the point that he openly coughed in surprise. Hopefully she’d fix that and quickly.

When they exited the apartment he said nothing more than what he did inside before leading her to the SUV and opening the passenger’s side door for her. Once she was inside, he shut the door and went around to the driver’s side. Getting inside he turned on the music and the two were off.

It wasn’t until they pulled in front of a giant building with the word “Chanel” in fancy writing that he began to speak. “We’re here.” Putting the car in park he turned off the engine and climbed out, opening the door he gestured for her to get out. “Don’t just sit in there. Come on.” He said, barking an order like a drive sergeant until she got out of the car. Taking her by the hand without giving her much time to react he led her inside.

“Mister Prichard!” All three on shift clerks flew to him giddy with excitement at his arrival. “Hello”, “Hi!”, “How have you been?” The three women bombarded him with personal questions before he was able to quiet them down.

“I’m not here for me today.” He said with a nod causing the women to sound disappointment before he had the chance to continue.

“We have a new line of suits.”, “The jeans are fantastic.”, “Even the new ties are quite tasteful.” The girls went back and forth as if attempting to sell him on something they knew he’d buy.

“I’m not looking for myself but I’ll take a pamphlet. I’m here for her.” With that he held up his hand that was holding Lucia’s and the girls seemed to jump back in surprise.

“He brought a girl.” “I didn’t think he had a girlfriend.”, “Oh man I was sure he was single.” Were some of the words he chose to ignore before pulling their attention back to him.

“Can I see the 2016 line of formal dresses?” With that he pulled her to the rack and began pushing through the dresses as he explained exactly where his mind was going. “Your father is the one who writes my checks, not you. So I really don’t have to listen to you. However your desire to protect your father is commendable and I cannot overlook that. But I also cannot overlook my duties. So you will go to your dad’s election announcement but not as his daughter…” He said pushing through the dresses, a look of dislike on his face as he flicked from one to another. “But as a guest. Use it as an opportunity to network for a job, no one there will know who you are so you won’t use any political standings to gain any leverage. It will just be you, selling yourself because you happen to be in the right place at the right time.”

With that he finally found something he liked and grabbed it from the rack. “Go try this on.” He said handed her the stunning gold-crème colored dress with the open back and wrapped front. He then gestured towards the dressing room. “Come out when you’re done I want to see it on you.” He called out as he went in a different direction.

Serge & Lucia |EasilyAmused & ICanBeAnyone|

Mystery is never bad.
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