"Yes its in my room taped to the underneath of a drawer. I don't know what to do or whom to ask." She put the mic down and scratched her head. "Anything you decide that doesn't involve death is fine with me."
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Closing the door Behind her, Ashala placed the bags on the couch and walked into her bed room to change. She put up her hair to keep it out of the way as she kicked off her sneakers under the bed. She had tried them on at the store and now for some curious reason she felt compelled to try them on once more. Each one was different from the style to the color. They were loose and free flowing allowing movement as long as it was not fast.
The first one was what the shop owner had called the "terran special". It was black and small It hung from a band that was to be placed slightly above her chest. a fine rope belt would keep it around her waist to avoid mishaps. The accompanying foot wear were called sandals. They had a pad to cover the bottom (not as well as her boots) and these things left her toes exposed. They had a double black ribbon that wrapped around the leg and had to be tied off below the knee. These were extremely fragile looking. The shop owner said they sold very well for the terrans.
The second outfit was what the shop owner called formal wear. It was a loose knee length skirt and a suit coat. The color was a dark blue with white pin stripping. Ashala didn't like the fit or feel of the "shirts". The option was for her to wear a collared half shirt. It had no sleeves and was made of similar material as her work out top. This just looked like it had buttons in the front. Ashala hated buttons, she had the manual dexterity of her people but the terran buttons were just too small. Ashala didn't like the tie option either. For the foot wear she chose something similar to her boots but they were black and shiny.
The final outfit was similar to terran casual wear. It was white and one piece which Ashala preferred. the main feature to this cut was it had no back. The dock chief was warned that terrans found this style to signal mating desires. She didn't want to fight every one and the outfit only held itself to her body by two straps that crisscrossed her shoulders. The hem of the skirt was made with a heavy material to keep it in place. When asked when the dock chief would wear this the reply was, "When you want someone's attention." Ashalas curiosity made her get it. the foot wear was two white small flat pads. They were made for Altenians. These she liked even if they were over priced for the size. She found herself buying two more pairs in red and black.
The tower was still on lock down and the docks were off. good thing she was a doc chief. She sent out a comm to let the team know her dock would be prepping tomorrow. "We don't get paid by the hour. Its time to get back to the grind. Whether or not the ships come in we have to stay on top. This is the time thieves prosper and I'm not going to lose one crate." When she ended the video call she began to hold her hands in her head as she looked down to see she was still wearing the white dress. Ashala was certain the leaning over did little to help matters. Her ears went back as she changed out of the dress, and back into her street clothes. The rough neck would be unforgiving tomorrow. She ordered in and stayed in her room for the rest of that day.
The first one was what the shop owner had called the "terran special". It was black and small It hung from a band that was to be placed slightly above her chest. a fine rope belt would keep it around her waist to avoid mishaps. The accompanying foot wear were called sandals. They had a pad to cover the bottom (not as well as her boots) and these things left her toes exposed. They had a double black ribbon that wrapped around the leg and had to be tied off below the knee. These were extremely fragile looking. The shop owner said they sold very well for the terrans.
The second outfit was what the shop owner called formal wear. It was a loose knee length skirt and a suit coat. The color was a dark blue with white pin stripping. Ashala didn't like the fit or feel of the "shirts". The option was for her to wear a collared half shirt. It had no sleeves and was made of similar material as her work out top. This just looked like it had buttons in the front. Ashala hated buttons, she had the manual dexterity of her people but the terran buttons were just too small. Ashala didn't like the tie option either. For the foot wear she chose something similar to her boots but they were black and shiny.
The final outfit was similar to terran casual wear. It was white and one piece which Ashala preferred. the main feature to this cut was it had no back. The dock chief was warned that terrans found this style to signal mating desires. She didn't want to fight every one and the outfit only held itself to her body by two straps that crisscrossed her shoulders. The hem of the skirt was made with a heavy material to keep it in place. When asked when the dock chief would wear this the reply was, "When you want someone's attention." Ashalas curiosity made her get it. the foot wear was two white small flat pads. They were made for Altenians. These she liked even if they were over priced for the size. She found herself buying two more pairs in red and black.
The tower was still on lock down and the docks were off. good thing she was a doc chief. She sent out a comm to let the team know her dock would be prepping tomorrow. "We don't get paid by the hour. Its time to get back to the grind. Whether or not the ships come in we have to stay on top. This is the time thieves prosper and I'm not going to lose one crate." When she ended the video call she began to hold her hands in her head as she looked down to see she was still wearing the white dress. Ashala was certain the leaning over did little to help matters. Her ears went back as she changed out of the dress, and back into her street clothes. The rough neck would be unforgiving tomorrow. She ordered in and stayed in her room for the rest of that day.
Vivian winks at your request.
At dinner Vivian sat across from you. Aunt Amanda was eating and for the most part keeping her eyes on her plate. You and Vivian exchanged glances at various times and when dinner was over you all left the dinning room. Vivian pushed you back to your room. "Well tomorrow we need to start walking Ill bring the crutches again and you should be drug free by then." She closed the door to the room but remaining inside. She then took the blanket and covered the mirror.
"So what do we do?" Her head tilted to the side.
At dinner Vivian sat across from you. Aunt Amanda was eating and for the most part keeping her eyes on her plate. You and Vivian exchanged glances at various times and when dinner was over you all left the dinning room. Vivian pushed you back to your room. "Well tomorrow we need to start walking Ill bring the crutches again and you should be drug free by then." She closed the door to the room but remaining inside. She then took the blanket and covered the mirror.
"So what do we do?" Her head tilted to the side.
no worries. =)
boom.
Vivian knelt by the side of your chair. "Its all right, I saw it too. I don't know how but its not really hear lets just pretend we're normal fo Aunt Amanda and then talk about this after dinner in your room." She stood up and continued to walk to the foyer. She left you in the chair as she opened the front door.
"Hi! Your Vivian right? I'm Amanada. Nice to meet you. You've grown a bit since the last time I saw you." Amanda hugs Vivian and lokks at you with a smile over her shoulder. "And this must be Eva. It nice to meet you. I'm going to stay out of your way." She kneels down in front of your chair. "I know you don't want a nanny and I could never replace what you've lost. I will tell you I'm not here to try. I'm just here until the courts tell me whether to stay or go. You can relax and be yourself. I'm going to be working on my lap top and in my bed room most of the day. so you won't even know I'm here. I would like with your permission to use the pool ever now and again, if that's ok?" She picked up her suitcase and asked the butler to put it in her room. The butler informed her that dinner will be ready in five minutes. To be served in the west wing.
As this was going on you saw a person you never thought of until now. It was Nathan. He had a suitcase and a scared look on his face as your eyes met. He kept a good ten foot distance from you when he talked. "I'm going to be acting co team leader. I was assigned to the squad after the charges were dismissed. I will be at the pool house if you need anything I can be reached there. If you'll excuse me I have to report to the team commander." He walks quickly away from you.
"He's cute." Amanda says as she makes her way to the dinning room. Vivian shoots you a look of concern. Then rolls you to the dinner table.
"Hi! Your Vivian right? I'm Amanada. Nice to meet you. You've grown a bit since the last time I saw you." Amanda hugs Vivian and lokks at you with a smile over her shoulder. "And this must be Eva. It nice to meet you. I'm going to stay out of your way." She kneels down in front of your chair. "I know you don't want a nanny and I could never replace what you've lost. I will tell you I'm not here to try. I'm just here until the courts tell me whether to stay or go. You can relax and be yourself. I'm going to be working on my lap top and in my bed room most of the day. so you won't even know I'm here. I would like with your permission to use the pool ever now and again, if that's ok?" She picked up her suitcase and asked the butler to put it in her room. The butler informed her that dinner will be ready in five minutes. To be served in the west wing.
As this was going on you saw a person you never thought of until now. It was Nathan. He had a suitcase and a scared look on his face as your eyes met. He kept a good ten foot distance from you when he talked. "I'm going to be acting co team leader. I was assigned to the squad after the charges were dismissed. I will be at the pool house if you need anything I can be reached there. If you'll excuse me I have to report to the team commander." He walks quickly away from you.
"He's cute." Amanda says as she makes her way to the dinning room. Vivian shoots you a look of concern. Then rolls you to the dinner table.
....Maybe.
The sun and the spa at the pool was nice. The drugs were making you a little dizzy as they left your system. The day went on and as the sun set and Vivian came to get you for dinner, the butler informed you of a taxi pulling into the drive. As you and Vivian made sure you were ready for guests in the mirror you saw the gem on your reflection that you were not wearing. You glanced at Vivian to see if she had noticed. She had, Vivian was still, frozen in place from fear. She turned her head away from the mirror and began to push you out of the room to the foyer.
Do I hear more play time with necklace?? XD
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