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Post by Hana on Dec 1, 2008 18:43:14 GMT -5
Kaeko gave a bitter laugh, ""Ha, go fuck yourself. I'm not telling you shit." She responded, her tone was cold. She backed up a little, not liking how close he was. Her lip twitched when he told her he wondered what she'd look like cut up, and bloody. Kaeko had a small obsession with pain. She was a masochist. Kaeko shook her head, and moved her hair behind her ear, and smirked, "Why do you want to know which gang I'm in anyways?" She asked.
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Post by Koops on Dec 1, 2008 21:51:27 GMT -5
"Why does it matter if I care if you're not going to tell me anyways?" Avarice snapped out and stood up straight and took a step towards Kaeko when she moved back, he didn't look happy. "Pfft, you're absolutely no fun at all... I don't know why I bother with people like you sometimes." He growled out to himself and finally turned away and motioned for Gabriel to come down so that they could get out of there.
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Post by Hana on Dec 1, 2008 22:06:15 GMT -5
Kaeko put her hands into her pockets, "Che." She said, and left. Kaeko decided to go somewhere else. She went to find a job, so she could support herself, and stop letting Taiku buy her everything. Kaeko found a sweets shop, they were in desperate need of a waitress, so they hired Kaeko after a small interview.
FF- Three Days Later
Kaeko's first day was today. She went to her job early and recieved her uniform. It was a light pink and white maid type dress, with white slippers for shoes, and white tights that went to her knees. Kaeko changed to the uniform, and frowned, seeing how short it was. The dress was an inch higher than her knees. Kaeko put on some lip gloss, and she moved her hair behind her ear, showing all her piercings on her ears. Kaeko had a few people, and by noon they were empty, so she sat on a chair and waited.
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Post by Koops on Dec 8, 2008 19:40:26 GMT -5
Avarice once again was bored, alone, and in need of some sort of sugar. He skulked around quietly, he wasn't in a good mood because there were no Seven Eleven's in that area, which also meant no slurpees. He walked down a street and finally his eyes landed on the sign of a sweet shop, he immediately grinned and hurried his pace.
He opened the door and walked in when he got there and sighed happily at the smell of the sweets, his eyes moved over and then landed on Kaeko, his grin disappeared and he was frowning... Until he caught sight of her very short outfit, he was then grinning like there was no tomorrow. "Well, well, well... If it isn't the little gang banger." Avarice taunted and walked forwards a bit, no one was in there he again realized and chuckled to himself.
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Post by Hana on Dec 8, 2008 20:22:57 GMT -5
Kaeko noticed Avarice, she groaned in displeasure. 'I just can't get a break.' She thought, wrinkling her nose in disgust, she stood up, and grabbed a menu. She knew her boss was watching somehow, so she was going to act civil. "Would you like a table or booth?" She asked, gripping the menu tightly.
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Post by Koops on Dec 8, 2008 20:34:51 GMT -5
He laughed and looked around. "Well... Which one of those two do you enjoy better? I do like tables, but booths are nice to, you know?" Avarice said, he was going to make this hard for her, well, as hard as he possibly could at least.
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Post by Hana on Dec 8, 2008 20:46:15 GMT -5
Kaeko sighed, feeling embarrassed, she glanced around, "Booths, I think booths are better," She answered, "They seem more comfortable than a table." She said. "So, booth?" She asked, wanting to get this over with. She replaced her frown with a small smile, remembering the rules. She went over to a booth a set a menu down, not caring if he wanted a table. "Okay, my name is Kaeko, just call me when your ready." She told him, and walked away, her short dress bouncing as she walked.
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Post by Koops on Dec 8, 2008 20:53:50 GMT -5
Avarice took a seat the booth and stared at Kaeko's dress as she walked away, he smirked and looked down at his menu for a while. He hummed and thought for a while about it and then set the menu back down. "Kaeko~!" He called in mock sweetness to her, a cocky grin practically painted on his lips.
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Post by Hana on Dec 8, 2008 20:59:30 GMT -5
Kaeko walked over, her fists were clenched, 'I hate my job.' She complained in her head. She smiled fakely at him, "Yes, what can I get for you today?" She asked, taking out a pen. Her eyes had a small twinkle when she saw someone else that worked here, they came early. The women was tall, had big breasts, and was blonde. Kaeko turned her attention back to Avarice, she couldn't stop a small laugh from coming out.
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Post by Koops on Dec 8, 2008 21:03:18 GMT -5
Fuck! Avarice thought to himself when he heard the door open, he couldn't see who it was though so ignored it. "A coke and a cinnamon bun... please." He ground the last word out like it was something terrible and glared coldly at Kaeko and then looked away from her and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, he was said that he couldn't play with her any longer.
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Post by Hana on Dec 8, 2008 21:11:40 GMT -5
She nodded, wondering why the change in attitude and went to get his order. She gave it to the cooks, then went to the blonde women, whose name was Cindy. "Hey, glad you came early." Kaeko said, smiling. Cindy looked at Kaeko, like she was crazy, "What, you are crazy, I just came to drop off my after work clothes, I don't start work until 5 in the evening." She said, putting her clothes down, then she waved, leaving. Kaeko watched her go, shocked, she gave a small whimper, "Ah, shit." Kaeko got his order, and dropped his food off. "Just tell me if there's anything else you need." She told him bitterly.
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Post by Koops on Dec 8, 2008 21:27:14 GMT -5
Avarice watched the woman leave and then smiled to himself happily, he waited paitently for Kaeko to get back. "Oh, I will, don't you worry about that." He assured her and started to pick at his cinnamon bun with little interest.
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Post by Hana on Dec 8, 2008 21:31:50 GMT -5
Kaeko sighed and walked away, returning a few moments later. She returned with a drink for herself, and sat down on a chair. She glanced at the clock. She drifted off into thought, her rested gently against her hand.
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