Zacharie
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Post by Zacharie on Sept 28, 2012 22:29:51 GMT -6
“Right, right.” Zacharie wasted no time in moving to a dressing room stall. He took a moment to examine the choices he made and matched them together appropriately. Though he did stop for a moment to wonder how Fran was doing on her own. Also, he thought about how he needed to speak with her later. Somehow. He had ideas, but they were rough outlines at best.
After a moment or two he stepped out with a good combination, black suit and pants, red and white striped tie and white shirt. Zacharie turned to the mirror to make sure his tie was neat and smiled a bit. “Simple, yet professional.”
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Gordon
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Post by Gordon on Sept 28, 2012 22:33:21 GMT -6
"I have to say I agree." Gordon stood casually with his hands in his pockets, having already changed out of his suit. He was holding onto the clothing articles. "I may purchase this then, so thank you. What are you going to do then?" He couldn't help but wonder about Fran as well at the moment.
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Post by ruthjims on Sept 29, 2012 6:14:58 GMT -6
While Fran was saying what she had to say, Ruth was still messing with her hair. Short, orange, and there wasn't much of it. Only a few inches near the front of her head. She wasn't sure how to take Fran's stammering. "Sweden. That's pretty cool."
Ruth was kinda fidgety now, feeling intimidated by such smart, foreign people. "Uhh, battles?" She started. "Well, I only just joined the industries and I've only been to one base before this. So I've only been in a few battles."
Ruth hated to admit this, but Fran was like the leader of the base and it's for the best to tell the truth to her at least. She can't even lie right now with the way Fran was acting. "Somethin' wrong?"
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Post by Franciska on Sept 29, 2012 16:12:42 GMT -6
"It's just..." How to put this delicately? "Your hair. It's...well it's odd." Tactful as ever. Her initial horror quickly morphed into fascination the more she looked at it. Fran almost wanted to ask if she could touch it. Well, almost. The more she spoke, the more interesting Ruth became. Right about now she was falling somewhere between potential girl friend and intriguing test subject. Of course, those distinctions weren't mutually exclusive either.
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Zacharie
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Post by Zacharie on Sept 29, 2012 16:37:03 GMT -6
“It’s nothing.” He remarked, admiring his suit choice one more time in the mirror. “I don’t know, to be honest. I might get this set, possibly.” The spy didn’t see anything that grabbed his attention beside what he was wearing at the moment. Zacharie felt a little mentally preoccupied by his plans for later. “I’ll change back and we can get going. I’m not going to keep you from your flannel shirts for too long.” He said, but in a less mocking tone than one would expect.
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Gordon
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Post by Gordon on Sept 29, 2012 16:50:57 GMT -6
"Hah." Gordon scoffed with a smirk. "Alright. Suit yourself." He held onto the suit set as he walked out of the dressing rooms and back into the men's department. He found some pants that looked like they would fit him, checking the sizes and the prices, waiting for Zacharie to come back out at the same time.
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Post by Eric on Sept 29, 2012 17:03:32 GMT -6
Several mens shirts were slung over Eric's arm when she entered the womens section of the store. She wasn't actually sure what she was doing over here, she hated all of this shit, yet she still wanted to look around. As she wondered through the racks of clothes, getting lost in her own thoughs, she didn't even notice the two women standing near by until she accidentally bumped into the shorter of the two."Oh, uh, sorry-" She froze as soon as she got a good look at who she had bumped into. The RED medic. Shit.
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Post by ruthjims on Sept 29, 2012 17:10:20 GMT -6
Ruth wasn't sure what to think. Her face contorted into confusion but the feeling didn't last long because her first instinct was to punch her right in Fran's foreign face. But she couldn't, Fran wears glasses.
"It's naturally red. I'm not gonna change it," Ruth replied to her team mate's observation. "Daddy's redheaded, too." She was all done picking out shirts and was pretty much ready to leave, but she wasn't finished with Fran.
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Zacharie
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Post by Zacharie on Sept 29, 2012 17:13:58 GMT -6
"Ha! I get it." Zacharie wagged a finger as he walked away. Wither or not Gordon meant that pun or not didn't matter, it still got a chuckle out of him. He made his way into the dressing room and changed into the tweed suit that he arrived in. Zacharie took the time to neatly place everything back on the hangar as he found it. He stood in front of the dressing room one more time holding the black suit. With a sigh and a shake of his head, he put it on the rack next to the rooms. Not today. But at least he could help Gordon find something, which was really just as good.
"Ready to move on?" He said as he walked up to Gordon.
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Post by Franciska on Sept 29, 2012 17:40:25 GMT -6
"Oh, that--" Fran stumbled forward as someone walked right into her. Grabbing at the closest thing she could reach, she nearly knocked a rack of clothes over before regaining her balance. "Excuse me--" Even if Fran made a wild, unfounded guess, she never would have suspected who she'd find behind her.
"Eric?"
Oh this was bad. Eyes shifting between the soldier and scout, Fran was instantly and painfully aware of any and every way this situation could go south. There were too many to count. There was damage control to be done here.
"I mean, hi there Eric! What uhhh...what brings you out here?" She said with a fabricated smile and a faux friendly slap on the back.
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Gordon
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Post by Gordon on Sept 29, 2012 17:43:23 GMT -6
"Yeah, I'm not thinking of buying anything other than this suit." Gordon said as he noticed that Zacharie had put the suit back. "You're not going to buy the suit then?"
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Post by Eric on Sept 29, 2012 17:45:41 GMT -6
Eric's look of surprise immediately shifted to a scowl as the peasant of a medic patted her on the back. She swatted the womans hand away and snapped, "Don't touch me, I'm not your fucking pal or shit."
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Zacharie
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Post by Zacharie on Sept 29, 2012 17:51:36 GMT -6
"Hm. No. I think I may have better luck at one of the stores down the way." Zacharie shrugged nonchalantly, glancing around the store a bit. "Should we go and see what our dear Medic is up to?" He asked nodding towards the direction of the Women's department.
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Post by ruthjims on Sept 29, 2012 18:03:01 GMT -6
Ruth was taken by surprise when the scout that ran into Fran. "Watch it, scout!" She wasn't too pleased to see that BLU team member she tried to blow to pieces.
Grabbing the scout by the scruff of her shirt. "What the hell're you doin here? Don't you have better things to do?" Ruth was trying not to scream but it was hard. Public places have so many rules.
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Gordon
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Post by Gordon on Sept 29, 2012 18:24:14 GMT -6
"Yeah." Gordon nodded. "Sure, let's go find Fran then." He began to walk towards the Women's department. He looked around to see if he could find her among the racks of clothing, with little success at first. However, he could hear the shouting of a woman from afar.
"Is that..... Ruth?" Gordon asked. He approached the voice and could see not only Ruth, but Fran and even Eric as well. Ruth had Eric by the scruff of her shirt and was yelling at her.
"Crap....." Gordon muttered.
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