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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 16, 2009 19:19:22 GMT -5
Terrantia skipped into the little shop owned or ran by Lump. Terrantia was a very common customer here. The strange little she-cat got her fur dyed in crazy patterns and colors every time her fur began to get long and the dye would fade. She also usually got a new piercing to boot, she had up and down both sides of both ears pierced, Hoops at the bottom, and mini rings, and studs up and down both sides, one ear had an industrial bar across halfway up her ear she had her nose pierced on the side, and her lower lip. Technically her fur was black and white, but the black had been bleached so many times it was more of a dark gray, Her last dye job had been a medium plum color in vine like swirls with shocking red spots along it.
"heeeey Lump wassup? how is business this month Chica?" the hyper punk like she cat asked sitting down and blowing a chunk of fur out of her eyes. "So today, I obviously need my fur trimmed again, and then I was thinking about bleaching the should be black parts of my fur to a light gray just in swirls on the black, and doing gold swirls on my white legs, and chest...... ehh? sound cool? OH and i am going to get my eyebrow pierced! I have payment... I went to the Kitty-pets estates last night, and found some really bored rich toms, you would not BELIEVE how con-able they are.... seriously! i got five diamond rings, and some NICE purple silk from one just for a few flips, they really like the whole Gypsy thing and fall for it SO easily...." The bouncy little 22 or so moon old she-cat had been Nicknamed Rant for her ability to go off on a tangent and talk for hours, LOUDLY, she could also be extremely persuasive if she wanted to be. She stopped talking to look at Lump and wait for her answer.
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 16, 2009 21:48:27 GMT -5
((Chica? Is she punk or chuke?))
"A trim, black to gray, gold on white? Got it." The cream ten-moon-old squeezed up out from under a crack between the bottom of a huge machine and the floor.
Her fur was slick and sticky with oil from God-only-knows-what-type-of-machine. She rubbed her oily paws in soap and water that lay in a puddle in one of the cat-height sinks and picked a steel-and-emerald brow ring from the rack.
"This one okay?" While she waited for an answer, the multi-tasker pulled the bleaching chemical from the shelf along with the light gray and the shimmering gold.
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 17, 2009 21:51:12 GMT -5
Rant glanced it over quickly. "Perfect!" she purred with a grin. "So, how has life been?" since her questions hadn't been answered she rephrased them. She was almost sitting still, her ears flicked, with the slightest clink of metal on metal as they moved, and her tail was twitching. From her tail hung the bag that held her newest things with which to pay. "How much will this one cost?" she asked
(No, she is Terrantiia, based off my older sister Bam.. XD Punk, emo, Scene, goth, Chuke, Prep, Jock, depending on the day ^^ she changes style so much I rarely follow completely, two days ago she had red hair, now it is platinum blond streaked with blue and black in the back which she spikes, and my favorite hair of hers was purple under neath, dirty blond and red on the top. and yeaaaah)
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 17, 2009 23:09:14 GMT -5
"Mmm life's wierd right now. I-" She seemed like she was about to say something else, but stopped and scanned the label on the bottle she was unscrewing.
"Would you rather have darker or paler gold? And since the gold is made of --shocker here-- gold, it's going to be pretty expensive. What have you got to trade?" She opened the ammonia-smelling bleach and dipped in a paintbrush which she held gingerly between two toes in her left paw, almost the way twolegs hold pencils. She began swirling exotic island-type patterns down Terrantia's chest, brusquely pushing her up, down and side ways whenever a better view was nessecary. She moved on to her front legs when she finished her chest...
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 20, 2009 20:05:57 GMT -5
"Let's see... today I earned a diamond necklace, two ruby earrings... gems are legit.... and a solid gold bracelet.... and I caught an albino rabbit, with really nice fur... that's across the street at my little hovelly home... and I can dig through my stuff if I need more..." she flicked one well jeweled ear... it clinked slightly as earrings tapped each other.
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 22, 2009 20:37:03 GMT -5
"Diamond necklace? What's it like? I mean clarity and what not." Usually when she traded her services for jewelry, Lump tried to get raw metal and gems to design her own stuff. But when she came across a piece with valuable gems, it was always worth it to break it down and use the little parts...
When she finished the bleaching patterns, she turned on the corner shower and let it run for a few minutes so that Terrantia's fur could bleach appropriately...
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 25, 2009 0:07:08 GMT -5
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 25, 2009 22:50:15 GMT -5
"d**n. I'll take the necklace." Her eyes flickered over everything else but didnt rest on any one piece for long. She picked it up and put it into a seemingly random drawer which she promptly locked.
"Now get in the shower and rub the stuff off. You know how." Lump was tapping the white dye bottle as if to see if there was enough for the entire process.
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 28, 2009 14:05:46 GMT -5
"Sweet." Rant trotted over to the shower and stepped in rubbing it all off her fur, till it was all off and then stepped out shaking off her fur in the edge of the shower, it fluffed only slightly from being wet....
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 28, 2009 17:34:49 GMT -5
Lump tossed a towel to Terrantia, then asked,
"Whatever happened to that sister of yours?" After Terrantia was dry, Lump began rubbing the black dye onto her gray fur in big thick globs while the other cat talked.
Then between the black dye and the natural white fur, Lump improved a bit and slathered some tone-changing gray.
She began carefully applying the gold...
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Feb 28, 2009 18:37:20 GMT -5
"Ummm.. you mean Savarifi?" she asked "Uhh.. i think she pretty much conquered the caverns, and is working towards taking over the alley rogues, I dunno, I haven't visited her in a LOOONG time..... I need to do that sometime." she shrugged. "She is also considering how to peacefully take control of the ShadowedDoom situation, that whole deal had her upset the last time I saw her.... it totally goes against the whole peaceful nation she was so focused on..." Terrantia shrugged just barely, trying to hold still and not screw up Lump's work.
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Post by Willowishness on Feb 28, 2009 21:47:39 GMT -5
Lump paused,
In her mind's eye, she could see a gray and white tom as well as if he were standing in front of her. He had a powerful build and light blue eyes; he wore gold battle claws. The room around her became rolling moors. Around him were a cluster of valiant looking Rogues. Savarifi was amongst them.
Then the vision faded to be replaced by a mix-matched violet/green eyed cat of nine moons with brown and black patched fur. The cat smiled at Lump and the vision broke.
Lump resumed drawing with the gold dye.
"Shower time again," She mewed absent mindedly, nosing Terrantia towards the shower area.
"And hold up. Close your eyes." Lump but a bit of gold dye on Terrantia's eye lids, then pushed her into the shower.
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 1, 2009 12:42:14 GMT -5
Terrantia obeyed automatically. "So anything really interesting happen to you since I last saw you? a tom maybe? or a family visit? or.... a weird customer?" Terrantia had an addiction to gossip....
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 1, 2009 13:58:26 GMT -5
Family visit? Psh. What family?
And toms? Lets not talk about that... >.>
"Define 'odd customers'." Lump had loads of wierd cats coming to her for piercings, tatoos, dyes, and claw cases. Her crowd consisted mostly of Gypsies and Rogues, but sometimes she worked on Loners and even the occasional runaway clan apprentice.
She dried Terrantia off and pulled out dangerous looking sissors.
"Sit, please." She meowed around her mouthful of steel. She operated the sissors in an odd way, holding one side with her mouth and the other with her left paw. Lump was ambidextrous.
She clipped off the odd looking patches of too-long fur and then told her to stand under a wind-blower machine thing.
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 1, 2009 14:30:49 GMT -5
"I dunno, someone who sticks out from all the rest.. a ne customer? a clan cat? someone you don't know? somebody with a good story?" Terrantiia stood under the drier, her ears blown flat by it as it pushed her fur every which way to dry...
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 1, 2009 14:53:37 GMT -5
"Well just recently I had a cat come all the way from CelestialClan to have his claws cased." Lump chuckled softly. The cat must have been pretty interesting for Lump to bring him or her up and laugh at the memory.
"And..." Lump paused, a sly smile on her face,
"Guess who else came here last week for a complete change? I'll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone. No, I'll tell you if you give me half the pay you get from anyone willing to pay you for the info." Complete changes were for cats who wanted to have an entirely new look so that no cat could recognise them. Fur dyed, permanent eye contacts, and fur cut in a new style. Any distinguishing scars were treated with Lump's mystery aloe gel which made them much less visible. Anything distinguishing about the cat was changed so that no one would recognise them.
Cats who wanted a complete change were usually ones with a high bounty on their heads or who were being hunted by a powerful assassin.
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 1, 2009 15:06:46 GMT -5
"Hmmm..." Terrantia thought it through "Agreed." she held out a paw to 'shake' on it, except it was more of a tap than shake since the lack of opposable thumbs made shaking hands hard. Complete changes were rare, Terrantia knew that, and whoever it was had to have a LOT of 'cash' on hand, and never did it without a really good reason....
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 1, 2009 15:14:13 GMT -5
Lump leaned forward and lowered her voice so that no passerby or listen-in could hear her,
"Axle and Eve." She smiled in a curiously dark way.
"I'd never seen them for myself because they were supposedly crushed in that rockslide before I was born but I swear to God, these cats couldnt be anyone else. And what other pair of cats would have the dough to pay for two complete changes?" If Lump was right, Axle would be edging on 70 moons and Eve would be 25 or so.
And she couldnt be right. Because Savarifi had seen Eve's body herself. Maybe Axle had survived; no one had seen HIS body. But Eve?...
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 1, 2009 15:17:45 GMT -5
Terrantia leaned back with a whistle. "Really... wow.. they were supposed to be dead! Savarifi saw them die herself!!! daaang." she whispered her eyes wide. "that is INTENSE!" her tail flicked. "So.. about my new piercing..." so easily side tracked >.<
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 1, 2009 15:26:15 GMT -5
Lump let out a tiny mew-yawn. She must have stayed up late last night or something.
"Killer pierce machine is over here." She led Terrantia over to the gun.
"I've already cleaned it since it was last used," She moved the stabber-needle over to Terrantia's lower lip and inserted the emerald lip ring into the machine.
"Lower lip, yes?"
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 1, 2009 15:50:08 GMT -5
Terrantia laughed. "You need a nap... I got my lower lip pierced last time..." Terrantia showed lump the stud as proof. "It was eyebrow this time." she told her with a friendly smile and chuckle
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 1, 2009 16:03:15 GMT -5
"Right." Lump blinked hard. Messing up on a piercing would be bad. If she aimed wrong...
She moved the gun upwards.
"Dont move."
There was a quick chich-uh sound and a little sting on Terrantia's brow, then the piercing was there and looking pretty nice, if Lump didnt say so herself.
She wheeled the mirror in front of Terrantia.
Her fur was a soft combination of black and white which poured into each other smoothly like milk and ink mixing. The gray Lump had added was hard to see, it seemed to be the white and black fur coming together instead of a completely different color. Gold symbols spiraled across the she-cat's fur, giving her an exotic gypsy look, which was what most Gypsy girls aimed for.
"Good enough?"
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 5, 2009 20:10:04 GMT -5
Terrantia examined herself spinning around and looking herself up and down. "PERFECT!" she purred smiling at Lump. "You are a master at this Lump.. you really are... so what else do I owe you other than the diamond necklace I gave you." she used her tail and scooped the bracelet and earrings into her pouch and picked it up by the strings on her tail.
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Post by Willowishness on Mar 5, 2009 21:43:42 GMT -5
"The necklace covers everything." Lump meowed, raising a back paw to scratch at her ripped left ear vigrously. It was amazing that she even had the space to fit her one heavy gold hoop; the ear was really shredded, like if some cat with razor claws had batted it over and over till it looked like a three pronged comb. But of course the right ear was worse; it was like a five pronged comb. She didnt even have any earrings on that one...
"Just go enjoy yourself. The sun's going down now; the dance'll be starting in a sec. And I've gotta close up shop. I'll go with you if you give me a few(minutes)."
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Post by ~*Demon*~ on Mar 5, 2009 22:06:34 GMT -5
"I'm good with waiting, the toms can just bloody wait for a show, or deal with the early birds." she laughed slightly, she could get a little full of herself times, but in general made a good friend for anyone. she exited and crossed the street to drop off her newest pouch contents into her little hovel in which she stored her stuff, slept at night, and had friends over.... then came back to wait outside Lump's shop for Lump.
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