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Post by Nia Mckelleigh on Sept 16, 2014 13:50:34 GMT
"Uh, nah. I don't use anything like that. Some say that it's like being a cook without the special sauce, but eh... I guess I'll manage well. It'll look good. Promise." She was pretty sure that this would bomb harder than Surge in the war. Or well, she could probably make it look kinda decent if he would just stick to one plan. But she had this creeping feeling that he could change it up with one thought.
She shook these thoughts out from her head as she then motioned to the door, staring at it for a while with frustration before looking around. She noticed that there was a small working glove, apparently clean on a nearby table. She picked it up into her mouth before biting down on the door handle, the glove protecting her inner mouth from the germs as she then pulled back, opening the door.
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Post by Luka Kelekelio on Sept 18, 2014 14:37:42 GMT
Nodding to himself, he'd start to make his way to the door with this young lady. Although, what happened next just surprised him way too much. He could've opened the door for her, but no, she decided to be a strong, independent cripple who don't need no man. As she picked up the glove with her mouth to put it on the doorknob, he'd watch the convoluted process to open a door. He kinda felt sorry for her, but she didn't ask for any help, which certainly shows a lot of character. It's so different to see someone you'd think is helpless just helping themselves to whatever they want to do, like painting without arms.
Either way, the door was now open, walking out after her and closing the door behind him. Or, so he assumed was correct procedure, hoping he wasn't supposed to leave the door open while she was out of that room. Shaking off the thoughts, he looked around, wondering where the front counter was. "So uhh, how much is this all gonna cost?" Just preparing himself for the monetary payment of all this paint, he'd wait until she told him so he could move.
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Post by Nia Mckelleigh on Sept 18, 2014 14:43:24 GMT
"Maybe a few hundred? The seller here is a bit stingy with the prices." She sighed. "Guess I'll need to flash him again to get a discount."
After a while of awkward silence she coughed, snickering. "Just joking. I'll pay for it. Can use the paint for myself later if any can be used." She headed over to the counter, motioning to the seller with her head. He seemed to be already very well aware of her situation, nodding once as Nia then reached for her breast pocket, pulling out a credit card with her teeth as the seller then proceeded to swipe it, nodding once before shoving the card back into her pocket for her.
She then turned around, nodding to Luka. "There we go, that's paid for."
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