9th ☆

[adropofjupiter]

[Phone - an advertisement]

Homecoming's this weekend, right? So I'm gonna assume most of the girls have already gotten yourselves dates or are just going with friends. I figure you've all got dresses or have that pony making 'em. But what about the other stuff? The whole pretty package just ain't quite right without the finishing touches, ze.

"Now, Marisa, what the hell are you talking about?"

I'm talking about nails. Sure, the polish stuff in this place kinda sucks, but with the right skill, amazing things can still be done with it. I happen to have this skill; I can even do designs. So, the morning of Homecoming, I'll be available at my house - 1125 Taylor - to do your nails if you want. It's first-come, first-serve. I ain't doing appointments and it ain't free. Just bring either cash or booze in exchange. It'll totally be worth it, ze.

Also, when I say I'm not taking anyone else, I'm done. I got my own date to get ready for, you know, and she's more important than any of you.


[Action - 340 Brady (open to all residents - backdated to last Friday)]

[It occurred to Marisa, that she should actually ask Patchouli to Homecoming instead of just assuming she'd go along. Especially since the odds were Patchouli didn't want to go anywhere near a dance. But Marisa wanted to see her all dressed up and it'd be romantic and fun and... Hell, Marisa wanted to show her gorgeous girlfriend off.

So, she let herself into 340 Brady like always, set her broom against the wall and went to see if there were any cookies in the kitchen. She'd put together a plate of them and make some tea. Then she'd head on up to Patchy's room to ask her.]

Comments

[phone]

[magicalove-paru.livejournal.com]

THAT IS INGENIUS!

Using homecoming to make money... brilliant!

Oh, and I might send someone your way.

[phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

This is totally my idea. You try to take it and I'll make your life miserable~

[phone]

[magicalove-paru.livejournal.com]

Hey hey, no worries there! Not getting into a copyright fight~!

Thinking more like~! Commissioning dresses.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-And Patchy is completely unsuspecting. She's lost in a book. Like always.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa lets herself into the room and sets the tray down.]

Whatcha reading, Beautiful?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Ah, Marisa...

I was reading Cinderella, of all things.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. I'm not in school anymore so I'm not going to bother. Sounds like a good excuse to kick all the kids out of my house though.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure Azaka's being made to go by her teacher anyways. Tell her I'll do her nails free of charge if she wants.

...I think the bird's considered too young, ze.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

No, she's going. Find her a date or something.

[Phone]

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

You still have me on your list, right?

[Phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

'Course I do, ze. You're one of the few I ain't gonna charge. [this time]

[Phone]

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Great! I'll see you on Friday morning, then!

action

[blue-frog-kuro.livejournal.com]

[ He will stop in the door to the kitchen and stare, petrified. Another new human. Why were there so many of them all the time? ]

action

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa glances up from her examination of the fridge's contents. Oh, hey... it's that undroned new kid.]

Yo.

Re: action

[blue-frog-kuro.livejournal.com]

[ Meep! It spoke! ]

H-h-hi..

[not_so_great_wall]

[ That broom? Totally being used to poke Marisa in the backside from the doorway. ] I know I said you're welcome to come over anytime, but you should still knock!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

H-Hey-- Stop that, ze. That broom's special.

[And she reaches over an raps her knuckles on the counter.]

There - knocked.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She brings the broom up to rest the handle over her shoulder, as if she was carrying a spear or something. ] The door, Marisa...

[ Then she blinks and looks at the end of the broom. ] It's not just an ordinary broom? I would think a hat was more special than this. [ Priorities; she has them. ]

[Phone]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

--what about nails?

[Flandre sounds...unusually nervous. She's leaning away from the phone a bit, as if something other than sound will come out of it at any moment.

She's thinking of carpentry nails, here.]

[Phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Fingernails, honey. I'm offering to paint fingernails with nail polish and make them match the girls' dresses and be pretty for Homecoming.

[Phone] ...typoes WHY D8

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

{Was she nervous? Nah, couldn't have been. You heard nothing.]

Oh! Ok--

[--wait]

Marisa can do that too? [...granted, Flandre is thinking of a much, much more complicated process.]

[phone]

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

Doing nails? Sounds like fun! Maybe I'll stop by.

[phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I hope so! I'm very good at what I do, ze.

[phone]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Nails?

[phone]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Look at your hands. Now picture your nails painted all pretty with designs to match your dress.