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New Amsterdam: A New World (pt2.2)

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Title: A New World (pt2.2)
Number: 117
Date: Jul 15, 2008 at 11:43 PM
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Azul Morag – Jul 15, 2008 at 11:43 PM

[bg=#0e1938][padding=10px][so=#67708c][bg=#202d54]NEW AMSTERDAM: A NEW WORLD[/bg][/so][/padding][/bg]

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

After Dr. Fahrenheit was FINALLY gone, Alphonse returned to his Sanctum… Well, that was very much what his private studio was for him. He did worry about the strange woman, but he just he sat down on his stool and stared at all the sketches for wedding gowns he had frantically drawn in the morning. He didn’t like them; they looked like costumes! Which reminded him of Cheyanne’s strange garments. He reached for the bag with her clothes Marie had brought him. She told him she had to wash some of the garments.

“Well, for a little distraction…” He pulled out the shirt. The fabric was unlike anything he had seen before; silky but porous and it somehow didn’t seem natural. The buttons were some sort of… It wasn’t glass. What were they exactly made of? Alphonse pulled out a triangular-esque thing open on top with two large holes. It took him a while to figure out what that was.

“…” Alphonse was scandalized! How indecorous! After the first shock, he held the thing by a corner and shook it. It was very light and… elastic. Actually, the elasticity was fascinating. He examined the weaving of the extraordinarily elastic lace at the top, and decided it wasn’t the weaving, but the material itself. Like rubber. Maybe it was rubber? He used the strange thing to shoot a few paper balls across the room, but that didn’t go well. He tried using it as a honda with empty thread bobbins for pebbles, and it actually worked!

Alba was staring at him, blinking her owlish eyes. She guessed she could chase after those things he was shooting, so she snatched one out of the air and landed with her booty on a perch with a short shriek. Alphonse took the bobbin back from her.

“Yes, it’s interesting… I wonder what is this made of at all!” [/dotted]

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Divinatas – Jul 16, 2008 at 8:16 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne slept. And slept! And slept some more! When it was time to take her medicine and someone shook her awake, she took it without complaint. In fact, she didn’t complain or talk about anything! Cheyanne just drank the Doctor prescribed medication and curled up in bed again. No crying or moaning, just occasional sniffles and a cough or two. No crazy talk about her purse, or asking for a job to do. Nor trying to escape or insisting to be elsewhere. Cheyanne had decided that it was no use. She would just stay in bed like she was told, take her medicine like she was told, and when she was better, then she’d just do whatever she was told. Then they wouldn’t call that Doctor back and have her committed in a funny house, or call her a thief and get her arrested, or throw her outside to fend for herself.

Cheyanne slept!

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Azul Morag – Jul 16, 2008 at 3:40 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie was worried about Cheyanne, but since Cheyanne was actually cooperating, she guessed that meant Cheyanne was healing from her cold. Mr. Daupre was already better and he kept everyone very busy preparing the dresses and suits for a whole wedding court, plus the bride’s trousseau. The younger seamstresses were working on the bride’s linens and other household details that the bride’s mother was going to give the bride along with family heirlooms, as it was custom. The tailor apprentices were intensely working and Alphonse was supervising every single staff all the time. In fact, he supervised Cheyanne, too (maybe out of habit to supervise everyone or just hysteria). He allowed Marie to embroider in the bedroom so that she could keep an eye on Cheyanne; Mrs. Keane had told him Cheyanne had been seen wandering the halls practically naked, and after seen her former clothes in detail he had guessed maybe her sense of decor was sligthly different. Marie dicretely tried to change his impression but he was so focused on the wedding party commission she doubted he had even heard her!

“You will need to get up some day,” Marie said giving a pat on the bulk of Cheyanne under the covers. A mew informed her Lady Keen was also in there, somewhere. Marie sighed.

“She nibbles on toes,” she warned Cheyanne.
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Divinatas – Jul 16, 2008 at 11:45 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne had an arm curled around Lady Keen, lightly stroking her head and ears. If her toes were nibbled, that wouldn’t be too horrible. She would be the crazy woman that had no toes. Her nephews would probably think that was hilarious!

“When I’m better and have a job to do, I will get up and do it.” mumbled Cheyanne from under the mound of covers. At least Lady Keen was a comfort, she was soft, warm, and would purr until Cheyanne’s hand stopped moving.

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 12:05 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie shook her head. “If you are well, you should find something useful to do in the Maison by yourself. I don’t know what exactly did you say to the Master, but he’s hurt… or offended, it’s hard to tell. What I mean is, you will have to prod him to get work! I don’t suggest prodding Mrs. Keane, she’s kind of stiff. When this bridal commission is over, he’ll be tired and dizzy, and it’ll be easier to convince him of things.”

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Divinatas – Jul 17, 2008 at 12:16 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne’s hand paused over Lady Keen’s head. That was a horrible idea. He hated her, and saying she was sorry and trying to be a useful worker didn’t make a difference. So what if was was offended, he had offended her too and no one cared about that! She was held hostage by his owl!

Sitting up slowly and pushing the covers away, Cheyanne moved to get out of bed. “I’ll get dressed and ask him now, if that’s what I’m supposed to do.” He was only going to say he was busy and shoo her away, and she’ll have to go… pull weeds out of the lawn or help Lady Keen chase mice. Cheyanne will be the weed pulling mouse girl.

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 12:21 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie almost smiled. “You don’t have to go right now, just think about what will you tell him! The best moment to go will be when the commission for the wedding is done and over. Besides, you need to walk around a little and brush your hair… it’s taken the shape of the pillow. He’s too busy and a bit hysterical, supervising everyone. I don’t think he’s eaten, but he could have trouble if he eats and Alba hasn’t been fed!”

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[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Just on cue, Alphonse appeared on the door with Alba on his shoulder. They had the same unhappy expression, and they eyed them just in the same way.

“I beg your pardon? I -did- eat and so did Alba! Did you finish your embroidery? What is she doing out of bed? And the cat, are there mice upstairs?!”

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Divinatas – Jul 17, 2008 at 12:36 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne had her hands on her head trying to smooth out her hair when Mr. Daupre and Alba walked through the door. He was already cranky, but Marie said she had to ask him for a job, and Cheyanne would have preferred to get it over again than dred it for days.

“Mr. Daupre, I am well enough to work now. I did say I would be your model, but if you preferred I could babysit Alba, or wash dishes, or chase mice with Lady Keen and pluck weeds out of the lawn.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 1:00 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse gave a startled stare. He opened his mouth to give a piece of his mind about how she doubted his skills and even called him crazy, when mice-chasing and weed-plucking surprised him so much he just stared at her for a few seconds. He frowned.

“I never said you would have to chase mice or pluck weeds!” He stared accusingly. “I am not -that- evil, you know! I…” Alphonse blinked. “I don’t know what you could do. What are your skills?”

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Divinatas – Jul 17, 2008 at 1:10 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne hadn’t expected him to ask her credentials and actually consider her for something! She chewed on her bottom lip trying to quickly put together a mental resume of things that would actually be useful in a place like this. “I’m trained as a secretary but you already have one. I could take messages, or serve coffee and chit chat with clients while they wait. I’ve got great penmanship for taking notes. I could could write descriptions and articles about your designs for magazines, newspapers or zines. Or you can dress me up and I’ll stand outside on a busy street looking pretty and when I’m complimented I’ll say ‘Why thank you! This is one of Mr. Daupre’s dresses, isn’t it beautiful!’ and twirl a lacy parasol.”

Maybe she rambled on more than she needed to… but that last idea actually sounded like a lot of fun. It’s a shame he didn’t intend to have her model for him anymore.

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 1:25 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse blinked. Alba made that strange cooing sound again, but he ignored her.

“You are from somewhere else; I do not know from where, but somewhere quite different,” he said. “I would have to test your abilities, and the way you speak. I was examining your clothes I bought,” he added. “I can’t tell what some of the fabrics are. That is alarming enough. You may think I am insane, but you are lucky I am not. When the bridal commission is done and delivered, I will test your abilities and I will figure out what you could do. As for modeling on the streets… That is interesting, but random and tiring. Besides, my brand is too expensive for the average citizen that actually walks… but the idea is interesting and I will consider it.”

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Divinatas – Jul 17, 2008 at 8:13 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Encouraged that he was willing to test her credentials and even considered her idea, even if it wasn’t feasible, she attempted to be more persistent!

“I could help with the bridal commissions? To try on things so you can see them on a person, or even just to fetch things for you, or relay messages in the house, or organize ribbons and threads and fabrics. My clothes were mostly a polyester mix, but I guess you wouldn’t have a lot of that here.. but oh! I could show you what my sister’s wedding dress looked like, since you are interested in clothes! I’m not very good at drawing, but I could maybe sketch the outline. She tried on a million of them before she found the right one.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 5:32 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse just watched like a hawk as Cheyanne spoke. Her words informed him of a few things: Since she had said she worked as a receptionist it was unlikely she was rich, but her sister tried many finished dresses for her wedding. That and the nature of the stitches in her clothing, plus her suggestions about street advertising warned Alphonse of something: wherever Cheyanne came from, designer clothing was not only obsolete, but mass-produced. It smelled of industrial clothing, and far beyond small factories if they had even bridal sets! Polyester? Alphonse had never heard that fiber name before. It wasn’t a flower name, nor a vegetable fiber name he knew. It wasn’t animal, either. What in hell was it?

Alphonse watched her from head to toes again. She wasn’t corset-trained and she had been wearing those strange garments she came with. Where did women wear such scant clothing? These clothes she came with were too complicated to be from Indochina or Africa, where clothing was lighter and mostly linen and cotton. Silk. He couldn’t recall seeing anything similar before. However, the engineering of the garments, cut and function spoke of design. Maybe mass-produced, but design. Stressed out as he was to finish the bridal commission on time, he imagined a very dark country with a worse off problem of child-slaves in factories and underpaid designers slaving away in the hollow belly of a smoke-belching factory.

Alphonse paled a little.

“Are you aware that industry enslaves orphaned children and poor children?” He asked. “Factory-produced clothes may be cheaper, but clothes by their worth feed families and send their children to school… I think you ought to think about that!”

Since Marie oddily eyed him, Alphonse abruptly realized his imagination was running away with him. He folded his arms, causing Alba to flap a little.

“Anyway… I will talk to you later. I am busy and there is a lot to do… and you need to get dressed. Miss Lawrence! Did you finish or did you not?”
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Divinatas – Jul 17, 2008 at 9:12 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“There’s laws against child and slave labor. And least in my country. Even the top designer labels are done in factories, handmade items are pretty rare now.” Cheyanne imagined if he saw her city that Mr. Daupre might’ve died from a heart attack. New York was painfully complicated in the modern age. But then, doctors were more professional didn’t attack you with leeches.

He told her to get dressed, so Cheyanne was already scooting away to find her clothes. Then she realized he was still there, and opted to grab a hairbrush to brush her hair instead!

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Azul Morag – Jul 17, 2008 at 9:31 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie tried her best to keep herself from smiling (or else she could get fired from the Master’s expression!)

“I am done with the embroidery, Master Daupre. Here it is, sir.” She handed over a folded cloth.

” I will assist Cheyanne dressing, if you don’t mind.”
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[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse checked the embroidery. “What country is that supposed to be?” He distractely asked. He frowned a bit at the mention of dressing and assistance but moved back, as he had not passed the threshold into the room. “Don’t leave the cat locked in here! Where is Peter? And you didn’t answer my question!”

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Divinatas – Jul 18, 2008 at 7:27 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“The United States of America!” she said quickly! “I live in New York, New York. I’m not really sure why they decided to name the state after the city, but it was originally called New Amsterdam in the 1600s and I..” Cheyanne realized they were looking at her funny again. “thought it was a weird coincidence…” she finished.

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Azul Morag – Jul 18, 2008 at 11:05 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse stared, briefly. “Is she still taking laudanum?” He asked Marie with a raised eyebrow. Marie began closing the door.

“She will be dressed and ready, shortly!” Marie said, firmly. “Don’t worry, Master Daupre.”

Alba shrieked a bit. Alphonse had an outraged expression, but he moved from the door and Marie closed it, leaving him outside. Alba vigorously shook her tail. Alphonse scoffed.

“I am too busy to be here anyway!” He said before leaving.

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Divinatas – Jul 19, 2008 at 6:44 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“You shouldn’t have shut the door in his face, he’s going to be furious.” Cheyanne said, having finished brushing through her hair and sparing herself the disaster of looking like a puffy-headed weirdo.

Now that Mr. Daupre was gone, Cheyanne was hunting for her clothes and fussing to change. She still hadn’t gotten used to all these different layers and weird bits and pieces. It sure was a lot of trouble just to get dressed. “A lot of cities had had the same names or changed their names, I didn’t think it was that strange? Well, I guess maybe the calendar year being different is weird. I mean, I think this city and it’s customs are odd, but only because it’s all so old fashioned rather than just being totally unique!” It seemed now that Mr. Daupre was going to work with her, Cheyanne’s mood had perked right up again!

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Azul Morag – Jul 19, 2008 at 11:13 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie gave a delicate snort.

“When he’s trying to be everywhere at the same time, sometimes it’s necessary to help him to get moving,” Marie said. She ‘helped’ Cheyanne with her corset. Pulling the laces like a professional, she added, “you shouldn’t worry about him; I am sure he will see you later and give you work.”

“What is all that chatter about a New York city and things being old fashioned in New Amsterdam? This is one of the best cities for fashion designers, and well… I have yet to see old-fashioned people around! And…” Marie tied the laces.

“Do you mean women show off their legs in your city? The Master told me that you were wearing seemed to be an outfit and not petticoats…”

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Divinatas – Jul 20, 2008 at 7:44 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Dutifully, Cheyanne took her corset torture like a woman. She was going to really have to try and not get worked up about anything for fear she’ll lose her breath again and end up passed out on the floor! “Well, yeah. It’s a work suit. A blouse and skirt. Of course, I ended up caught in the rain before I boarded the train, and clothes like that really shouldn’t be drenched in water, so it looked really bad.” She braced a hand at her ribs… Talking too fast was a bad idea too! So she tried to pace her words also!

“Things here are conservative compared to my city. Really, really conservative. New Yorkers hardly even had manners anymore. But clothing and style is still incredibly important. I love fashion even if I couldn’t always afford the top designers, and I wanted to work at a fashion magazine so much. They always knew what the next up and coming styles would be for the seasons. I would have been thrilled to be the columnist that went to all the fashion shows to do the reviews. After college I got a starter job at a magazine and wanted to work my way up, like most people do… but… I never got the promotions.” Cheyanne sighed. Not only was she skipped over, but she never had the guts to really demand the consideration either. It was probably her own fault.

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Azul Morag – Jul 20, 2008 at 7:46 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie thought all that sounded very strange (and kind of heathenish!) but she guessed she could find out more things in time. Cheyanne was nice and agreeable, but Marie still could not make head or toes about where did she come from, and why exactly was she here, if she was lost or not… Things like that. Marie eyed Cheyanne trying to breathe. She tried, but she could stifle a bit of laughter!

“You don’t have to hold your breath like that; this is a Straight Front corset! See, it doesn’t press against your stomach…” She patted Cheyanne’s stomach a bit. “See? You can breathe and eat wearing that, comfortably.”

“By the way, the Master has reproduced your garments. He made some changes, but he dressed a mannequin with his version of your clothes. The only thing he couldn’t do was the…” She laughed. “Excuse me, but we call them, ‘the loincloth without the cloth’ – what exactly are those?! They are not bloomers or anything… The fabric expands but the Master hasn’t found out what it is in detail. He tried some honeycomb expanding stitch work, but those looked like the pantaloons of a court jester! I think he didn’t even finish them.”

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Divinatas – Jul 23, 2008 at 1:53 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne still wasn’t too sure she’d be able to breathe later, but relaxed a small bit. She glanced over her shoulder at Marie, curiously. “A reproduction of my suit already?” That was pretty impressive, especially since things were all done by hand here!

“Those are underwear. Ladies panties! My suit though isn’t bad at all when it’s dry, though. I got caught in the ran before I boarded the train and designer clothes usually have to be dry cleaned. ..Do you think I can take a peek at the suit?”

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Azul Morag – Jul 23, 2008 at 11:45 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie blinked.

“Do you mean, there are ones for men, too?” She shook her head. “Is it some sort of ordinance in your city, some kind of dressing code?” She was half amused, half scandalized, but she was curious. “I guess there is a reason for… hm. It’s very strange…!”

“Well. If you want to see the suit he made, I guess we could sneak upstairs when he’s busy! Anyway, his living room may need some dusting!” Marie winked with a mischievous grin!

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Divinatas – Jul 28, 2008 at 3:16 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“Of course they do. Well.. Not all of them do, men have their own styles, and it’s not required some people don’t wear any at all.” Cheyanne replied, and then realized that was probably even more scandalous than slimpy panties! “But those people are usually pretty naughty to begin with!”

Quickly changing the subject, Cheyanne smiled wide at the idea of peeking at the outfit design. “We’re not going to get any trouble for taking a look are we? Even if we’re dusting? I Really don’t want to get in any more trouble with Mr. Daupre.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 28, 2008 at 5:54 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie blinked and readily agreed to change the subject.

“Well, he might get annoyed,” she said, “but he doesn’t have to know. Besides if he appears, Alba would be with him and she likes you! Let’s go quickly.”

Marie took a hold of Cheyanne’s wrist and pulled her along with a grin! They had to hide in corners a couple of times and rush up the stairs, but soon they got to the attic where the Master lives. The door was not locked. Marie produced a broom and dusting pan from a cupboard, and a feathered duster.

“Just in case,” she said.

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Divinatas – Jul 28, 2008 at 6:05 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne took the feather duster, amused with how old fashioned and natural the feathers were. She did like this look so much better than the ones people would get at the store with those hot pink or lime green dyed feathers and those plastic handles! This one sort of made dusting seem elegant and fancy!

Inside Mr. Daupre’s suite, Cheyanne made sure to look like she was sincerely dusting as Marie made sure no one was around or saw them. Then she turned around and spotted.. her suit! Well, not exactly her suit, it was an entire redesign! “Oh wow! This is so chic!”

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Azul Morag – Jul 28, 2008 at 6:19 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie leaned against the door and giggled behind her hand. “He was so stressed he made a hobby out of your suit these last days you’ve been sick and we’ve been working on the bridal assignment! He made some changes, as you see… like the neck design and the lines if the sleeves; he made that skirt short as yours, but he also made this other long one…”

She lifted a matching skirt from a chair; it was long with a mermaid-like curve that made it tighter at the knees and wider below, with a slight “tail” forming a soft wave.

“All the suit is lined, for shaping… The shirt inside is almost the same as yours, but he changed the neck and made it more fitted… See this small embroidered lily? He made it. The lily is part of his signature. Well, actually he made almost everything himself, including cutting and sewing. Generally, the assistants just follow his instructions… but not everyone has seen this suit.”

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Divinatas – Jul 28, 2008 at 6:36 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“It’s brilliant!” she said, sticking the duster in her waistband so her hands were free! Cheyanne brushed her fingers along the collar… the fabric was just right! It would be light and comfortable! “In just a few days even? The design is exquisite! It’s modern and sleek but a classic style… It would never go out of fashion! A hundred years and it would still look beautiful!”

“And the pieces as separates, it’s genius! The long skirt would be elegant for dinners or parties, and the short skirt perfect for going to work or meetings. And the color…!” Cheyanne hopped and clapped her hands! “It’s subtle and could be mixed with any other shirts and accessories! Oh, Marie! I really love this!”

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Azul Morag – Jul 28, 2008 at 7:00 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie beamed proudly! “I am happy you like it! He’s not got much sleep as of lately, but he relaxed a little making this suit.” She held up the long skirt. “He used your measurements, too! We should ask him to let you try it on sometime!”
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[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

The girls had not seen him, but Alphonse had appeared on the threshold as soon as Marie moved away from it to take the skirt from the chair. He had been perplexed by the weight on his door (which was Marie’s) and had simply given it a mild push when she moved away from it… He was holding the door knob, watching them. His eyeglasses slid down his nose; his eyes opened wide and he forgot to bicker as blush crept over his face, making it quite obvious he had heard their comments. On his shoulder, Alba smugly fluffed up till she looked like a ball of feathers with eyes and a barely visible beak and kept silent.

Alphonse swallowed and felt the impulse to flee. It was very strange, he hadn’t felt uneasy at people studying his work since he was a teenager! He mentally chided himself, but that didn’t make his blush recede any. Hoping not to be seen, he took a slow step back…

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Divinatas – Jul 28, 2008 at 7:09 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“Do you think he’ll let me? He doesn’t really like me at al- Mr. Daupre!” Cheyanne said, just barely catching the man at the door out of the corner of her eye! She stepped away from the suit quickly, pulling the duster out of her waistband. But it was fairly obvious from the look on her face that she was caught red handed gabbing on with Marie about something they were probably going to be in a world of trouble for!

“I- we were just- Oh boy.” she stammered. Looking at Marie for help!

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Azul Morag – Jul 28, 2008 at 7:28 PM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie had been startled as well, but she did realize the Master was… he was… he was blushing! Even in the shade of the door, it was rather obvious he was not red with anger, but rather he was flustered like a schoolboy – that was so cute! She almost squealed but her prudence quickly took over.

“Master Daupre… yes, we came here to dust your room, it hasn’t been dusted in days and well… it’s impossible to ignore this suit! Begging your forgiveness, Master,” she added, cautiously. “It is very nice.”

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[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse eyed them the best he could manage, but he somehow couldn’t muster his usually scary glaring. Alba simply shook her tail, looking smug. Alphonse opened his mouth to speak, but he hesitated and had to start over.

“Well… I guess the room does need some dusting… but the suit is fine as it is…” He blushed furiously. “I mean… Well, I made it, didn’t I? I did try to make it right…” He added, almost desperately. “Anyway, if you already saw it, you can dust… around it. Because the room is dusty, but the suit hadn’t got any dust yet.”

Alphonse stopped.

“Do you really want to try it on?” He asked Cheyanne. “I didn’t finish your underwear!”

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Divinatas – Jul 28, 2008 at 7:36 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Can I try it on?” Cheyanne asked, unable to hide that delighted look on her face, even if at the mention of her underwear (and knowing Marie said his version was a disaster!) had her turning red. It was probably better he didn’t finish those!

“Well, no one would see the underwear anyway… But I would really love to try it. It is the most gorgeous dress!”

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 2:56 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse was astounded for some very long seconds – did she mean the underwear was not necessary?! She said again she found the dress gorgeous and Alphonse got even more nervous than before!

“But you have to wear… Marie! She needs underwear and I didn’t finish it!”
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[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie had to call upon all her self-control powers to keep from smirking. With a very straight face, she placidly said, “The slim bloomers would do nicely, Master Daupre. Those are best for fitted clothing…”
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[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse blinked.

“Oh… that is true,” he said. “The Straight Front will do fine, too… I…” He blinked. “I… made one of those wired pieces she was wearing, but the corset makes the silhouette more defined. I guess you can get her into the dress.”
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[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie beamed. “Yes, Master! Please wait in the other room!” She practically hushed him into his Studio and closed the door behind him. She turned to Cheyanne. “Now we can get you dressed up!”[/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 3:48 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Once Mr. Daupre was out of the room, Cheyanne set aside the feather duster and was quickly trying to get herself out of her current clothes. She was clearly way too excited to even manage to unbutton her own clothes! “I can’t wait to see how it feels, Marie! And maybe to put my hair up in a French Roll, or no! Down and over my shoulder in a twist, that would look really pretty, don’t you think?”

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 3:58 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie helped Cheyanne out of her clothes and offered a change of bloomers into a slimmer, plain pair of bloomers without ruffles or laces on them. “These won’t show under any clothing! We’ll have to untie the corset and fit it again after you change into this pair of bloomers.” She quickly and efficiently helped Cheyanne change and finally slipped the shirt and the suit on her.

“I don’t know about those shoes… We need to do your hair!” She beamed. “Yes, a French twist would be lovely and show off your neckline quite nicely!”

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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 4:33 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“I could wear my shoes… or maybe something in black with buttons?” Cheyanne was smoothing her hands over the skirt, admiring the fit in a tall mirror! The fit was perfect, like it was designed just for her body. “I don’t even look like myself!” Cheyanne exclaimed. Well, she did look like herself, but…better! It was amazing how a nice outfit could instantly boost someone’s mood. That was just the reason why she loved fashion so much!

Cheyanne made a dramatic showing of walking like an elegant lady as she made a slow twirl in the dress and sat down in a chair so Marie could reach her hair. She was smiling like a giddy teenager.

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 4:49 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie was beaming. She opened a cupboard and got a little box with hairbrushes and hair pins used for models and visitors. Marie began brushing Cheyanne’s hair and skillfully putting it up and into a French twist.

“Why did you cut your hair? If it were longer it’d be easier to put up…” She brushed and secured the twist with pins and a pretty needle with pearls. “See how you look now!”

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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 5:07 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“It used to be so much longer, but I don’t have anyone to help me back at home. It was easier to keep it not too much farther than my shoulders so I didn’t have to fight with it every morning!” Cheyanne was up and out of the chair to see her reflection. Blinking, she slowly turned. “Wow…! Just like Audrey Hepburn! My sister would be so jealous.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 5:22 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie was grinning. “Who is Audrey Hepburn?” She asked. “Do you have a sister?” Marie hovered over Cheyanne fixing every possible detail. “Is she older than you? I have a few sisters, but they all live in the countryside! I am the eldest.”

“Master Daupre will be so proud! Well, he usually is, regardless.” Marie giggled. “It’s alright, your hair is nice like this and if you need more, there’s always those fillers and hairpieces.” [/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 5:47 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“One of the greatest actresses of her time.” Cheyanne always loved Audrey Hepburn, she was just one of those classic beauties! “My sister is older, yeah. About four years, married, and three little boys. And a real busybody too, she likes to lecture me about what I’m doing, and has a horrible habit of setting me up on dates. Only, she doesn’t have very good taste at all, at least for me. Or else, she’s just so desperate to see me get married she’s starting to pick any random guy off the street just to say ‘Hey! Take out my sister!'” Cheyanne couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the thought!

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 6:11 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie couldn’t help but snicker. “Oh, that’s awful! I guess she only means well, though. It’s difficult to find a good man on one’s own, nowadays. I guess I will be the one hovering over my sisters, if our mother needs the help…” She giggled. “But we forget the Master! He must be waiting in the other room!”
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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 7:10 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“It really doesn’t matter what land or time you’re from, family members always want to see you married off young while lots of children before you hit 40. It’s amazingly frustrating!” Cheyanne turned around, smoothing the skirt again, and a slight fuss of her hair. Now feeling incredibly self conscious about letting Mr. Daupre seeing her wear his dress. It was his design after all, what if she didn’t look right in it? She new perfectly well that no matter how pretty an outfit was, if the wrong person was in it, it could still look a mess! “Um… okay, we should let him in.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 7:56 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie grinned. “Yes, we should… I hope he has not fallen asleep in there.” She went to the door and respectfully knocked.

“Master Daupre? Miss Fowler is ready to be seen…”[/dashed]

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Marie had barely had time to finish speaking when Alphonse opened the door. He did look a little disoriented and startled, since actually he had been napping on a chair. Alba flew out and perched herself on one of the bronze bars hanging from the ceiling where Cheyanne met her for the first time. Alphonse pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose and stared at Cheyanne.

The dress fitted her nicely, without a single tailoring session; Alphonse had earlier decided her original suit was made in series, maybe based on a standard size; he made adjustments guiding himself by his own eye, since he hadn’t actually measured Cheyanne; despite how experimental it was, the dress seemed to fit her body like a glove. This made him proud of his own skill, but also mysteriously reminded him she had called him a crazy maniac, and also made him strangely nervous. Alba shrieked a bit. Alphonse folded his arms, mainly to keep himself from fidgeting. Maybe it was the suit (or not) but miss Fowler looked gorgeous and far brighter than earlier.

“Not too bad for a crazy maniac of a tailor,” he finally said.
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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 8:04 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne was trying hard not to blush, clasping her hands behind her back and attempting to be as subdued as possible. …but that was extraordinarily hard! “If you’re a crazy maniac, Mr. Daupre, then you’re the most talented and brilliant crazy maniac in the universe! I’ve never seen a more amazing dress, and surely never had the chance to actually wear one!”

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 8:22 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Normally, Alphonse would have graciously accepted the worship and drop some dignified (and somewhat snide) reply to show deference… but this time, he found himself a bit speechless and awkwardly shy. He smiled a lopsided smile, looked away for an instant and would have taken a step back if Marie were not standing right there behind him.

“I… suppose that is a compliment,” he finally said. “Thank you. I… just made a new version of your suit. It was instructive. You look beautiful in it.” [/dotted]

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie was grinning behind Alphonse, since he couldn’t see her, it couldn’t get her in trouble! She could almost sway, they were being cute![/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 29, 2008 at 8:33 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne blinked slowly. Mr. Daupre smiled, and it was such an unexpected genuine smile that she couldn’t help but smile too. When smiling like that he didn’t look pompous or snooty, but rather attractive… and oh dear giving her a compliment too! Cheyanne found herself blushing furiously, trying not to fidget too much with her fingers, or fuss with the hem of the shirt.

“I- you… Well, because the design is so perfect, anyone would look beautiful wearing it.” she caught a glimpse of Marie grinning, causing her to blush deeper. What was she grinning about anyway! This wasn’t funny at all, it was embarrassing!

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Azul Morag – Jul 29, 2008 at 8:51 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=123]Alphonse

Alphonse bit his lip to prevent a smile.

“I guess that may be,” he said, “but you are not everyone else. I am glad the dress looks good on you.”

Alba made that strange cooing sound. Alphonse eyed the bird and suddenly gasped.

“The bridal commission! I don’t have more time to be upstairs! I was looking for something…” He went into the Studio and came out with a sketchbook.

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Marie blinked.

“Well, that was something,” she said with a grin. “You look amazing!”[/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 30, 2008 at 6:42 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne made a slow turn with her arms out, smiling ridiculously wide! It was silly floaty feeling, but she was sure she was just pleased that the dress was a success and Mr. Daupre wasn’t angry with her anymore.

“I wish I could go somewhere wearing this! A stroll in the park with a parasol, or an art tour.” Finally she sighed, shrugging her shoulders and grinning at Marie. “I guess it’s a change of clothes and back to work.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 30, 2008 at 7:07 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie sighed, still smiling.

“Yes, unfortunately… Keep the new bloomers, they are yours now.” Marie helped her out of the dress and back into her ordinary dress. “I guess we were more suspicious because I forgot the aprons,” she said, just a tad of a bit guiltily. “We could finish dusting and sweeping. Then there will be a lot of things to pack downstairs, because the bridal commission must be delivered tomorrow morning.”[/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 30, 2008 at 7:20 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“My father would say a woman is always suspicious!” A wide grin, Cheyanne claimed her feather duster again to dust the shelves and tables, finding the work much more cheerful and fun that having to wash dishes in the kitchen! It was interesting to look over the things decorating and placed around the room.

“My sister’s wedding was nothing but chaos! She didn’t have her dress designed unique, but there was still fittings, and bridesmaid dresses. Trying cakes and testing food from caterers. Florists, finding a preacher that wasn’t insane. …and all of those family members coming in to town! We all stayed at Mother’s house with half the family, and it was a nightmare.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 30, 2008 at 7:41 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie had a wistful smile. “I’d like a big wedding with all my family… but well. Weddings are so expensive. I am not sure if I’ll get married, myself, I would like to have children and live in a cottage in the countryside… but I would also like to stay here and work as a seamstress. Here, we are a sort of family, too…” Marie had a mischievous smile, her back to Cheyanne. “The Master doesn’t seem to be getting married, himself; he doesn’t have a fiancee yet. He lives in the city most of the year, but he has a mother to look after. He doesn’t speak about his own family, though. He’s mysterious sometimes!”[/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 30, 2008 at 7:59 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“Mr. Daupre doesn’t seem like the sort of man to be interested in getting married. Maybe the forever bachelor type?” Cheyanne dusted around a lovely flower vase, admiring the colors on the design. “His career is important, and you all do seem like a family. I suppose he doesn’t think he needs a wife!”

A bit too much dust in a hidden corner, one that looked like it had been guarded by Alba a good deal of the time and not likely to get dusted, had her turning away for a moment to sneeze. “I don’t think I’ll be getting married myself. Even with my sister’s help – if that could even be considered help,” she laughed to herself, “there aren’t many datable men. If they aren’t lying about where they work, you find out they were in jail for robbing a poor homeless, or that they were cheating on you with the girl in accounting.”

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Azul Morag – Jul 30, 2008 at 8:10 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie shrugged. “Some men need a good dusting… But I wouldn’t be so sure about Master Daupre. Maybe he just hasn’t stopped to think about it! He’s had a couple of flings, but nothing that survived his line of work. He has to attend parties and go to galleries, and see all sorts of women in underwear. All that makes him rather gloomy sometimes. It’s hard to be yourself in the world of fashion, I guess…”[/dashed]

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Divinatas – Jul 30, 2008 at 11:34 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“That’s the way it goes. Then again, I think it’s like that no matter what job you have if you’re always in the public and dealing with tons of people and expectations! Maybe he needs a vacation. I bet he’s never taken one!” Everything could be fixed with a good vacation. …Maybe her little trip in New Amsterdam could be considered a vacation? It sure beat thinking about being in a coma, or worse! A vacation in a foreign city and trying out a new culture. That actually sounded exciting!

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Azul Morag – Jul 30, 2008 at 11:47 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=165]Alba

Alba was sternly watching them from her perch on the bronze bars hanging from the ceiling. When the girls got excited, Alba moved along the perch nearest Cheyanne and when Cheyanne stopped by chatting about vacations, Alba reached down and took a hold of her, trying to get on her shoulder…
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Marie laughed.

“The Master, vacations?! I have never seen him taking a vacation, and I have almost five years here! Because the scarce weekends he has taken to rest sometimes, don’t count…” Marie eyed the bird. “Move fast before she gets a better hold of you!” Marie said, quite ineffectively waving a hand at the owl from a prudent distance!

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Divinatas – Jul 30, 2008 at 11:52 PM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne stopped to allow Alba to get on her shoulder, before hearing Marie telling her to move! She blinked giving Marie a curious look. “She just wants to be part of the conversation!” Cheyanne stroked the feathers on Alba’s chest, regretting not having any snacks for the owl.

“Then he needs a vacation for sure. Do you suppose Alba could make him do it? She was rather good at making me stay. She could attach herself to him and perch for days until he gave in.” The idea was ridiculous, but it was a funny thought. Cheyanne grinned!

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Azul Morag – Jul 31, 2008 at 12:13 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie couldn’t help but to snicker. “That would be interesting…” She watched the bird. “It’s very strange, how she’s taken a liking to you. Alba is not very sociable, and she’s bitten people she doesn’t like. The Master uses her as a bodyguard when there’s some clingy clientele around; it’s easier than appearing ‘rude’,” Marie rolled her eyes a bit. “Alba is a bit scary, even for us.”

“Vacations sound great… Maybe we should suggest him to take vacations! I’ll talk to the boys. The next commission is not as pressing as this one was; the bridal commission had us in a hurry from the start.”
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Divinatas – Jul 31, 2008 at 12:25 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

“Maybe she senses fear. Horses know when someone is afraid of them and like to harass them.” Cheyanne returned to dusting, with the snowy owl on her shoulder. It was a little awkward, but she moved as carefully as she could.

“What about the beach? Then again, I’m not sure snowy owls like the beach. A nice cabin next to a lake might be a better idea. And there’s no reason why he couldn’t take his sketchbooks and do his designs there, right? He could take most of his staff! That way he could get things done but still be somewhere relaxing, and I bet everyone would have more fun!”

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Azul Morag – Jul 31, 2008 at 12:48 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie gapped and smiled wide!

“I had never heard such an idea! It sounds wonderful!” She produced a postcard from her pocket. “It’d be lovely… I got this beach postcard from one of my sisters.”

The postcard showed some people on a placid beach, wearing what seemed to be shirts, fluffy bermuda pants, wool socks and shoes, and wide-brimmed hats. There were carriages with horses, serving as changing booths and ladies in full dresses with parasols on tall, booth-like rattan chairs.

“Wouldn’t it be lovely?” Marie was beaming!

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Divinatas – Jul 31, 2008 at 12:57 AM

[dotted=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=1&pictureid=16]Cheyanne

Cheyanne took a good look at the picture and laughed! All of those clothes, she hopped it wasn’t in the middle of summer – those people would have passed out from heat exhaustion. But Marie loved the idea, and it would probably do the whole household some good to be somewhere different. Mr. Daupre might even be inspired if he tried something new!

“Do you think he’ll try it? Mrs. Keane might could bully him in to it.” Cheyanne might have mentioned it herself, but she didn’t think he would be as considering of the idea as Marie. Especially coming from her!

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Azul Morag – Jul 31, 2008 at 1:09 AM

[dashed=http://space-kitten.org/forum/picture.php?albumid=12&pictureid=155]Marie

Marie tilted her head.

“I don’t know… Mrs. Keane is very strict! I don’t think she’s ever stepped into a beach, by the looks of her. We’d have to convince her somehow.”

She gazed again at her postcard and smiled.

“I do have a bathing suit… but it’s very old.”

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By Diana Calloway

Diana is a House Elf that spends most of her time being creative and all around bossy. You'll find her most often sitting on her giant sofa snuggling cats and watching really bad romantic comedies.

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