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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 16, 2007 22:18:27 GMT -5
I thought for a moment, wondering how I wanted to answer her question, partially her mentioning being stifled in the city. It wasn't as open as the country that I had called my home in the past and I moved around a lot less. If I could live my previous life in a much more honest fashion, perhaps I would, but I couldn't complain about the lack of savaging that my current life offered.
In the end I shrugged slightly and said, "in some ways maybe, but my life here is easy for the most part. My biggest worry is rather or not I am being a good adept. I can think of worse things to worry about." In truth I worried about it more than I put on, but I was suppose to be confident and I could at least put on my airs. At times I was confident, but lately it seemed my world kept on being tossed about.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 17, 2007 1:37:58 GMT -5
I nodded, thinking about what she said, understanding her in more ways than she thought, mayhap, I did.
"We all have a burden to carry," I said. "Mine is the fact that I am the youngest child, and that all my brothers have found their way, one way or another, while I was a bit forgotten, though not unloved. I need to find a purpose that doesn't involve getting married," I concluded with a chuckle.
I'd been adverse to marriage for a long time - it was that whole singsong thing, the roses and the love declarations, the promises, the lockdown... I wanted to be free, totally.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 19, 2007 13:18:30 GMT -5
I walked around the shop and idly looked at the dresses as I listened to Julie, finding conversation with her more interesting.
"I can understand," I told her. "I don't really see myself being good marriage material, even more so if it was someone who wanted kids. I doubt I could be an acceptable parent." Part of me wanted to add the fact I had no one to look up to in the parenting role, but I did not. I had already revealed things about me to one person, albeit someone who could understand my past. I was not looking to tell the entire city about my past.
I saw a dress that was long with a detailed bodice, showing a small cut out heart. "This looks like something one would wear to a wedding," I told Julie as I took the dress of the rack to show her.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 19, 2007 14:05:08 GMT -5
I had nodded in understanding, taking stock of all that Ellette was saying. Later, perhaps, I would ask her about her lack of confidence in her parenting skills. It was surprising, if anything.
"That dress looks..." I looked for a word that didn't spell out uncomfortable "adequate, for the occasion."
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 19, 2007 22:09:13 GMT -5
There was not much confidence in Julie's voice. The dress wasn't also one I'd usually wore. Of course attending weddings wasn't my usual sort of event either. I put the dress back and continued my searching. "I should find something at least a little better than adequate."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 20, 2007 1:09:04 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, Ellette, I'm not very well versed in dresses," I told her. I gestured to myself, and added, "as you can see."
Still, I would try to help, and so I started looking at the dresses, looking for something both sensible and ladylike. Something that both Kendrick and I could settle on, basically, was my quest. That would be something I could suggest to Ellette, and feel comfortable about.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 20, 2007 1:23:32 GMT -5
I smiled at Julie's outfit as she made mention of it, in truth I wouldn't mind being able to dress as such, but my house would not be impressed. "Thank you," I told her as she started to look. Who knows, maybe her different views on clothing will work to my advantage. Maybe she'll spot a dress that will make me look a little more spetacular, since I would probably end up picking one that would make me blend in the crowd a little to much.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 20, 2007 8:49:41 GMT -5
I looked some more, noting that Ellette was of a darker tone than I was, and that she had lovely features. Kendrick's white dress had been comfortable, and so I looked for a model that had a similar shape, though I would spare her the whites, and pick something more lively. I dug it out with a ta-da of victory, and said, "Oh, I think I have a keeper, what do you think?" My enthusiasm was a bit overwhelming. I liked it, what could I say?
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 21, 2007 19:17:58 GMT -5
I looked at the dress that Jessamine had chose. It was red, and bold. I usually wore more subtle colors. However I would at least try it on.
"It is very noticeable," I said, "I will try it on." I took the dress from her then asked, "are you going to try one on?" I smiled then added, "I still want to see the marking on your back."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 22, 2007 8:46:36 GMT -5
“Ah, yes, the marquing,” I said, smiling. I surveyed the dresses, and found one that was flowing and bared the shoulder blades completely. I wouldn’t buy it, but it would serve as an excuse to show Ellette my tattoo.
“Of course, I’ll try this on,” I added matter-of-factly. It had a floral motif I sincerely did not like, but it was irrelevant. The purpose was completely else.
I did have an idea then and there, and stored it for a little later – I would ask the clerk for a special commission.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 22, 2007 23:10:20 GMT -5
I eyed the dress that she had grabbed, but it didn't seem that she had chosen it with an intent to buy. If she had I would probably say a word against it.
I walked with her to the dressing rooms. "I shall see you soon," I said as I slipped in to try on the dress.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 23, 2007 7:43:26 GMT -5
“But of course,” I said, finding a stall of my own to don the horror I had selected. There was sweet irony in trying on a dress that I would not purchase, especially one as awful as this one.
It took me a bit longer to undress and put it on, but eventually I went out of the stall, stifling a laughing fit at the look I was sporting.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 23, 2007 22:31:54 GMT -5
I finished putting on the red dressed and went to check it out in the mirror. It seemed to warm my skin and I did like the effect of it. It was very bold, however and I didn't know how it would look in the wedding.
Before I could question it to much more Julie walked out in the dress she had picked out. While I couldn't say she looked bad per say, that dress wouldn't look that great on anyone.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 24, 2007 0:49:55 GMT -5
The dress on her looked very, very nice. It played up her darker skin, made her black hair shine like raven's feathers. Oh, yes, it was lovely, and in replied to her disapproving look, I gazed at her from head to toe, smiling appreciatively.
However, Ellette's look of disapproval was rather amusing, and I gave her an amused smirk. "What?" I said, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 24, 2007 19:06:43 GMT -5
I folded my arms when Julie asked me, 'what?'
"Please don't tell me you are seriously considering that dress. You would be better suited for any occasion in the outfit you was wearing when you first came into the store."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 24, 2007 20:13:49 GMT -5
I laughed wildly, and said, "No, I'm not," I replied, full of mirth. "Though now you are making me think I should, and use it a threat for next time my brother tries to make me wear a gown against my will."
I turned showing her my naked back. The tatoo was bandaged, but I beckoned, "Here, have a peek."
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 26, 2007 13:17:43 GMT -5
I smiled at Julie's jest, it would seem an odd way of telling someone no. But, perhaps her brother didn't listen when she said no. "Is your brother older than you?" I asked, wondering if it was common for older brothers to tell younger sisters what to do.
I then walked up behind Julie and carefully moved a corner of her bandage. I had at least found some use for my light touch in Eula. I looked at the small tattoo on her shoulder, it was red. It had a center with small lines waving out in a intricent design. It was not one I had seen before, but it was very pretty.
I replaced the bandage carefully before saying, "its pretty, I do like it."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 26, 2007 15:03:44 GMT -5
I smiled, happy that she liked it. "Thank you, I'm glad you do. I like it too. You are the first person to see it."
I thought an instant, and added, "My brother, who is four years older than me, hasn't even seen it yet - he doesn't know I am getting it. What do you see, when you look at it?"
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 28, 2007 19:57:56 GMT -5
I looked at the tattoo again, trying to decide what it reminded me off. "I do see motion in it," I told her. Then added, "the warm red colors sort of make me think of a fire, though the design is not as rapid or harsh as a true fire. Maybe of a hot wind created by a fire."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 29, 2007 1:28:51 GMT -5
I was happy that Darien’s work was crystal clear to Ellette. It wasn’t intended to be cryptic, after all.
“The Fiery Wind,” I said, smiling. “It is what it is indeed, that, and the spirit of the Phoenix,” I added quizzically, teasing her.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 29, 2007 20:33:41 GMT -5
I was pleased that I had scene the image right. I carefully replaced the bandage as Julie spoke. "a phoenix, huh? Do you belive you have the spirit of a phoenix?" It was both a tease and an honest question, returning the tease she had given me.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 30, 2007 0:29:18 GMT -5
"I have the spirit of Julie," I replied, grinning. "Phoenix is what my brothers call me. We... we have totem names, my siblings and I."
I turned, smiling. "It has a great deal to do with who I am, and what I want to become. But no such spirit stuff. Phoenix is a flighty, firey bird. I am both," I explained, shrugging a little.
"What of your marque? Will you show me?"
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Aug 30, 2007 18:57:27 GMT -5
I smiled at Julie's response. She seemed down to earth in her answer, though she called herself flighty and firey. I have always just been Ellette, no nicknames. My supposed brother had called me something when he first saw me, but I was to much in shock at the time to put it to memory.
"I can see you being firey," I said with a smile, "but maybe not so much flighty. I think of flighty as some young adept who has been codled all their life and knows nothing of the real world. Always worried about the smallest of things."
I then turned so that my back was facing Julie. while I had a good portion of my marque complete I still had a ways to go. My marque barely covered past the halfway point of my back. "You will have to move the back of the dress slightly, but I do not mind if you want to see the entire thing."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Aug 31, 2007 1:02:09 GMT -5
I moved the fabric a little, peering down her back. It was pretty, the long twining leaves, the beginning of a flower that promised to be like a large golden sun in her back, something blooming and majestic... true to Dahlia house, then, I expected.
Frowning, I said, "that's not me at all, you're right. My brother calls me flighty regularly, though, so he must think I am rather unpractical. He's not wrong - I would be rather useless around the house, no doubt."
I was done peering down her back, and I smiled, "It's pretty, your marque. You still have quite a long way to go, don't you?"
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Sept 2, 2007 21:06:35 GMT -5
"I guess I would be ok as a house mate, but it would not really be something I was happy with. I need something to strive for or attain, cleaning someone's bed sheets are not difficult enough to give me that sense of satisfaction."
I had not really thought deeply about my goals in life before, so I was a little surprised to hear myself say as much. But, as soon as I said the words I knew them to be true. It would give me something to think on later.
For now, though, I was speaking with Julie. "I do," I told her, "I have only been working on it for a little over a year. While I have not been completely without work Dahlia is at times not as popular as the other houses."
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Sept 3, 2007 3:31:22 GMT -5
"Really?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. "You are very pretty, though, and sweet. I find that difficult to understand," I noted.
"I've only met another adept whose marque I had seen, and he wasn't very far along either though... much less so than yourself, so that tells me that you are faring better than others, in this matter, really," I offered sweetly. "Have you thought of what you would do, if you were done?"
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Sept 3, 2007 14:21:31 GMT -5
I smiled at Julie's compliment. I had not really compaired my marque with those outside of my house. It seemed that the real compition would be inside. Those that I can truly test my skill against. I was curious who Julie was referring too, but I didn't want the conversation to turn into rather or not I was a good adept.
"I don't know exactly," I told Julie, "I've thought of a few things, perhaps open my own cafe or something." In truth I had mulled over at least 100 ideals without finding anything that truly appealed. I still had some time though before my marque was completed and it was not something I fretted over. At the moment I wanted to be a proper adept and not bring shame to myself or the house.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Sept 3, 2007 14:31:44 GMT -5
I smiled knowingly, and nodded. "If it's any comfort, I am not sure sure what I wanted to do with myself either," I said reflectively. "It's been becoming clearer with time, but it is a difficult path to thread, the one I have set for myself. My family does not look very well on it, I'm afraid."
It was a bit of an exageration. In truth, I didn't think they would - and so I had kept all my entanglements to myself, hiding my activities from Kendrick. It coudln't last, though. Soon, I would have to come clean.
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Post by Ellette nó Dahlia (D) on Sept 3, 2007 17:33:53 GMT -5
I nodded in curiosity, Julie was an interesting person. Perhaps me and here were not so much unalike.
We were still wearing our dresses so I said, "how about we put on our normal clothes and I can have this dress put on hold. Then we can go and grab some lunch and maybe see if we can figure out our own twisted paths of life?"
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Sept 3, 2007 17:44:15 GMT -5
"That sounds nice, very nice," I said, grinning. "I'll make a small commission of my own, while you tend to the matter, if you don't mind."
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