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Ayami Kaneko vs Bra [Earth Spar]
Topic Started: Dec 15 2013, 12:59 AM (137 Views)
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     Another day in paradise! It was time to go shoppin' at the local mall in West City! For Ayami Kaneko and Android Eighteen, they headed to the mall to do a little shopping and have a girl's day out, so to speak. They got there just before lunch time, stopped in the food court to get a lunch before they continued shopping. They were there more or less to hang out than actually buy stuff, but Eighteen did promise that Ayami could buy a few things if she saw some things she might like. After all, Ayami really did not have anything since she came to this world. She did not even have zeni to spend, but thankfully Eighteen stole some money from Dr. Gero. There were no more money troubles!

     An hour after lunch, the two girls decided to go in separate directions. Ayami headed for a clothing store while Eighteen went to another floor of the mall. They would meet back up in an hour or so.

     "Hm, what to get, what to get." The nekomimi currently had on a pair of denim shorts along with a orange tank top. She had on flip flops with her hair pulled back. Her long thin furry tail swayed about behind her with every step she made. Her furry ears stuck up and twitched about as well. She headed towards this clothing store that had mostly young women and teen clothing. Being a teen herself along with how small she was, she could fit just about anything. Ayami noticed several others in the store as well; in fact, the entire mall seemed to be very busy. It must have something to do with the holidays. Even though she did not like crowds, she continued to look around in the store.

     First, the feline browsed through some shirts. She was not looking for anything in particular, just browsing because she had time. She also wandered past some cute leggings and shorts. She was just looking for now and would probably pick out a few pairs to try on in the dresser soon enough. She kept picking a shirt up and holding it up to her small frame before placing it back on the rack. As she browsed, she kind of hummed a tune to herself. She was in a rather cheerful mood today, and why shouldn't she be?! She was shopping! Something she loved to do back in her home world of Jurai.




Post Word Count: 415
Total Story Words: 415
OOC Note(s):
+ Intro Post
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“Here will do.”

Kind grin.

Bra Briefs. Capsule Corp. heir and descendant from the royal bloodline of the saiyan race. She said those last three words, riding inside a velvet limousine. Her legs were crossed where she sat in a leather skinned backseat. She rolled down a tinted window, to take a glimpse of outside. It was comparable to taking off sunglasses, it being so bright outside.

The vehicle slowed down just like she asked. At the click of her door being opened in front of her, Bra closed her eyes and says 'thank you' to the chauffeur after she rests an arm over the top of the door, ducks the top rim of the vehicle and steps out.

“Welcome to Satan City,” An orange haired lady with a pencil skirt in a scarlet colored tourist guide's uniform greets the blue haired female in a sugary voice, as she reached the quintuple glass doors that is the entrance of the skyscraper mall.

Nostalgia caving in, this must have been the millionth time she's been there. No map would be necessary or required for her trip. Bra knew exactly where every store was. Even the new ones that were going to open.

Hand gently over the rubber rail of a moving escalator, Bra sighed. There was a mother holding the hand of her child and a couple of small bags with tissue paper dressed in it and a trendy teen in a white button-up shirt. He was wearing sunglasses with his hands jutted in his pockets behind her. Delightful smile on her face as she stepped off the moving steps and searched in one of her bags, finding an expensive phone case that she bought for her father Vegeta. Irresponsible male. He was always losing and breaking his things, but he always seem to have kept the gifts she got for him. This somewhat makes her feel special. She stashed the gift away and kept up with walking over the waxed marble tiles in her 3 inch heels, beaming – hands over her hips with a high and mighty confidence.

From a suit store, someone wolf-whistled at her from the background, standing beside a waste basket, "Hey sexy!" A group of older men in their mid-30s waved at the girl, making a small sweatdrop appear at the back of her head. Bra closed her eyes again and waved awkwardly before setting foot into another store. Her eyes sparkled and lit up at a of boots that costed 800 zeni. Of course they would save it for the prettiest girl in West City. Bra beamed her precocious grin again. She couldn't quite quit smiling since she got there. There was a cardboard poster of an orange haired gal wearing them. Only one pair available by each country. They were definitely a must have too. Bra had to think through and thoroughly of what outfit she had to piece together with it. She's tried on tremendous things, getting lost in her own little world. She still couldn't wait until the arrival of those shoes and nothing was going to get in the way of her retrieving them.

"Hey, lady," A male with dirty blond hair whispered to Bra as she drapes a lace dress over her arm. "Heard bikinis are free of charge, if you try them on in front of the employees."

"..." Bra turned around. Her face a deep shade of pink, almost red. That angered her quickly.

"Please, if you do it Bra Briefs you'll make a lot of zeni! Just think of what you could buy if you complete this one task!"

Five fingers, made a hand print over his face and sent him flying. His body dug into the wall and formed cracks around his shape. Men and women who worked there, that were placing more clothes over for display gawked at the male stuck to the wall with their eyes large and popping from their heads and their mouths wide. "huugghh!"

"THAT GIRL JUST TOSSED THAT DUDE!" A green haired boy with long hair, who was looking through the men's section at mesh shirts, shouted.

"Inconsiderate jerk."

With clothes piled on one hand, she continues her shopping, holding one dress in particular up to her chin, then doing the same with jackets.



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     Hearing some noise a few rows over, the nekomimi perked her head up as she stood on her tippy toes to have a looksie. She saw where a male had been thrown into the wall. For whatever reason, he was inside the wall with a nosebleed. Some employes were trying to help him out of it. Shrugging off the moment, the teen continued her shopping. She still had a good forty five minutes before she had to meet back up with her friend Eighteen.

     Spotting a dress across the store, she began making her way over towards that, but several people stood in her way. Being the patient and nice person that she was, she waited for them to go about their business before she went around. However, as soon as she looked up at the place where the dress once hung, it was no where to be seen. "Ack, where did it go?" The feline quickly made her way over to the place and looked up to the stand, not seeing the dress anywhere. She looked left then right, that's where she saw it. She saw the beautiful dress in the mirror that someone was holding up.

     With her eyes locked on the dress, Ayami Kaneko wandered over to the person holding the dress. "Excuse me, I was looking at that," remarked the female in a soft voice. It was probably not heard the first time since the music was playing onside the store along with the commotion of the employees trying to help out Bob who was flung into the wall. Unknowingly, Ayami had confronted the person who had done the flinging. "Ahem." She gently reached out and tapped the lady on the shoulder. "I said excuse me, I was looking at the dress." She talked in a more louder tone this time, in order to get the attention of the female. The feline's tails swayed behind her as she waited for a response. Not meaning anything by it, she reached for the dress at the same time and grabbed part of it as she gave it a tug.




Post Word Count: 388
Total Story Words: 803
OOC Note(s):
+ Rawr! My dress >:3
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There was a brief sort of snagging that started the blunette. She chooses it to ignore the behavior for a short bit, admiring the unique, attractive appearance that was her reflection. It must have been the store manager. She was definitely female, from the sounds of her voice. Bra rolled her eyes, as more employees gather to exist the injured man. She had some sort of a code. If somebody wanted her attention, they could wait. It didn't matter who he or she is, unless that person is her parents. Even then, she was a girl who had been brought up to be this complete spoiled brat. Being at a much older age, Bra had learned to adapt to the public and because she is the daughter of the most wealthy business woman in the world – she is very identical to her too, for that matter. Bra would sometimes abuse her privileges and make short work of any person who would try to ruin her good times.

“I said excuse me, I was looking at that dress.”

'Seriously?' Bra says this in her brain. Her eyes popped, feeling the tugging on the fitted dress that she wanted to purchase. The price tags dangled and it lifts above her waist, being stretch. “Hey, what are you doing?! You're going to get it dirty with your hands! Let go!” The demi saiyan girl fumed and it was heard from a couple of clothing racks away. The look on her face says 'how dare you'. Cobalt blue eyes avert to the standing neko who had asked politely and then bothered her again. Her tail swung back and forth in a fluid motion, her ear twitched and she was still clutching the hem of the dress. The dress that Bra wanted to wear at her parent's anniversary party – the one that accentuated her body and curves. There were only five were made in the world, besides the boots she plans on getting. This strange girl was in the wrong store, she couldn't have been able to afford it. Bra would think that selfishly with a small scowl on her face.

“Remove you hand, please,” She closed her eyes and forced a grin. A tiny sweatdrop appearing at the side of her temple. “hehehe...” Tug. Her eyes stretched. The neko female didn't retract but pulls more instead. “You know, if you don't let go... neither one of us are going to leave home with this … and you don't need it, anyway. ...You don't understand, I have to have it. … It's kind of a long story, really. You don't wanna hear it."

'Kami, could she not hear?'

"Move your hand!” Bra ordered. This time she was direct. It wasn't really that hard. It could not have been.

Another light tap on the shoulder by a green eyed woman with blonde hair, “Um, miss Briefs. The boots you ordered are now in the back room. They have been shipped – ”

“I want my dress!”

“Okaynevermindiseethatyourebusyillcomebacklater!”

Her eyebrows pinched to the bridge of her nose and Bra raises one hand. A stocky man in thick rimmed glasses folding a pair of khakis, clenched his teeth, shaking in his feet. He literally dropped what he was doing and skedaddles near the cash the woman who operated the register.

A large boom and the sound of mirrors shattered. A small attack. The young saiyan intended to do a small explosive wave from her palm to push to girl over, but sees that the dress they were each holding onto, hooked to a hanging tile of the ceiling. Her cobalt blues shot up at the desired item. She sees that she hasn't knocked the neko down and her face twisted in confusion.

“Tough luck,” the saiyan scoffed. Not even bothering to think of how she didn't land on the ground. She crossed her arms, muttering, “I hate this. Always having to do things the hard way...” Slowly, she levitated towards the ceiling, making other peoples' eyes pop and bulge out of their heads.

A man with his feet parted with his back pressed against the wall, trembled, “She's...f-f-f-flying...”


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