fandomtownies | The Emporium is open -- Saturday

Dressed in a black velvet jacket, a green t-shirt, jeans and her ever-present black sneakers and silver aviator shades, Shane grabs the door and holds it open.

"After you, Miss Chloe," she says.

"Why thank you, Miss McCutcheon," Chloe replies sweetly, heading through the door, and stopping to wait for Shane to come in.

Shane smiles as she steps inside and lets the door glide closed on its own. Pulling off her sunglassess, she tucks them into the breast pocket of her jacket. On that same pocket, though the color allows it to blend in with the rest of her jacket, is a small black badge reading Ethics Master.

"Hey, Mike," she says, smiling as she walks over to the counter.

Chloe follows, making sure to stay behind Shane ~~which gives her such a nice view, really~~ and glances at the store owner, before looking down to make sure her Ethics Slave badge is still pinned correctly.

Hey Shane. How are you girls today?

((ooc: sorry, been AFK))

"Good... good, thank you," Shane says, smiling. "Just dropping by to pick up a few things for Miss Chloe, here."

She turns to Chloe, arching an eyebrow. "I don't know if you guys have met..." she says, trailing off.

I don't think we have. *turns to the new girl and holds out his hand* Michael Novotny-Bruckner.

((ooc: If you call driving across town and back to get a flu shot a life, then yes.))

Chloe looks at Shane before reaching over and shaking Michael's hand. "Chloe Sullivan. It's nice to meet you."

Nice to meet you too. Anything I can help you find today?

"Well, I came in to see how you were doing on that list I gave you," Shane says, smiling.

Clearing her throat a little, Shane's smile is slightly sheepish at the edges as she turns to Chloe. "Miss Chloe," she says, her husky voice lowered significantly. "You may go and take a look around the store and pick out enough clothes for yourself for the next couple of days. Whatever you like, as long as it's comfortable for you and appropriate for walking around town. As soon as I'm done talking with Michael, here, I'll join you and we can find anything else you need."

Having a little trouble finding some of the stuff. A lot of places to buy finished boards, a little harder to find places to buy parts -- at least ones that don't require you to buy in bulk.

*Raises an eyebrow at Shane's tone, and watches Chloe go off to wander through the store. He'd seen the "slave" tag. People were into some strange things, he knew -- you couldn't be around Liberty Avenue without noticing -- but he wasn't aware it started so young...* So, uh, how are things going?

((ooc: yes, and I saw the sun and everything! It was so shiny and bright and hurt my eyes, OMGWTF! *snicker*

Shane nods as she leans against the counter. "Well, if you don't have any luck finding the parts, I can make a shorter list of places for good pre-made boards. I can just take it apart when it gets here and rebuild it, myself," she murmurs, a thoughtful crease forming on her brow.

"Good," Shane says with a smile. Noting the oddly considering look Michael is giving her, it dawns on her why the look is there and her cheeks flush just slightly. Glancing down, she takes the Master badge off of her pocket and sighs as she looks up at Michael again. "Sorry," she murmurs. "I'm doing this assignment for my Ethics class about slavery. My friend Tara convinced me I'd make a good Master."

As strange as the thought was, Shane realized that she was actually becoming comfortable in the role - even if it was only going to be for a few days - but most of that was mainly thanks to Chloe's incredible sense of humor about the whole thing.

Give me another day or so to look. If it becomes too much of a problem, I'll let you know.

*puzzled face is replaced by a kind of understanding* Okay. Now that makes more sense. *ponders Shane's face with a quirky grin* So is Tara right? Do you make a good master?

Chloe looks through some of the clothes, picking out just a few things that will all work together in different combinations. As much as she's amused by this project, she hasn't had someone buy clothes for her since she was a kid, and it's kind of a strange feeling.

She glances back at Michael and Shane, getting the ear-ringing feeling that she's being discussed, and turns back to the clothes with a smirk.

"Okay," Shane says, nodding and offering Michael a thankful smile.

Letting out a ragged chuckle, Shane shakes her head to herself as she straightens up from the counter and pins her Ethics Master badge back into place on the breast pocket of her jacket. "Man, I don't know," she murmurs. "Ask Chloe. I mean, I ... I've never... been in charge of anybody else before. The way the rules are set up, I have to make sure Chloe is taken care of in every way. Clothes, room and board. I need to make sure she gets all her work done for the school and the newspaper."

She reaches up, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "I -- I don't mind taking care of people -- I mean, you know that," she says. After a moment, she glances up at Michael and a slight grin quirks her lips. "It's kinda like what you were saying about having a kid, but at the same time, totally not."

*grins* If you're not getting temper tantrums, or at very least the 'whatever' attitude, then believe me, it's not like having kids.

But it's not easy, either, is it? It's tough to be responsible for another person. *glances at Chloe* So as the slave, does she have to do whatever you tell her to? *refrains from BDSM remarks that would be inappropriate for kids of that age*

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*grins and waggles his eyebrows at Shane, aiming to tease her* And how is Kate taking this?

Shane chuckles but at Michael's question she quiets, both eyebrows arching as she shakes her head. "Oh, no, no... no, it's not like that," she says. "Not entirely. We have a safeword that we can both use if there's anything that makes us uncomfortable or we think is morally or ethically wrong. I'm not allowed to do anything to hurt her, but if I do - even if it's just her getting sick because I forget to make sure she eats or something - then I fail the assignment."

"But that won't happen. And I do have to do what she tells me, which means that I'm also taking care of her," Chloe explains, coming back to the pair just in time to hear the end of their conversation. "But that's something Miss McCutcheon doesn't like to talk about." She smirks at Michael, before turning back to Shane. "These should be enough for the next few days," she says, motioning to the few items clothes in her arms.

[ooc: Aaaand I must run because I'm being summoned to a Halloween party. Shane has full permission to do whatever she wants with Chloe. Dirty! *g*]

That's a lot of responsibility. Especially for someone not even earning a grade for the effort. *cocks an eyebrow at Shane* Do you like the class? Feeling any differently about going back to school? Not so intimidated, maybe?

Seeing what he's getting at, Shane only returns the grin, not rising to the bait. "I think she's all right," she says. "I mean, after I went to class and got my slave assignment, I gave her a call and we talked about it. I think she thought it was a little weird, but she said as long as I was cool with it..."

"Yeah, I... I don't know," Shane murmurs thoughtfully. "I mean, it's... it's like my first real assignment. Y'know?" Her lips curl into a small but nevertheless delighted smile. "No, I -- I like it. I like the class. Tara's great, but... I don't know how I would be doing this right now if I hadn't gotten Chloe. She's a friend and... having her here makes it... really a lot easier."

Yeah. Had you gotten somebody else, you might have actually had the kiddie temper tantrums. *grins* Speaking of kids, Ben mentioned in passing that he told you we're adopting you. Didn't tell me what prompted that, but I'm all for it.

((ooc: you naughty, naughty girl! *wags finger at her* *bursts out laughing*))

"Yeah, I mean, Tara was telling me that some people kinda freaked when they heard about the assignment," Shane says, making a face.

"Yeah, he umm... he and I were talking the other night and he helped me kinda get some stuff straight in my head," she says, smiling. After a moment, the smile makes way for a grin, though there's a very obviously warm and appreciative light in her eyes. "I'm totally cool with being adopted, though."

*laughs* Good. Although breaking the news to my mother, that we're transferring parentship, might be a problem. Just go easy on the 'gramma Deb' references. *grins* She still gets a little wiggy when Hunter says it to her.

"No 'grandma Deb' stuff, I swear," Shane says with a chuckle as she holds up one hand.

Seriously, Shane, welcome to the family. You know you can come to us if there's anything you need. Although your real initiation won't happen until Ma's smacked you upside the head. *grins* I think it's an official Italian 'welcome to the family' thing.

"Yeah, Ben was telling me about that," Shane says, letting out another huff of laughter. Expression turning serious, she places a hand over her heart. "Thank you. You guys have -- you've all been just so great to me," she murmurs.

What can I say, we're stray-magnets. *smiles to show he's teasing* You're too nice, it makes it hard for us to not like you.

Did you guys need to get some other stuff, or were you just getting the clothes? *gestures to the pile Chloe has brought up*

"I'm pretty sure that's everything," Shane says, nodding. She smiles as she places a hand on Chloe's back. "And I think maybe Chloe and I'll be going over to Luke's tonight for dinner, so... that's taken care of..."

*nods* Good idea. This all will run you $20.

((ooc: sorry, keep getting distracted by Ben's fight (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/256966.html?thread=10254022#t10298054)))

"All right," Shane says, nodding as she pulls a pair of tens out of her pocket and hands them over to Michael. "If you're still having trouble with the stuff on the list, just let me know. I can come in and write down some names of places for pre-made boards." She gives Michael an apologetic smile. "Sorry if it's too much trouble. I'd order the stuff myself online, but I don't have a computer or anything."

It's no problem, Shane. I just need to find the right places to look, that's all. *leans in* Besides, that's what family's for, right? *grins*

Shane's smile is broad, though still a little faintly amazed at the edges. "Right," she says quietly.

*hands the bag over* Oh come on, have a little more enthusiasm. Say it after me. *shouts* 'Right!'

Shane arches her eyebrow at Michael uncertainly and then glances over at Chloe, who's been listening to the entire exchange and is now grinning from ear to ear. Heaving a noiseless sigh, she takes the bag and clears her throat.

"Right!" She shouts back, her usually deep, smooth voice cracking rather painfully mid-word as she does so, making her sound like a teenage boy going through puberty. She brings her hand up to cough a bit, chuckling as she does so. "Better?" She mumbles.

More acceptable. Good. We'll have you trained in no time. And now you're going to have doubts about us adopting you, aren't you? *grins*

Take care now. Don't get into trouble. Get home before curfew. Eat your vegetables. Insert ad nauseum parental stuff here. *broader grin*

Chuckling, Shane shakes her head as she and Chloe head towards the door. Shane backs up into the door, holding it open for Chloe so that she can leave ahead of her. "Booze, drugs, women, wild parties, no doing my homework ever," she recites to herself. She looks over at Michael and winks, giving him a wide, cheeky grin. "Got it. Say hi to Ben for me."

*laughs* We never pick the good kids do we?

I will. Say hi to Kate for us.

"Yeah, I will," Shane says, shoulders shaking with laughter as she steps out onto the sidewalk with Chloe, letting the door hiss closed on its own.

The Emporium is open -- Saturday

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