fandomtownies | Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

Entry tags:

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

Sleep and food had put Karla into a much better mood than she'd fallen asleep in last night. Overall, the whole trip to Glacia was a success: she'd proven her identity as both alive and their future Queen and had given people hope for the future. Stacked against that, one snarly male them all nearly getting caught could barely compete.

Humming a little, Karla sat behind the counter, making up to-do lists for Zack's party later on and hoping that coming home safely would negate anyone being mad at her for leaving so abruptly.

Hey, a girl could dream, right?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

While she's here!

Karla's skipping out early to set up for Zack's party, but Mini-Morton was there!

Tiiiiiiiiired. I'll be around most of today, except for another dentist appt at 1.

When 'Dite entered the store, she did so by the front door, with a smile. She had a pad of paper under her arm and was . . .

What was this? Could it be . . .? Yes! The goddess of love was . . . humming!

Danger, Will Robinson!

Considering how little people Cloud minded in the island, Karla not being around had been noted. So he had decided to see if she was back to work.

"Hey", called as he entered, the place still giving him the creeps, even if just a little.

Karla sensed no danger! Karla saw the humming as a sign that she wasn't in trouble with 'Dite. Yay!

"Kiss kiss," Karla said cheerfully. "You sound cheerful today, 'Dite."

"Hey there," Karla said, looking up and giving Cloud a smile. Karla would be very confused if she knew that the store bothered Cloud so. After all, all the really, uhh, intrusive items were in the back room. The front of the store was dedicated to novelty items and things geared more towards romance.

Or maybe that was it. Maybe Cloud feared romance. Dun dun DUN.

"Looking for something?"

"Thank you, Karla, and hello to y-- Oh! Oh, oh, oh, stay right there! Don't move!"

She zapped a chair into existence and sat, opening her pad and thumbing through to find a clean page. "You move, you're fired." Before she began sketching, she winked. "Just kidding! But don't move!"

Karla froze in place, half-expecting something to jump out at her or something. When nothing did--and 'Dite simply created a chair--Karla decided that she was allowed to move enough to talk, at least.

"Huh?"

Cloud had learned to see beyond appearances, as in 'what is stored on the other side of the store' and he really didn't need to be there twice to remember. Still, the outside was pretty nice, and he was totally not afraid of romance.

Totally.

"Hm? Not really; just checking in." Which didn't have much sense, he noticed. Funny thing, only there Cloud realized he didn't have a job, and the immediate shudder at the idea of being behind a counter was enough of a message to convince him he was well enough with more free time than he really needed.

"Been busy lately?"

"You can talk," in fact, 'Dite had decided Karla had better talk, "but don't move! I'm going to sketch you. Stay right there. Stay!"

Then she went to work with her pencil, squinting up at Karla every few moments and sticking the tip of her tongue in the side of her mouth. Karla could probably hear the scratch of pencil on paper as 'Dite concentrated.

"If you say so..." Karla said dubiously, trying to stay still. "I didn't know you drew."

"Eh, it's a hobby I'm trying. I'm better at it than gluing models together, anyway."

She was quiet for long moment. "You're doing great. Stay still."

Another very . . . long . . . moment.

"Oh, Karla?"

"Me, personally?" Karla asked. "Or the store? Because one will net you a very different answer than the other."

...That sounded rather foreboding.

"Yes?" Karla asked, trying to sound Very Innocent.

Edited 2010-09-13 23:52 (UTC)

Oh, Karla, you made him choke!

And cough a little.

"You, of course", said when he was able to speak again. Although there had been no reason for such reaction, really!

The bland expression she wore did not at all suggest that she'd been trying to tease him. Really!

"Me?" she asked. "Busy. I had to go home yesterday." Her smile turned a little bitter. "Dispel a few rumors about me being dead and the like."

Something about being in that store would always help Cloud be a bit more of a fool. He got over it pretty quickly though.

"Dead", repeated more to himself than to Karla. This would be where he would ask if someone actually wanted her dead back in her world, but he decided the topic was best left untouched. "Hopefully it didn't scalate to something... more complicated?" Because being dead tended to do all sort of things.

'Dite didn't look up. Her voice was very stern.

"Tell me why I had a message yesterday saying you were going to Glacia." Then she looked up. "And don't. Move."

The robot tried to warn you, Will Robinson.

Well, that would explain why Mini-Morton was hiding beneath the counter. Karla had just assumed he didn't want to get drawn.

"Not moving!" Karla assured her, even though she was sort of starting to get a cramp. "I had to go home and dispel a nasty rumor about me being dead. But we took precautions! And it wasn't my plan! It was Morton's!"

"The situation itself is already complicated, so there wasn't much escalation needed," Karla sighed. "Basically, I went home and met some friends of my cousin's. They'll hopefully do a little more about those rumors than I could."

"You had to dispel a rumor. I see." 'Dite was sketching again. "Now tell me you had an army with you. And then tell me why I wasn't there." She looked up, smiling sweetly. "But don't move, or I'll have to start the sketch allllll over again."

It was a subtle torture, wasn't it?

Cloud didn't know what he would do if someone started the rumor he was dead. The scary thing was that he might have even let said rumors expand. He supposed that would be a rather lousy input in the conversation. "If the rumors were based on an accident or an event, it shouldn't be too hard to prove you weren't there. But if it's related to your time away from home..." Yeah, that wasn't an impressive collaboration neither. The little she knew of Karla's world seemed to show a world with politics far more complicated than Gaia, and he had enough headaches trying to figure out what when wrong in his own world.

"I'm not of much use for this sort of things, sorry."

Karla was starting to have suspicions of just why she was being sketched this way. She hadn't quite worked her way to to torture, but punishment was definitely being suggested.

"We didn't have an army," Karla explained. "Otherwise, you so would have been there. Instead, we just had a tiny strikeforce." Very tiny. Teensy, really. "We didn't even bring Lucivar along. The fewer people we had, the harder it would be to track us."

Politics got more complicated the longer society lasted. Blood history extended back millions of years, so...

Karla shrugged. "It's okay. It's just so stupid." She sighed, blowing her bangs up out of her face. "I'm a Queen, and like my mother before me, I am going to be the Territory Queen when I'm old enough to form my Court. Hobart, my father's brother--" she was no longer dignifying him with familial titles "--isn't as fond of that as I am. So. Rumors. Politics."

Assassins. Whatever.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 1 of 3

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

Talk to Karla

Mod Your Shopping

OOC

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla

Re: Talk to Karla