After showering and running a dry towel through her hair, soaking up quite a bit of the moisture, and running her wide tooth comb through the locks, she dressed in a soft cotton spring time dress.  The top was a soft fabric that cupped her just so, with straps that were about the size of shoe strings, the skirt flared out lightly and danced  about her mid thighs.  It was a light green in color nothing splashy about the dress, with eyelet details around the hems.  Because she would not have pockets in the dress, and she planned on doing some shopping as well, and not to mention no where to hide her license, she grabbed a small black leather purse.  The purse was nothing fancy as the girl normally did not carry one, a leather strap, two zippers, and big enough for her phone, wallet, and keys to be tossed inside with a little extra room.

Pulling up she felt her lips curling upwards, as she pressed the brake, and shifted into park as she spotted Ren.  She would of gotten out but Ren was walking towards the jeep, man the girl must be anxious to get to the mall, which just tickled Georgia Grace to pieces.  “Thanks, I’m kind of fond of him.”  Yes her Jeep was a male, all of Georgia’s Grace’s vehicles were males and they all had names.  If Ren looked in the back she would see a small stuffed Ewok just chilling on the seat.  She wasn’t sure what she was going to do with the little guy, Legolas, was it’s name, but so far he was a jeep decoration.  Her smile touched her words, so the honey sound had a warmth undertone.  “So are you ready for this?”  And since when was hanging out with Georgia Grace not an adventure? 

After Ren was situated in the jeep, pressing her foot on the brake she shifted into drive, and off they were.  The drive wasn’t to horribly long before the pulled up to the mall.  Once she found a parking spot she slid the jeep into the spot, before placing it into park and hopping out, grabbing her purse.  After Ren got out she moved with a quickness of having done the next step a million times, and put the soft roof up on the jeep before locking it. 

Soon they would be in the mall, the place that Georgia Grace was going to love making Ren try on clothing.  She turned to look at Ren as they walked.  “You said to start with the basic’s right?”  And if that was so, Georgia Grace would lead Ren into the mall and straight to a lingerie shop.

Ren couldn't control the Jock Jams tune "are you ready for this" that went through her mind at Georgia's comment.  She swallowed hard, smiled, and nodded.

It wasn't like she'd never been to a mall before.  She had been, numerous times.  Just usually with a different agenda.   As far as malls went, this one was very nice indeed.

"The basics, yeah sure." Ren replied looking around.  But when Georgia led her to the lingerie store, Ren balked.  "Wait, whoa, hold on....what do we need this stuff for?...No one's gonna be checking out my underwear."  She had her very serviceable sports bras, varying in colors of black, white and tan.  And her comfy drawers, not grannie drawers, but nothing too fancy either.  Serviceable.  They did what they needed to do and Ren was alright with that.

 

He put the bag of assorted goodies on the counter, purchased it with his Master's Card, and grabbed it in his right hand. "Come back anytime. Shop here again." Letting her know he most definitely be back here if on instinct he got a sweet tooth on most of his days like now. As he was walking the halls of the giant store unable to figure out where to go next. Aha! Something for his new home he thought about adding a few decorations to his living room. Stepping into the Interior Designs store he looked here and there, noting some of the workers here was short. A tall, fellow with a black goatee, greeted the young shifter in a courteous manner. Have to be considerate to those walking in, being nice was what every employee must do on the job. "Welcome sir. Please look around, if there is something that strikes your fancy, I'll ring it up for you." Oh! Wasn't he kind? He realizes that's what every worker does to swindle you out of your cold hard cash. It's how Manufacturers did things when it comes to doing business. Owen knows a lot about that.

Listening to the soothing melodies of a classical music pouring through the speakers on the walls, so if customers came in, they'll be shopping with a bit of sound to help them shop smart. If Owen bought, he would shop at the lowest prices than higher one's. If it hadn't been for his sweet, mommie dearest, that might've been where he learned to purchase with care. As he was just down the aisle, he nearly bumped into three pigtails with auburn, long hair. Looking into the pretty eyes of his sister, youngest in his family, was nonetheless Kailee! What was she doing here?! Surprised, she was spooked to seeing him in a store. He didn't even like shopping unless he was either dragged or he was sightseeing. If anyone knew Owen, it was Kailee since they was the closest. "Kailee?! What? But?" A moment of silence, then the two embraced tightly, he nearly shattered her bones when she announced in wonder. "Wow! Owen? How'd you get so? strong? I was sure you was a scrawny kid back in our neighborhood." A small thought in his head, then he found a proper response to her curiousity. "I been working on building myself up. I just got so tired of everyone picking on little ol' me." He saw Kailee continued to browse thinking about sticking around her brother longer.

She was down here with their pops, he was on a business trip. "Dad really misses you Owen. We all do. I know you spend so much time at the hospital now that you have followed your dreams to being what you always wanted to be. We're supporting whatever it is you do. To us, you'll be successfu cause we already know how very intelligent you are. "Aww! How sweet? Since she was here, they can continue exploring the mall. He saw Kailee's bags in each hand. That's her alright, she's a shop-a-holic one hundred percent. Kailee looked up, then asked something. "You rarely shop. I figured you probably will be here for your own reasons." Nice to have family who really took care of you, loved you, and even would be there if it means a lot. Yep, he was definitely just here to look around. Dakota and Kailee were always at every store imaginable, so that means she was here but Kailee mentioned she was doing something in town so maybe he can come over the hotel to visit his folks. He may just do that.

-- Edited by OWEN CONNORS on Wednesday 31st of August 2011 05:56:35 PM

"Measured? I'm five foot five." Ren answered as she was properly led through the very frilly store.  When Georgia stopped in front of the pink and black set Ren reached out and touched the fabric.  "Where's the rest of it?" 

She gawked at the clothing, and in some cases lack there of.  She gave a shrug, if Georgia said she needed these things, then she supposed she did.   Picking up a thong off the table of many colored thongs, the devil on her shoulder took over.  It was as if she truly couldn't help herself. 

"Hey Georgia Grace?"  When Georgia would turn to look at her, pretty much the same time her phone would indicate she had a text, Ren used the thong as a sling shot and got Georgia in the chest with a snap.

The saleswoman didn't find the humor in it.  But Ren promised from then on she'd be on her best behavior. 

A handful of games later he was waiting inline when the theme song for Firefly started to play and was met with a small applaud for fallen Browncoat hero's. Nate shook his head and looked at the texts in one hand. A brow arched as he read the first one and was already half way through his response before the next one came in. -I thought you got the measurement already? Oh, haha....nevermind. I figured as much, care to learn?- He sent it back shaking his head to her texts and then paid for his games and eased out of the store walking along on the right side of the aisle.

She felt her lips quirk as she heard Ren’s words. “It’s really not that bad. And don’t think of it as a bad touch…she has to get your measurements.” Georgia Grace was nodding her head, even as a worker came forward, with a measuring tape around her neck. She looked between the two, waiting, for she had heard some of the conversation. She looked up from the phone to Ren. “Just go with her, you go behind the curtain...she lets you know what size you should be getting then we find some cute ones for you.” A nod of her head, as if it was a every day thing and a simple and easy thing. Of course, Georgia Grace would have to suggest to Ren that she learn what they do with the numbers that they measure and she can get someone else to do it for her.

When Ren went off with the sales lady, Georgia Grace went with them but she did not go behind the curtain, instead she looked at her phone when it buzzed again. Her mis matched eyes read across the text, before she burst out laughing, not that she was going to say why she did, but she did. Her head was even shaking, as she did. But text back she did. -I thought a little fun in the fitting room. - She couldn’t help it before she continued the text, she was laughing lightly as she continued the text. -Sure. You can continue your path to corrupting me. When did you want to start the lessons?- She hoped he would realize she meant the xbox lessons, not something else.

Owen thought about going elsewhere to buy a bedroom and living room set he seen in a catalog. A mall would certainly be great when it came to purchasing presents or gifts for those you love or for your friends. A big spender he wasn't one of them, but he selected the best prices if it was available. Too much money he told himself, Kailee tugged his left free hand as she shouted excitedly. "Come now brother! Let's go to see the tinkerbell show! I saw it down at the Disney Store." He remembered her favorite were faeries of all kinds. When Kailee was a child, her dream was to be a faerie princess. Owen never had a dull moment around her whenever she came into town better be ready to fill your bank account. A con-artist when she wanted something but thanks to daddy dearest she was given a credit card to spend, spend, spend. Maxmillian, their Financial and Accountant father was always willing to part with her, just to tease, he loved all his children. Daughters and the only son being the doctor himself. As she bounced in her cotton, blue-green dress, spaghetti straps showing off her bony arms, creamy beige skin was soft, her scent apple blossoms with a pint of evergreen filled the air.

She did not leave the room without dappling her special aroma products. Walking and talking, Kailee walked with her brother. "It's great having a Physician in our bloodline! That makes it easier for us should we choose a doctor." A small sigh, he corrected his practice was Dermatology and Counselor. "I doubt I'm fit for any other field, but I do know a lot about healing and ailments, medicines even." A small chuckle, giving her an update what he does even though, his family knew that from the start. Kailee rolled her eyes. "Swell, but I have known you too long. You could probably build an airplane. Do you remember you drew your own blueprint, then built a model airplane. At school, you had one of your Science Fairs. Your project was the best, you won second prize." Oh! That! His Science Fair project with how an airplane operates and the parts of it, while he never flew an airplane in his life he may have well chosen to become a pilot had mom been alive then. Flying was one of his choices when he was younger. That or a Sailor. As they was rounding a corner, he smelt the wind for a familiar scent that belonged to someone he knew a little, just never got to personally know him from their first meeting on the pier. He saw Nate exiting the games store. What a coincidence that both was here?

There was silence not sure if it was a good idea to go tackle the lad seeing a fellow shifter except both was different breeds, always good knowing you wasn't alone in the supernatural world hmm? Owen loved games when he was doing nothing else, he was playing his X-box 360 and connecting to Kinect. Action, Fighting, or Simulators including virtual reality was among his titles he chose. Adventure wasn't all that bad either, but he kept to the stuff he grew up with. He wasn't about to approach the lion from behind, not smart when you was doing it to someone who was partially human. Owen listened to the Firefly theme. Wow! Kailee looked to him asking if she knew that guy over there. A light smile curled, giving a low nod. "I do. He's an acquaintance of mine. Best to make New Orleans an adventure while you're here sis." He lead her to the familiar fellow, he greeted Nate and at the same time introduced his baby sister who was in her mid twenties. About twenty-five, but her appearance and demeanor was clearly child-like in comparison.

At first, you will think she was an adult trapped in a little girl's body. Livid hues of pale blue looked at the guy who Owen spoke of, his name was Nate. "Hello." After a brief introductory, Kailee stood beside her big brother cause she was of average height, about five foot six inches with her figure to die for as most of the bachelor men was undoubtly glancing in her direction wanting a piece of her. Owen cocked his head a bit, watching them with eyes that was innocent, but those eyes of his beast was giving them a gap between their line and his sibling here. Protective he became even while those guys kept making flirty comments about his loving sissy beside him.

Returning his head to Nate, giving a pleasant smile. "Hey Nate. It's been awhile. I didn't think you'd be the shopping type. "Owen socializing would be quite news breakage. It was that he kept to the people he spoke to and those he preferred that they were worth the time. He found Nate to be interesting the first night they met, so hopefully he won't bumble it...too much.

Of course, Georgia Grace heard it, just not sure what all the mumbles were.  And Ren could hear Georgia laughing, yes she was laughing, on the other side of that curtain.  “Ren…it’s not that bad.  I mean, its not like she’s doing something that doesn’t happen to many females to make sure they buy the right size.”  She really did think it was a funny thing. 

She would wait until Ren came out, before she went behind the curtain.  She got measured and realized that the size had not changed from the last time, which was what she figured.  The lady was a bit, off put by Georgia Grace, because while she stood there her arms out, she had laughed, and then sent a text back to Nate.  -I’m at the mall with Ren.   Clothes shopping. Maybe we will see you.- She loved clothes shopping. -But if nothing comes up, get in touch, and if I’m free it sounds like a plan.-  She never knew if something might come up, and they both had a few things that they would probably cancel on the other for.  After hitting send she thanked the woman, before slipping out with Ren. 

“Are you sure you won’t do the cute little pink and black polka dot undies?”  Even as she spoke she went back to that corset, the black one with the light purple lacing, finding it in her size, and holding onto it, for she was buying the item.  She wasn’t bringing up the text messages, unless Ren asked her of course, she wouldn’t out and out lie to her. 

Nate wasn't the only werelion he's met in town. The other being another whose power was far from his own. Logan's name did not rise as the conversation slipped to his sibling whose adorable figure was impressing the men around the store, but glad to see they left as it was starting to overwhelm him quite a bit. His hazel hues side glanced to his acquaintance, meeting up with more shifters from most he encountered during his travels. A lion was impressive, he has crossed a few on his travels going back home so when he came to NOLA, there wasn't too many of them roaming around other than a few common species, including a few weretigers. Owen heard a scream, then a shriek, as a young girl struggled with her abusive mother who smacked her three times with a loud contact to flesh. That was wrong, very wrong.

The child was six years of age who just wanted to be loved and so her daughter was being whacked for something she did except such behavior is no doubt the reason most kids grow up to ignore their parents or sneak out even when the parent suggest they can't visit their friends. It becomes a battle field. A light sigh, sympathizing with the child as Nate inquired him about Kailee, who was looking elsewhere and not exactly at child and mother interacting in such an abrasive action. If favor was on his soul right now, he may have backslapped her but his manliness said otherwise, don't hit the ladies no matter how bitchy they might be. A gentleman Owen was until the day he rolled in his grave.

A low smile to the other feline as he spoke on behalf of his child-like sibling next to his side. "She and my other sister is in town with our father whose on a business trip. Since they'll be sticking around a few days I thought why not? I'm being the tour guide til they head on back home." He answered for it was definitely real kind of him wasn't it? Looking after those in the neighborhood. He looked down at Nate's bag with the games in them. "Do you play any games Nate?" It was a hunch, not that he was curious. Then again, it was that catty nature that was apart of the felidae universe. Curiosity killing cats was despicable. That's cause kit's rule? And won't go overboard with the Milo and Otis speech. He wasn't exactly being nosy, but for all he knows Nate could be purchasing items for someone else?

She saw the look that Ren gave her, and she let out a small laugh, as she shook her head.  Pointing at the phone.  “It’s Nate.”  A chuckle because the man amused her.  Not that it really took all that much to amuse Georgia Grace, and seeing she liked males, that was a bonus.

She was laughing so hard at Ren, it wasn’t Ren’s fault.  “Go try it on…”  She gave a small nod of her head.  “Don’t have to model it…just see what it looks like.  You want it to be sexy yet not to uncomfortable.  But really being uncomfortable might be good, because you know it looks good.  And yes no one see‘s those unless you want them to.  But you have to start with the basics!”  It was one of those things, that in the beginning it was uncomfortable but it didn’t stay that way. 

Her lips quirked upwards, “It’s okay Ren, it’s not something that your used too, but I promise I won’t harm you to much.”  As in getting her to wear other clothing.  She turned that smile to Ren.  “Thanks…because I think I am fond of it.”  She wasn’t one that had to wear a corset and even back in the day when it was a pain she might of liked it, but she loved the feeling now.  But she was oblivious to the three guys that were staring in the window, which was probably a good thing or she would of waved at them.  Which might of embarrassed them.

She had set the corset down on the counter, where they would hold it for her, when she got Nate’s text message.  -Sure now you want me around! Lol.-  Yes, that was the text, when she called out to Ren. “I will be right back.”  Just out of curiosity, she went to the door way, and she did notice the three sets of eyes that had been watching her, and she did give them a wave.  They all seemed to be watchers and not to brave because they went zipping away from the window.  When she reached the entrance of the store, she peeked her head out, and to her surprise she spotted the back of Owen and his sister’s heads, so she assumed because that was Nate,  talking to them. 

Having already called out to Ren, she slipped from the store, oh she wasn’t leaving her friend, no no, but she was going to go say hello.  And when she was close enough, and careful so she wouldn’t run into Owen or his sister, she took a jump, because Nate was at least a foot taller then her, and wrapped her arms around Nate, in a pounce type movement, pressing a kiss to his lips, her voice was soft as she spoke to Nate.  “Hey you,“ before turning to give Owen a happy little smile, that did include his sister.  “Hi Owen…and you must be Owen’s sister.”  She was smiling to the two of them.  “I’m Georgia Grace….”  She left it open for Owen’s sister to pop in her name. 

Then she looked back to Nate, “I have to get back to Ren…and pay for my purchase….but if you guys want to give us a moment….”  She looked between the three of them…landing her gaze on Owen‘s little sister.  ”Perhaps you would like to help me pick out clothes for Ren.”  And then a impish little grin shot to Nate.  “And you can help me figure out what I am to wear when you corrupt me?”  That was said in the sweetest of tones, of course, she was talking about playing Xbox, but she just…couldn’t help herself sometimes, she liked to play with the words.

She waved to Georgia as she walked into the room..again.  this time pulling off her clothes and neatly folding them and placing them on the seat.  Then she put on the pink and black number that Georgia said would be good.  She heard her friend say she'd be right back.

 

She had to admit that it was sort of Victoria Secret catalog good.  Ren turned this way and that, looking herself over.  "Damn she was right." She thought.  And it covered the vital bits, and that was a plus.  Poking her head out between the curtians she looked around for Georgia.

Spotting her outside the shop with Owen and...what was his name again...oh yeah Nate, and a female that seemed to be distracted.  For a moment Ren thought perhaps the girl was just another at the mall, and not part of the group.

May as well get some kind of enjoyment out of this, at least to match Georgia's.  And with that thought in mind, she walked out of the dressing room and over to the window.  Knocking lightly since they weren't all that far away.  When they would look over, she'd pose.  Turn around and pose again.

Well, she had been Miss Polite, but neither Owen, whom she thought wanted to be her friend, at least when Declan was around, nor his sister even blinked a lash in Georgia Grace’s direction.  She was not normally one for public displays of affection, and never with her friends, like Nate was, but something had gotten into her.  But she went with it.  She turned back to Owen and his sister, at Nate’s words.  “I know Owen, he, Declan and I have had a few…experiences at a art museum. “  Oh she wasn’t going to say anything mean, that wasn’t her style.  “Bless their hearts.”  She gave Nate’s arm a little squeeze, before that grin popped out again.  “I don’t know if we can be friends, with you wanting to turn me into a Geek.”  A impish little grin, which let him know that she was playing, he normally got her playful side.

And then the tapping on the glass, and Georgia Grace just started to laugh, before she clapped looking at Ren.  Hearing Nate’s words she looked at him. “See I do have good taste.”  And she gave a nod at his words and she slipped away, to go inside with Ren, as she slipped inside the store, she was laughing.  “I told you it was worth it…didn’t I?”  Really that was something Georgia Grace would of done, if she didn’t have to worry about pictures being snapped, and the headlines about Marie Michelle’s daughter running amuck while her mother was missing.

She turned her eyes to Ren.  “Let’s pick out a few more things, and then its onto step two.”  And she dipped her voice down. “And  I think Nate and the others might be around…I offered Owen’s sister the option of helping pick out clothing, but bless her heart, she was to busy staring at Nate, then my back as I attacked Nate…to say anything.”  She frowned, “But I’m worried about Owen…he was oddly silent.”

Even as she talked she walked away from the window, hoping Ren followed. “So…now to grab some more things…you need one lacy black set.”  She nodded her head, even as she grabbed it up and tossed it at Ren.  Georgia Grace had yet to steer her wrong right?  And she wasn’t trying to get Ren into anything like a thong...everything would be covered.

-- Edited by GEORGIA SHETTFIELD on Saturday 3rd of September 2011 01:53:45 PM

Talking about games became a center stage topic, for men anyway. And the minute Georgia appeared in the back of Nate, did he forget she was there at all. A low gasp in surprise when he suddenly wobbled from her clinging on his dear ally. As if on cue, he also remembered Kailee was standing there. A bright smile to the woman, apologizing to her as he was in that little world that happened often, sometimes. Kailee followed the girls inside the shop leaving the guys to speak to themselves. Bouncy, cute and innocent his sister was selecting the clothes that Georgia invited her into. Then, she trailed up beside her giving a look that was like a guilty child after being punished to something she done, but she was far from being rude so met her hoping there was no problem between them. 

"I'm very sorry for my bad behavior. I wasn't paying attention. It's just I got into town and I'm new here." Kailee said, hoping that Georgia can at least forgive her as once she gets excited, everything else is lost in the world, didn't think to mind her manners in the brink of any strangers. "My name is Kailee." As soon as she gets into a mall, her beacon rings high on load. Can you blame a girl from getting enthralled in the best large stores? Owen felt bad himself, understanding if Georgia was angry, it was his fault. He still wanted to be friends, he absolutely cared about her and that never has changed. Part of him realized how much he's missed her ever since she escaped from the Art Gallery. He didn't go in, but left Kailee to tail them seeing his beautiful sister over there make apologetic stares knowing that all will go well someday.

He canted his head to Nate, grinning. "I was going to ask you the exact same thing Nate. It would seem that you and Georgia has gotten acquainted." The question was in repeat to him, the small world song started going off in his head as the interface with the tackle proves they have gotten on friendlier ground. A glimpse of Ren caught in his eye through the window, he tapped in her direction waving. He mouthed, hello at her. Then, smirked expecting the ladies to walk out any minute now. "But, yeah, we have a little history." For a minute, he assumed her countenance has shifted quite a bit. Rather she was mean, he could take it. Owen was often the sponge to plenty of ventilating so it was quite understandable. The kiss on the lips also was a surprise.

Meanwhile, after Kailee bought some for her and a bit for Dakota Connors, knowing her tastes she even interjected she'll also assist in choosing the outfits. One good skill she has is tastes, leave her to choose what many overlooks. "I'll even be your consultant." Putting her half fists on her hips, big bright, colgate of a smile. Her face was so precious how could one pass up when she made that expression that Kailee was absolutely known for. Winning you over happens to be her best traits, if she fails, she'll plan with a new idea if one doesn't work.

Owen curled a smile, the pretty pretty princess aka Kailee was flamboyant, noting her cuteness and how she spoke with a sugar-like tone that makes it very hard to stay mad at her for too long. Never really knew too many who disliked the girl, she's even part of a Sorority in college as she had told him so on the phone at one time. Vice President too. It's no wonder she was voted in, nicknamed Skipper.

Oh! From how Georgia clung to him and how she kissed him, the young leopard was appalled. He was still learning so sue him if he start asking all kinds of inqueries that what he witnessed. A light shrug of his shoulders. Yes, she was basically human so it should be a good idea not to let on the telltale secret. His eyes side glanced at the werelion, nothing about the other lion he met up with never came up in any subject. He wondered if Nate met any like him or if there was a Pride in the area he knew nothing about. Not the best location to go about discussing any supernatural politics, besides that, his sister is one of those humans so that makes a whole lot of sense that they'll speak on things when they were in a distant range. "I know. When I saw her plant a kiss on your lips, that probably threw me off thinking you was an item." He explained wholeheartedly. As he looked at his friends and sister behind the window, figuring it was best to take a seat on the bench overyonder while he was still waiting on them. "I feel like one of those Sims." Owen said in amusement.

The seat near a few family members was taken, he took some lemon heads out of the bag and popped some in his mouth, suckling while watching an interracial lock and love cuddle each other. They was nuzzling, the man pinching her ass, the black woman biting and tugging his bottom lip speaking in tongues as if, love was a foreign language to them. Neither cared if the whole building looked at them. Some man shouted "Get a room! Would yah?!" The tattooed, Caucasian male stuck up his middle finger then they kissed so it'll emphasize how much public display of affection is often at times for a few people. A thin woman with a straw, southern belle looking hat, pulled a five year old girl with her. People was strewning about the store. The aroma of pretzels, ice cream, coffee, and other fragrances filled the air. There was a man with a bunch of CDs in a single case selling his wares. He saw the overseas fellow, thinking he probably will want one. Stopped in Nate's path, asking if he want a compact disc and told him the price, the qualities of being the salesperson.

She waved to Owen's little sister, cute kid, then responded "Absolutely, your torture deserves some reward." To Georgia with a smile.

At last, out of the frilly place.

Ren wrinkled her nose.  Whether it was from the disgust of being seen carrying such a fru-fru package, or the fact that the perfume sprayed on there was completely messing with her sense of smell.  Both, probably.  She itched her nose.

"Where to next boss?"  She kept the smile on her face. Those brown eyes constantly scanning, her hearing, piecing out the different sounds of those around her.  A little bit of a headache, but, her sense of smell was shot.  What's a dhampir to do? 

She itched her nose again, plastered on a pretty smile sans the fangs, and began to enjoy the shopping.

He snickered, the salesman was crumbling as Nate seemed agitated. His slapstick humor climax again as the poor fellow cringed. "Give the poor guy a break. He's selling." It was merely a joke. After reading a book for his book report once in high school called "Death of a salesman" their life was harsh. If there was one of the several career paths he never choose, it was a salesperson. Usually was someone who is irritable and annoying enough to take up a place in the hopes of chatting with random strangers. They get killed too quickly, it's a good thing for him, that his healing practices put him at center stage. Owen's humor was out there, but he was having fun for the most part. The girls fragrance drifted from inside the store to where he sat. The wait wasn't too bad. Owen looked down his baseball logo watch of the Orioles on it's face, the minute and hour hands slowly moved while the middle needle continued on it's rotation on the circular dial. Hearing the noises of the girls from a distance learning they were coming, thank god for that! He walked on the right side of Nate, his eyes turned to Nate when Georgia spoke of doing more clothes shopping. "I'm all for that. Sure." Nope, Owen didn't complain, these were the fairer sex and who better than a gentleman such as Dr. Connors himself.

He dropped his gaze on Ren, his nose continued to tickle for everytime they run into one another like this. The smell when she was close in range was peculiar. "Ren? Isn't it a swell surprise to see you of all people.."Droning off, then the punchline came as if unexpectedly. "Shopping!" Owen's skill at reading people was not at all amiss as he scrutinized the dhampir. The song "Girls Wanna Have Fun" was hummed on Kailee's lips, he shook his head knowing his sister was the girly girl type whose favorite colors was pink, purple, and indigo. She'd let you know if she really hates something or not, sugar coating as she is best known for, just as long none punches any red buttons you was fine. A twenty-three year old, five ft six, and a really nice figure to die for. One can see some of the curves of her breasts slightly peaking from her blue-green cotton dress, but she was all the more liking the exposure of her feminine pizzaz she calls it. Jem and the Holograms "Jem" music murmured from her phone. "Jem!" It kept singing. Picking up her Tinkerbell portable cellular phone, her verizon, a manicured thumb of her right hand clicked the talk button while she was hurrying to continue shop til you drop with the ladies. "Hey! Dakota! Our brother is here! In New Orleans! Thought I touch basis with you." One of Owen's sisters, Dakota Connors, splurged on Kailee's lips. Knowing Dakota and her club hopping. Grows too fast type of girl from Kailee's child-like, girly girl personality was never a dull moment.

Dakota drinks, she does, and probably is out with a cute guy, though, it was just as he thought in Owen's mind. Dad always told them about STDs and whatnot, rules are rules. Dakota's voice on the other end proved he was on the dotted line a little. Club, talking to the hottest looking guy of the century. Kailee heard her continue talking about the dude until finally Kailee checked her watch. "Look, Dakota, I'll see you later!" Clicking off button, she smiled sweetly for the interruption. "Sorry about that." No! Never a dull moment in the Connors family, his family, it's noticeable alright.

Laughter as she looked over at Ren. “Torture?” Oh no, Georgia Grace was enjoying this for the most part, and she liked that Ren was actually, playful. Because she might of just shut down completely doing something she didn’t want to do. Well she wanted to but she wasn’t well, it wasn’t her bag.

Exactly, Nate wasn’t the boss! That happened to be Miss Georgia Grace! Ha! And so when Nate answered Ren, she turned to stick her tongue out at Nate, and a impish grin slipped over her features. “Your not the boss, I am.” Even as she was talking she started to laugh, because it was rather highly amusing.

Glancing to Owen and his sister after the phone call she smiled. “It’s okay.”

And then they had Art, she had met him, once coming towards them. But he didn’t look like he was the sort for girl clothes shopping. But he might be, so she would look thoughtful of the next store before waving to him, it had been so long ago, she had met him and briefly, if she recalled it was when she was brand spanking new into town, and there was one of those…silly fights on the tv.

Nate grinned in such a way when she stuck her tongue out at him. His eyes however turned towards Ren and he chuckled softly when she spoke of Christmas and how much fun she would be. His eyes looked about then back towards Owen and his sister, he must have missed what happened cause he seemed confused a moment but made no mention of why. His eyes easing from one to the other before he shifted his hand sin his pockets ready to be dragged all over the mall, his favorite place....

((And because I'm an idiot....))

 

Nate turned his gaze towards the group as the clammered and made way from the huffing guard chasing them. He smirked lightly until he felt the other shifter that wasn't Owen. His eyes narrowed on the source of the power and his gaze followed him. Not in the predatory sense. he kept his shields on lock down save that little tinge of power he let creep out. His eyes followed and he offered a nod as he commented on possibly coming back. Nate wanted to call out a warning of get out while the getting is good or you'll be in the shoe section for four hours. But the shifter was scampering off. Nates beast was once again contained much to his dismay behind those shields and merely peeked out at the others with a mild interest.

One thing to take pride in what you are, it's entirely another to walk around like a rolling thundercloud of power saying 'Look at me! RAWR I has powah!'. Artemust kept his beast under a tight lock and key when out in public, not even a whiff of what lay beneath his skin. His own beast being larger than other leopards, but only smaller in muscle mass than the average jaguar by a mere twenty pounds made playing nice with his own kind difficult at times. To the younger Kurgen the walking turbine display just came off as obnoxious and entirely unneeded. Eyes of the brightest shade of emerald take in the group with a pleasant enough smile gracing his lips as greetings are passed.

"Shopping huh? Let me know when you get to the bathing suits and bikinis. That's my favorite part.." the statement made like a true hetero male. Though his gaze lingered on the male beside Owen for all of a second longer than the rest in an appraising manner. Then the redhead began her approach, the platforms got a dubious grin. "You look like you could use a hand Brooklyn..." polite as ever he offered to hold a few of her bags, clearly not all of them! "And I'm Artemus..." having been in New Orleans long enough he picked up that friggin accent. The 'a' getting elongated and the 'e' shortened more than ever.

"The gentleman to my left here is Owen" Motiions to the male giving off a leopard scent. "The lovely blond here, is Georgia" Faintly recalling her name form their brief encounter about a month ago. The man had one hell of a memory at times. "I'm afraid I don't know these other two, or I'd makde the proper intros." Though he cast a smirk at Ren that seemed oh so secretive.

'Artemus, huh? Everyone knows this fucker?' she thought.  Ren smiled to the redhead politely before a curt nod at Artemus. "Yogi."

Her previous merryment was gone, before she mentally shook it off and smiled.  To Georgia Grace she said "I think I need a good pair of shades...and a new lock..et. Locket." 

They'd only just begun their shopping trip, and already she thought she was in over her head.  Her idea of shopping for clothes was WalMart, cargos, camos, tanks, tee's....which was her dilema and why she was here.  She placed herself in Georgia's capable hands, she hadn't planned it a group event.  But hey, meet and greet right?

-- Edited by CANDRA RENDALL on Thursday 8th of September 2011 09:00:27 PM

-- Edited by CANDRA RENDALL on Thursday 8th of September 2011 09:01:19 PM

Owen popped another lemon head in his mouth, followed by one of those blue colored heads tasting like blue raspberry. The shade of his pink tongue turned a dark blue from eating the candies from inside the plastic bag. He heard Art's name remembering the name when they was introduced the first time. A little embarrassed to remind himself, not really the spot to go releasing too much of that sweet, arousing power all over the place or someone outside of their circle may notice! In a flash, he locked everything up nice and tight with his shields, but took a whiff of Brooklyn's scent allowing the information to be recorded to data in case a deja vu sequence may replay itself in the future. He did swear he's seen the rodent a few times, just never got a chance to formerly introduce one another up until now.

A humble, nonchalant tone escaped his lips even as Artemus opened introduction between them. He was not, if ever, lack any respect for anyone no matter who or what was in front of him. "It's a pleasure Brooklyn." He gave a tender smile at the rat, his hazel pools looking her over during Artemus's sweet self to handle all of the baggage for her meant there was a side to his fellow leopard for the females aye? As for the bikini's and swimsuits, he could not help but have such idea peek his interests. "This here is Nathaniel, the lady here is Ren." He gestered to his allies he met a few times in the past.

There was an invisible halo resting on top of the Physician's head at this very moment for each time he laid eyes on the peculiar smelling female who didn't at all look like someone that went around stores. He was moving right alongside Nate and the others who was going to do more clothes shopping. For his choices, he choose Old Navy, Big & Tall, and Gap as his button down shirt and jeans suggests they were purchased at those three locations. Owen saw a hispanic male come out of an electronic store running through some people a few distance away but paid no heed to the incident as the whole commotion generally happen all the time. He kept his gaze on the women, his young sister felt left out, he forgot she was standing right there of all things! "Oh! Right! This is my baby sister, Kailee." His twenty-three year old, bubbly sibling finally sparkled as her big brother managed to include her in with the others centered around them. She was just glad to join the girls on their choice of garments. "It's so nice meeting you two." Filling the air with her fun-loving words of cheerfulness. Good to get that out of the way hmm? Now everyone was here to enjoy their day. 

 

-- Edited by OWEN CONNORS on Friday 9th of September 2011 12:41:21 AM

Ren wasn’t the only only child there.  Georgia Grace had no brother’s or sister’s and at times she really wanted that companionship of a sibling but most of the time she wouldn’t of wanted a sibling to be raised as she had.  It wasn’t a selfish thought.  Of course, she would stick her tongue out at Nate, he was trying to take her role!  He needed to know his role, not hers, even if occasionally his past made an appearance.

Georgia Grace was laughing at Ren.  “Am I going to have to drag you out kicking and screaming?”  A impish little grin forming before her lips curved into a most happy of smiles.  “Christmas isn’t my favorite holiday, but I do love the shopping.”  She wondered how that would be this year though, if her ma would be back, if they would have a family Christmas or if it would be her first without her.  Every year no matter where Georgia Grace was she came home for Christmas, to New Orleans, at her ma’s place that she used as headquarters.   It was a picture perfect holiday.

As for seeing Ren stiffen, she turned to see whom was coming near, the man looked familiar, but that didn’t mean anything, because her memory wasn’t always the best.  A small niggling in the back of her mind as if she had met him at some point of time. 

Nate would love being pushed and pulled all over the mall, it was the thing to have done, wasn’t it?  It was a special kind of torture, but he was going to be able to try to geek up Georgia Grace later on.  You know, with the xbox learning!

They had not yet even made Nate go into a store and if he would of spoke up in such a way, she might have had to go to the shoe section for four hours to find the best pair of shots/boots/foot wear to kick him hard in the shin with!  Preferably something steel toed and super pointy, she didn’t want to hurt herself when kicking the man.

Georgia Grace was on the short side, she was a full 5’2”, and she wasn’t suffering from any sort of complex of being short.  And when Brooklyn came over to introduce herself her lips parted to speak, but then that man that she had a niggling memory of in the back of her mind, introduced her.  And because she was Georgia Grace, she spoke up, right after Art introduced her.  “Grace.  Georgia Grace.“  She was very particular about her name.  Even if her hair wasn’t exactly blonde, I mean it could be, if she went to the hair stylist while they were in the mall?  She turned a pretty little smile towards Brooklyn.  “Nice to meet you, Brooklyn.”  And the words were said with her normal honey quality to the slight southern draw that colored her words.  She would give a small nod towards Ren.  “This is Ren.”  Because the others had introduced themselves.

Who didn’t like the smell of caramel corn?  Really?   But then she heard them speaking of swimming suits, which wasn’t something she was ever against, but that wasn’t going to help Ren with what she needed to get.  And she looked over to Ren, because she had a strange feeling of something, like any human could slightly read a situation, and her hand slipped out to grab Ren’s and a squeeze was given.  No questions out of the petite lil Georgia Grace though.  

It was at that time that Nate said he had to take the call, a simple nod of her head as he spoke.  “I’ll save the shoe shopping for you Nate.”  A grin slipped over her features, it was a good thing she couldn’t of read minds earlier right?  He just looked like he liked shoes. 

She turned to shoot Ren a secret little smile, before the hand that had latched onto Ren’s began to tug her friend along.  “So much work and so little time.”  As they were moving they came across a store that had clothing that looked to be used for clubbing in the window, and she would flash the other’s a warm smile.  “Ren and I need to go into this store…..if y’all don’t want to we can catch up if y’all want to move on, I reckon.”

Brooklyn's bags in hand, he shook his head at the antices of Georgia and Ren, whom he now had a name to match the face. Nathaniel is given a nod in greeting, but Artemus made notes to watch that one more on the predefined notions of what he knew about lions. Very territorial creatures as far as he knew from past observations. Worse than tigers when it came to pissing contests, and everything became a pissing contest. But when you're the largest of the breeds, everything is insignificant, right?

A long moment taken to consider how to best answer the redhead's question about what he does. "Well Brooklyn...I'm a transient myself. Haven't been here more than two or three months. Just debating whether to actually start my own biz or just take what money I have and invest it in something like a new music label."

He kept shifting his gaze between his conversation with Brooklyn and the others, filing away Owen's family tree since it seemed important. Course his fellow leopard kept setting off his gaydar, and Artemus wasn't sure where those vibes were getting directed, really hoped it wasn't at himself. That could make things extremely awkward. About to continue further he saw the kid sprint out of one of the stores, a security guard on his ass.

Without a word to Ren, Georgia Grace, Brooklyn, or the others he dropped the bags in his hands and took off like a bullet. Well not quite that fast, he didn't want to broadcast what he was, still fast though...like an Olympic runnier. Passing the guard, he wove a path around scrambling shoppers. Why intervene? That wasn't something he was thinking of at the time. His mind was on the simple fact that retail crime is the damn reason things are so expensive! He didn't want to pay more for something than he had to because some broke ass moron got desperate. Barely breathing hard he got beside the would=be theif. "Drop the merchandise or I drop you through a display window...." Options. Always give them options.