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J. M. Austen ([personal profile] gentlemenpreferblondes) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-04-16 03:12 am

(OPEN) - Beneath the make up and behind the smile I'm just a girl

Who: J and everyone else!
When: Backdated from 1st of April to 13th. Before the trials + event log because i can
Where: J's makeup studio + bar !
What: Catch all log for this month
Warnings: Some out-dated slurs? Closed thread with Sans contains talk about the past sexual abuse and death. Will update if/when needed!



Make up

At first, way back on the January, J had only eye rolled at the job that the captains had assigned to her. Sure, go ahead and give the nelly a makeup studio, of course she'll know what to do. But it hadn't taken long from her to see the bright sides of the job. Really, having a roomful of beauty products had pretty sweet perks. The equipment they had first given to her hadn't been too great, but thanks to their stops at Eris and Emiri, she has been able to gather and add more products and items to it. Plus, she was rather lucky not to have that many customers, so her working hours were very flexible, making it possible for her to come and go just as she pleased-- which suited her better than well.

However, despite being more interested in playing hooky than keeping the shop open for potential customers, it's not too rare to find J loitering around her workshop. After all, it was perfect place for her to go and hide whenever she needed some privacy (somewhat a rarity nowadays that she has to share her bedroom with three other people). And it was good to at least let the captains think that she's doing her job.

The door's always closed but one can always tell whether she's in or not from the jazz music, more specifically: music by Marilyn Monroe -- her often singing along with it, that keeps playing whenever she's present. If someone were to open the door, they'd find J either laying on the couch while reading different kind of magazines that she's collected from the library, or then fixing her own make up.


BAR

While J loves her little 'beauty salon', and wouldn't want to trade it for anything, there was no denying that she was in her true element when working at the bar. She had been only little over 14 years old when she had gotten her first job at the shady, local pub near her school, where she had used to sneak in secret from the teachers and rest of the school staff. The only downside to this job was that it's not nearly as easy just to ditch the work now that she has a co-worker, who's more than strict when it comes to showing up to shifts.

Oh well. Good thing that she loves this job and while she's not exactly the best bartender around, as it's her first time working on this side of the counter, but at least she has some kind of clue what to do. Although, that still doesn't mean that J takes this job too seriously either. As she can most of time be found poking her MID, playing certain romance game in it, not caring whether it was a busy night or not.

She's also rather lenient about giving alcohol to people who haven't reached the legal drinking age because hey. She started using alcohol at age of 14 and she's not one to deny it from other kids.

WILDCARD!:

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[prose and action tags are both welcomed!]
takeitslow: ([Speak])

BAR!

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-18 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Finding out J had switched positions was like getting a Christmas present early. He'd long been thinking of way he could potentially sneak some bottles away from the bar; it wouldn't be too hard, given his abilities. But here was an opportunity, all wrapped up neat in a glossy bow, to get what he wanted without the need to steal.

And there's the added bonus of getting to annoy one of his favorite people at the same time. Win-win.

He quite literally seems to appear on a bar stool while her attention is on her MID. He's grinning widely, leaning his elbows on the counter top.]


What's a guy got to do to get a little attention around here?
takeitslow: ([Joy])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-23 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[He notices the flinch and only smiles about it. She doesn't seem the type to get upset whenever he 'scares' her with his powers, so he doesn't feel bad about suddenly appearing and disappearing on her. It's one of those things people who know him just have to get used to.]

Hello, then. [He draws it out, chin in hand.] I heard somebody got a new job, I had to come see for myself. Congratulate you and all that.
takeitslow: ([Speak])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-25 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Well, those little birds must have known you needed me. You're welcome, J. Couldn't just leave you to deal with all these boring people alone. I'm not cruel. It's a civic duty to stick around, keep an eye out for your entertainment. And if that means I need something to drink in the meantime...

[His smile turns sly.]
takeitslow: ([Goodtime])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-27 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
What can I say? I'm just that good of a guy.

[His smile widens. He didn't think she'd make a fuss over it, but it still feels like a little victory that she'd agreeing so easily.]

Yes, please. Make me something special, won't you J?
takeitslow: ([Time])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-28 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes the glass, sniffs of it and frowns at her. He slowly slides it back over across the counter.]

I don't know about you, but when I'm from most adults are pretty much drunks. My mom keeps more alcohol in the living room then family photos. I know a drink when I smell it.

[He taps the rim of the glass, shaking his head.]

I'm not a kid J. Give me something real, please.
takeitslow: ([Joke])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-04-29 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
It kind of sounds like a bummer when you say it like that.

[He didn't really have a problem with his mother's drinking. He couldn't begrudge her a vice with the life she'd lead, as long as it didn't effect the little girl in the house.]

Something with an actual proof. Or even just a beer if you're going to hold out on me.

[He leans forward, smiling again.] Come on J, serve me a real drink. today's been boring, help me make tonight a little more fun.
takeitslow: ([Snack])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-05-02 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
You make it sound like a problem. I think of it more as a great opportunity to sneak out or something in, without having to worry about getting caught. Their time sleeping off hang overs can only be used for our advantage.

[He watches her make another drink, taking it and raising it in a mock cheer when she hands it over. The first sip is small, he learned his lesson on trying to chug from taking bottles from his mother's stash. It's not the best thing he's ever tried, but it's real and he appreciates that she listened to him. Even if his initial reaction of a tightly scrunched up face doesn't show it.

Maybe he should have went the 'girly' route and asked for it mixed.]


That's real. [He coughs, laughs and takes another drink.] Well, you are very entertaining. But you're working. Someone else comes in here and you have to go and serve them. You could be gone a whole five minutes and what am I supposed to do in that time?
takeitslow: ([Time])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-05-02 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't got a dad. [He barely lingers after saying it, casual from years of explaining to classmates and teachers why he has his mother's name.] If I took Mom's car she would kick my ass. And why do I need a car when I'm this fast? I didn't need one to get you to the museum.

[He waggles his eyebrows. He might be chasing her but there's no reason he can't force the implication to be lighthearted.

He takes another drink, grimacing this time because she's not too far off the truth. Most things in life are a special sort of torture for him, with how quickly he processes things and how slow the world is as a result. He doesn't think anyone quite gets how constant he needs attention to be.]


What can I say? I just really hate being ignored by pretty girls.
Edited 2016-05-02 21:26 (UTC)
takeitslow: ([Do])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-05-09 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
There's a truck in the cargo bay. A huge one.

[Which he can admit to eyeing a few times even if he finds driving boring.]

You've done a pretty good job so far. [Let her tease, he'll use the same tone right back. Maybe it'll hide that he's being serious.] Too much? Come on, do I look like a wimp to you?