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thisavrou_log2016-04-16 03:12 am
gentlemenpreferblondes) wrote in 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 logbecause 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!:
create your own adventures!
[prose and action tags are both welcomed!]
When: Backdated from 1st of April to 13th. Before the trials + event log
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!:
create your own adventures!
[prose and action tags are both welcomed!]
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J shuts down her MID game as he sits down on the stool and leans her elbows on the counter, resting her chin on her hands as she returns his smile.
"Maybe," she hums with a sweet voice. "Something like vodka I can do, but what's red bull?"
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Eggsy shrugs, it wasn't important. He knows there's some stuff they don't have here, and a lot of the people are from completely different universes.
"Vodka's just fine. Whatever you've got, I'll take."
He smiles, glancing around them. "So, you like it down here? Doin' this?"
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"So, it's like sodas? Pepsi, cola and dew? We got something like those if you'd like?" She inquires as she turns around and goes to cabinets, taking out the right bottle and one glass. She fills the one-third of the glass with the clear liquid, placing it then on the counter in front of him.
"Hm? Well, depends on what do you mean by this."
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Though the crash could be pretty bad if he had too much in too short a period of time. Eggsy hasn't had a redbull in a long time, Kingsman didn't let them and he couldn't find them here in space.
"That works for me. I ain't gonna fuss if you don't have somethin' I want."
Eggsy nods then, looking around him briefly. "You like workin' at the bar?"
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"But if you want I can add some sweet stuff to your drink and even toss a lemon as an extra. How does that sound?" She's still only learning how to mix drinks and do different kind of cocktails, but she should know how to do something as basic as vodka-cola
"And sure I do. I've worked at the bars before, too. Although this is my first time doing things on this side of the counter."
no subject
It all sounded delicious to him. Eggsy honestly wasn't terribly picky about his drinks, he'd just been looking for something that reminded him of home.
"How about you make whatever you think'll be good and then I'll have that."
Eggsy shifts back in his seat, a brow raised in question.
"What'd ya do then?"
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"I'm actually a singer!" She answers as she works with his drink. "There was a club called Blue Rapid in New York where I used to work. It was pretty fancy place like in gentlemen's club-kind of way. I used to sing there every night for two years!"
After she's done mixing the ingredients she adds few ice cubes and slice of a lemon to the glass and brings the drinks to him.
"There you go."
no subject
Eggsy's grinning now, reaching up to take the drink from her.
"I've never been to New York, what's that like?"
He takes a sip of the drink, rolling the liquid around on his tongue. "This is good, thanks."
no subject
J leans in forward, supporting her body with her elbows and resting her chin on her hands. When he asks about the New York her expression brightens up, eyes gleaming a little.
"What is it like? Darling there's no other place like New York in the whole world. It's like everything you've heard about!" J sights, sounding almost dreamy as she speaks.
"How about you, honey? There must be a story behind that accent."