06-22-2020, 12:05 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-22-2020, 12:06 AM by michael t..)
LIKE THE MOON SAYS TO THE DARK — As of late, Michael had been more than a little eager for distractions. After all, he was still on the very end of recovery from his concussion, and he had quite recently lost the ever comforting – if crazy – presence of his fiance, so the prospect of getting out of the house? It was more than a little tempting. And thankfully, it seemed as though Roxie felt the same way, given her chaotic family life, and even worse romantic life. Thanks to the two of them needing something to do, and both being very invested in their appearances most times, they had decided to put those two aspects of their lives together, into one thing – a beauty salon. It was perfect. Not only would they have something to keep their minds and paws occupied, but they also had a free pass to judge the appearances of others, and hopefully, improve them. It was basically Michael's dream job... next to being a thief, that is, although he wasn't really sure that counted as a real career title.
The two of them had gotten to work nearly immediately after the idea had come to their minds, Michael going out to grab a bunch of jewelry and supplies, while he gave Roxie the job of setting up a decent place for them to "work." After several hours, they had set up what was essentially a beauty salon stall near the tavern, with tons of jewelry, makeup, and various other things littered about. Already they were beginning to get odd looks from the usual patrons of the tavern, and they even already had one customer – a rather unfortunate NPC, who was currently stuck in between the differing opinions of the two siblings. Michael sent a mismatched glare in his sister's direction, his thick fur fluffed up as he stated firmly, "Rox, I told you! Blue is a much better nail color for this guy! Navy blue in particular, but, I mean, any color would work, really..." There was the usual stubborn edge to his voice, as if Roxanne was yet another grunt questioning one of his heist plans.
The bobcat was only pulled away from his very important argument with Roxie by the presence of others around, noticing that quite the crowd had begun to gather near them, looking confused. He shot another firm look in his sister's direction before raising his voice to call out, trying to look amicable – or as amicable as he really could, "It's a beauty salon, people! If you wanna stop gawking and come join us, you can! Real simple, Roxie and I will help you look nice." He then offered a toothy little grin, although it looked significantly more like a snide smirk on the fugitive's face.
( [member=901]ROXANNE R.[/member] you can feel free to respond before rox lmao ) — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
The two of them had gotten to work nearly immediately after the idea had come to their minds, Michael going out to grab a bunch of jewelry and supplies, while he gave Roxie the job of setting up a decent place for them to "work." After several hours, they had set up what was essentially a beauty salon stall near the tavern, with tons of jewelry, makeup, and various other things littered about. Already they were beginning to get odd looks from the usual patrons of the tavern, and they even already had one customer – a rather unfortunate NPC, who was currently stuck in between the differing opinions of the two siblings. Michael sent a mismatched glare in his sister's direction, his thick fur fluffed up as he stated firmly, "Rox, I told you! Blue is a much better nail color for this guy! Navy blue in particular, but, I mean, any color would work, really..." There was the usual stubborn edge to his voice, as if Roxanne was yet another grunt questioning one of his heist plans.
The bobcat was only pulled away from his very important argument with Roxie by the presence of others around, noticing that quite the crowd had begun to gather near them, looking confused. He shot another firm look in his sister's direction before raising his voice to call out, trying to look amicable – or as amicable as he really could, "It's a beauty salon, people! If you wanna stop gawking and come join us, you can! Real simple, Roxie and I will help you look nice." He then offered a toothy little grin, although it looked significantly more like a snide smirk on the fugitive's face.
( [member=901]ROXANNE R.[/member] you can feel free to respond before rox lmao ) — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
— Reggan