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Namine ([personal profile] linkthismemory) wrote in [community profile] interstellar55552016-02-09 09:58 pm
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This sudden burst of sunlight

Who: Namine and anyone who wants to visit her.
What: A Nobody pretends to be a Somebody until she can rescue her friends.
When: Early Feb
Where: Rockwell's Art Supply
Warnings: IDEK. It's Namine Like. Really. It's entirely on whatever characters are visiting, really.

A

Nora Whitney is a lovely girl if you ask Mr. Rockwell or any of the people who work at Rockwell's, for that matter. There are only a few people on staff, Nora being the newest. She's always willing to help, and she's often found drawing on her breaks, or when there isn't anyone at the register. 

When asked she'll say that she likes drawing things she sees, the pictures seeming to be of the city or of the many stars that are in the papers and the tabloids. She smiles kindly and tells them she likes music. It's not a lie. But it isn't the entire truth either. 

She's quite good at that, by now.

She tends to take the register nearer to closing, beforehand it's easier to find her roaming the store, restocking or cleaning. 

B

On her way to and from work, Nora tends to take all sorts of different paths. She leaves early from home to find new ones, and returns home late to keep looking some days, though she often shows up at any of her 'family's' workplaces to walk home with them, even if it's rather far away, and there is no real way she could've gotten there from her own work quite so quickly. 

She sometimes stops to draw, but mostly just seems to be wandering, wearing her patchwork leather bag and seeming to just take in everything she can see. 

Acting like a regular person is very new to her, afterall. 


 
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A

[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2016-02-13 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not too long before closing time that Luce suddenly bustles inside the small store, aggravated but hiding it well save for the occasionally jerkiness to otherwise smooth movements.

She's not an artist. It's simply not a title that's ever really applied to her. Besides the musical variety, of course, and a part of her is wondering how much that title belongs to her too lately. Yet anytime she's not doing work for the band, she's suddenly but often being pulled aside by someone. Usually it's just some secretary to another Virgo Veteran, giving her a task to do. Oh no, Luce isn't allowed downtime. At least, besides a scarce few hours to sleep.

Luce knows why they're doing it, of course. A half of her- the half she knows is manufactured and a damned liar- says she's brought it on herself. The other half just bares teeth in shimmering rage.

The end result, the visible one, is that she looks faintly ill from overwork as she bustles through the aisles before giving up. Spotting the girl at the register, Luce waves her hand. "Ah, excuse me?"
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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2016-02-25 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hope so!" She tries to laugh it off a bit, to seem not as tired as she is, but Luce isn't sure it's working. At least, working as well as she'd like it to. "I was- I need to get some paintbrushes for someone, but I didn't realize there would be so many types. Do you know much about the differences between them?"
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[personal profile] giglio_madonna 2016-03-07 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Relieved for the help, Luce follows after "Nora" with no problem. The sooner this little problem is solved, the sooner she can placate her dear seniors. "Oh, I believe... acrylic paints. There were a lot more brushes than I was expecting to find." She huffs out a laugh.