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Post by dallas on Oct 6, 2009 13:17:54 GMT 10
OutfitDallas walked into her new shop and looked around, smiling softly. She missed her tribe sure but she could live with that, this was her shop, her cafe. Dallas looked around and gently ran her fingers along the soft fur that she had put up on the walls, next to the antique bows and bone daggers. She pushed her curly hair behind her ear as she walked towards the front of the store and flipped the sign so it said OPEN. If business picked up she'd try to hire someone but right now she wasn't sure that she would need the help.
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Post by Enya Roxie de la Croix on Oct 7, 2009 18:55:48 GMT 10
outfitEnya was humming softly, an old song she had learned when she was a small girl. It had been a long time sinc she had bothered with the song, but now seemed as good a time as any to sing it as she skipped through Diagon Alley during some of her free time. The sight of a new shop caught her eye. Enya raised a delicate eyebrow and moved towards it. The sign said open.
A grin appeared on her face as she walked into the shop. "Bonjour! Iz anyone 'ome?"
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Post by dallas on Oct 8, 2009 15:53:31 GMT 10
Dallas turned around when she heard a very distinct French accent coming from a woman. Dallas instantly grinned, "Howdy. Welcome to my cafe, is there anything I can get you today?" Yeah, her western roots were showing... badly.
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