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Hanna eyes the man, and plucks a card from her purse, "Things seem to be drawing near a close, and the time is inconvenient. Give me a call some time. Just ask for Mrs. Harper. Let the operator know you've got personal business."
Hanna gives a little smile, and Al-Adin can see just a bit of warmth in it... this time.
"Well, any time you'd like to come by, that'd be great," Danny replied, with an lipless, fanged smile. "I like helping out fellow craftsmen. But tonight, I think the Commons is getting ready to close, so I'd better be off. See you later, Tobias."
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Al-Adin takes Hanna's smile as if it was a strong dose of happy-juice.
"Yah! I'll call you soon; it was great to talk to you. I had a lot of fun!" His smile is huge, he made a new friend today! "My number is 4MO-NKEY. call me if you ever want to go do something really fun!"
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Terri grinned as she looked between L'aire and Dorian, wondering whether they were closer than just acquaintances. She let the thought vanish though.
"Either way, I bet it was pretty spectacular!" the redhead excitedly replied. She had always wondered if she could have the skill to get into somewhere as magnificant as the Cirque du Soleil but the thought of leaving Sacramento had always held her back. She enjoyed dancing and singing, and it was true she wasn't that great, but she made up for it with a natural enthusiasm.
"So, what are your plans now you're here?" Terri equired.
"Sounds great," Tobias said. "It was nice meeting you!"
"Yes it was very exciting, We very much enjoyed our work there, but it was time to move on." Dorian states, "As of now, no, we have no real solid plans. We had thought to see about a costuming position somewhere. Who knows, we shall get by, we always do."
The Dancer wouldn’t be content unless she was, well, dancing. “Well, I hope to find a dance school or studio to teach soon. Hopefully I’ll also be able to keep up my skills now that I’ve come here.”
The Fairest chuckled. “I’m sure I’ll be cracking the phone books and pounding the pavement for a few weeks.” Which really didn’t bother her, she just hated hearing ‘no’ or ‘sorry we’re not accepting applicants.’ Although she’d never actually applied or auditioned for a job in years. “Hopefully something will pop up.” She shrugged happily.
I won't sell my soul to some strip club, no fucking way.
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Ok, I let the thread run for longer to let people do some more RP...but now this thread is officially closed. Great job everyone, some pretty good stuff!Remember that if you want to engage in social RP, you can always start your own thread or join any open threads in the Lost forum
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