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Angelique hurried down the street, feeling like an alien in some low-budget production, played out in someone's dingy upper room -- one in which the wardrobe budget was particularly abysmal. Skinny blue jeans, a shirt (not even a blouse) that might have served as a cute short dress at any other time, and a loose dark cardigan over it all that covered up any shape Angelique might have had. Hair and makeup had been completely fired from the production, as well, affording only a messy queue of unruly black hair to frame a clean, not-quite-boyish face.

Angelique looked like a boy, and every step she took along the pavement felt just slightly wrong. Head down, eyes on the pavement, strangers seemed to jostle her at every turn, but she said nothing and avoided eye contact, no matter how often she stumbled.

The trouble with living one's life without labels and without limits was that even individuals who defied categorization had families, including a younger brother and sister who, at times, wanted to see the older sibling about whom their parents seemed to have forgotten. Supper in the city, perhaps every three or four months, was the most contact Angelique had with her siblings. And every time, she dressed like this, washed her face, and ignored her hair, just to keep them from asking any questions.

It wasn't long before she passed an organic makeup boutique, and came to a halt to stare in the window at the spring line of products. Surely just a lipstick would help erase this feeling of wrongness... but could she go inside, looking as she did now? Angelique watched the shop girls with their black outfits, perfect hair, and gorgeous faces, and envied how simple it all must be for them.

((OOC: Open post! Angelique looks much more masculine, and may or may not be easily recognized by people she already knows. Find her either being bumped around on the sidewalk, or staring in the window of the makeup shop, or anywhere else outdoors that makes sense!))

Date: 2016-04-22 11:20 pm (UTC)
goodfellow: (Default)
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Robin likely wouldn't have even stopped if he hadn't recognized her. But he did - because he'd been curious at Fin's party about the vampire's companion. Robin liked anything that was out of the ordinary. And he liked beautiful things even more.

He supposed he ought to be careful about approaching her (him?) considering how she was dressed, but he would hate to have a missed connection.

"There's a very trendy color this season called Banned Red," he said. "I think it would be very good on you."

Date: 2016-04-23 01:10 am (UTC)
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"Too red for public consumption," Robin said, pushing his hair back and looking into Angelique's eyes. "Too beautiful for public consumption, I suppose. Like I said, it would suit you. You just have to be careful. It's dangerous, being too red and beautiful."

Date: 2016-04-23 01:49 am (UTC)
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Robin smiled. "Come in and we'll find it for you," he said. "But first... please remind me your name." He remembered, of course. But he had no idea if that was who Angelique wanted to be, today.

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Date: 2016-04-23 12:19 am (UTC)
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Having no scent of his own was something Fin was still getting used to. It was the sort of thing you didn't notice until it was gone, and though he'd tried several designer colognes, he hadn't found anything yet that didn't simply smell, well, fake. Which was what had led him to this shop, and why he was just about to walk inside when he was jostled right into a young man to his left.

"Sorry," he said, patting the man's arm in apology, and then pausing.

"Angelique!" he said brightly, about to ask how she was- He was? Fin honestly wasn't sure which was appropriate here. Either way, they looked down, and asking after their mood seemed silly. "I was just about to go in. Want to join me?" he offered instead, perhaps a bit gently, as though building up to asking what was the matter.

Date: 2016-04-23 01:22 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (scarf smile)
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"You look fine, but I'd love the company," Fin replied, offering his arm.

Date: 2016-04-23 02:28 am (UTC)
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Fin wasn't offended, and only nodded, dropping his arm as he lead the way inside.

"Bad day, was it?" he asked quietly, looking at the displays, then glancing at Angelique. "Perhaps a pop of colour will turn it around?" he suggested, picking up a large shadow pallet, and smiling as he held it up in show.

He didn't know much about makeup, but he was trying.

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Date: 2016-04-23 11:21 am (UTC)
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Anael was ambling along, hands in the pockets of his jeans, shoulders back, gaze curious and open. He was watching the city and the people inside it, rushed though they seemed. When he noticed him, it was the body language and the complicated mess of emotions that struck him. The young man's gaze was fixed on the pavement as he walked, but had he been looking around, Anael would likely have watched him all the same, with that same warm concern.

Their paths were about to cross when the young man was jostled, and Anael instinctively reached out to steady him. "Are you all right?" he asked, trying to lock eyes with him. Anael might look and sound like any other London youth, but there was something a little too intense about him for him to ever completely pass.

Date: 2016-04-24 11:34 am (UTC)
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"I'm regularly guilty of that fault," Anael confirmed with a small smile, not thinking to pull his hand back. He would need more than a little sharpness to take offense (or the hint).

Date: 2016-04-24 03:34 pm (UTC)
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"You seemed... like you could use it," Anael replied with a small shrug, then squeezed his hand warmly, and finally pulled his back. "And I'm not just terribly nosy," he added simply. "I... don't like seeing people in pain." Seeing, feeling.

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Date: 2016-04-23 07:16 pm (UTC)
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Shannon exited the boutique looking the complete opposite of how Angelique felt in jeans and a sapphire blue sweater that perfectly matched his eyes. He had a violet and cream scarf wrapped loosely around his neck and new boots of soft, supple light brown leather on his feet. He carried a small paper bag from the boutique in one hand. In addition to makeup, they had a line of skin care products he'd recently fallen in love with.

He saw Angelique at the window and thought the man looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place from where. He met so many people, it was no surprise he didn't remember every one of them.

"Have you tried their new hand lotion?" he asked. "It's to die for."

Date: 2016-04-25 04:21 pm (UTC)
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Shannon laughed, pleased with the flattery. "I do my best not to be defeated." He lifted his shopping bag. "As you can see, precautions have already been taken."

The sense of familiarity nagged at him, so he asked, "Have we met before?"

Date: 2016-04-26 03:05 am (UTC)
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Shannon took a step back in surprise. He remembered the woman in the lavender overlay. This person looked nothing like her. If it hadn't been for his meeting Kersen, he might not have been as tactful with his reaction, but he was able to turn his surprise to where it was appropriate. He gestured at her clothing.

"Did someone raid your closet when you weren't looking?" he asked. "I never would have expected this for one of your fashion choices."

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Date: 2016-04-23 09:06 pm (UTC)
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Makeup and Sunny did not get on.

It wasn't that she was a tomboy, which you could call her that if you liked. She liked sports and running hard and getting dirty. It was that anything she put on her skin was instantly ridiculous. She was a sheet of new printer paper. The lightest touch of any color marred that. There was no making that look natural.

When she saw a young man looking in the window at a makeup boutique, she got interested enough to look, seeing as it was noteworthy enough that there must be something interesting about it. But... no. It looked like any other makeup boutique or counter to her.

And she'd nearly walked off, but... Something about the lines of his face nagged at her. Made her stay.

It hit her pretty visibly, even as she was pretending to look in the window while she thought.

"You've got a great skin tone for this kind of thing," she said finally.

Date: 2016-04-23 11:57 pm (UTC)
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"No, really," Sunny answered. "When I try, I don't even get the luxury most black girls have of 'why does half this lipstick turn orange on me?' At best, I look like a really confusing geisha impression. More often, though, I just look like a harlequin."

Date: 2016-04-24 05:33 am (UTC)
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While she'd been aiming for a laugh, Sunny realized she'd distracted Angelique from whatever cloudy mood he was in, and that was something. "I don't know anything about makeup," she admitted with a slight duck of her head. "I live in a world of barely-tinted lip gloss. And... veritable gallons of sunscreen."

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