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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 2:40 pm
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For the first time in months, Dove finally felt stable, like her feet were firmly planted on the ground, and to those around her this specific day, it was obvious that she was at ease and in her element.
Again and again she posed, moving with high accuracy to the photographer's suggestion, including her own when they gave her liberty to show her own ideas. Now on break for a few moments before their last fifty frames, she pushed her hair back from her face and laughed along with a few crew members as they shifted lights and the next few products they would use. Sparky trailed at her heels as she made her way out of the way, seemingly indifferent to the small commotion around him, watching Lovey as she again drew attention from a young woman with a clipboard off to the side, allowing herself to be petted a few moments before she darted back to Dove.
Scooping the small eevee back up into one of her arms, the girl sighed in near bliss, then laughed as the tiny new addition to her team nuzzled at her ear from under her hair. Lovey yipped softly, excited to finally see her trainer happier after everything had happened. It was just what the girl needed.
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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:26 pm
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An immediate chill went down the model's spine as the room went silent and the man's voice carried through the room--though for an entirely different reason, she assumed.Quietly, she turned to look at the newcomer, finding him easily given his height, and looked him over, her eyes falling gracefully when he approached the director close by to where she stood.
Her brows furrowed a little, and she turned her gaze instead to the crew as they stilled or went about their work more quietly. Kaiba... the owner? He looked so young to the head of such a company, but even though she hated to admit it with very little knowledge of the man, he reminded her of someone, even just with the tone of his voice and how he carried himself...
Though Dove had been respectful enough not to stare, the little legendary at her shoulder peeked it's head out more prominently to stare at the man, its eyes focused on the glint of the watch at his wrist. Its new trainer, however, immediately turned her attention back to it, patting its head as she again looked to the director as he spoke.
"I assure you sir, this shoot is well on its way to being the best we've seen. This photographer has a much higher standing in his arts," he told him cautiously but with confidence, "the crew is his own and quick on their feet, and our model has one of the best resume spreads I've ever seen come our way without calling in from other regions."
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 7:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:02 pm
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"Y-Yes, sir. As you wish, sir," the director told him with a slight bow of his head, before he returned to his crew and shouted a few directions.
Dove again turned her attention to the man as Trill stilled on her shoulder, meeting his eyes smoothly as he appraised her. Yes, he definitely reminded her of someone, and though she might have once found that intimidating, she was long over it. So, so over it. With a slight bow of her own head, she began to introduce herself, until the little mew again poked its head out further, then climbed over her shoulder to float in front of the man, curiously blinking at his watch. "Mew?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:07 pm
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Her brows furrowed as he covered his face and she did her best not to roll her eyes. Exactly like him.
"It's a mew, or at least has the DNA of one," she said almost flatly, taking the necklace from around her neck and stuffing it instead into her pocket. Though Trill blinked as the item disappeared, it quickly moved up to her shoulder, then around her neck under her hair again, curling it's long tail around the girl's waist and blinking at the man. She again met his gaze. "Perhaps, but I haven't worn jewelry for the past few days, aside from that necklace, and it's used to it now."
She tilted her head. "Do you own one yourself, sir?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:21 pm
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She took his words calmly, even as Trill shrank back below her shoulder, nuzzling its face nervously against her neck. Though the possibility of it being sold illegally had worried her for a moment, she brushed it off; it was now in the possession of a trainer. At least no one with evil intent would get their hands on it, fake or not.
"Crystal clear, sir," she told him, her fingers sliding along the mew's tail, noting that he failed to mention her question. "I apologize for any inconvenience."
Sparky, stood at full height behind her, curious about the man's tone and demeanor. Lovey sat at her trainer's feet, curiously watching the man.
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 20, 2013 9:34 pm
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