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discedo2012-02-07 12:46 pm
thatpeskyninja) wrote in discedo2012-02-07 12:46 pm
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°˚°Single White Rose°˚°~02 [Video]
Memory// 1//
The room is set in a traditional like asian like decor with sliding paper doors. There's young woman sitting down on a futon in a silk, pink kimono, while a older woman was behind her brushing the ebony strands of hair that reached down to her waist. She'd fidget a couple of times before there was a heavy sigh given.
"Miss Yuffie you have to hold still."
"Chevok you're taking too long to do this!" She griped.
"It wouldn't take so long if you wouldn't squirm so much, plus you have a lot of hair. A princess must take good care of her hair." The older woman stated as she let the brush run back down through the long strands of hair. Yuffie merely grumbled to herself. Everyone thought her hair was so flattering on her, but truth be told she hated it. There was a few moments of silence, before she spoke up.
"I don't see what having long hair has to with being a princess. It gets in the way, especially when I'm in a fight.. I'd rather have it cut." A hand reached up pulling at a long bang through her fingers.
"We won't have any of that Miss Yuffie. It's tradi--"
"I HATE tradition! You guys only bring that up if you don't have a better excuse to give me. I'm not keeping it long just because of THAT." She stood up quickly before she went over to a small dresser. Quickly rummaging through it before finding a pair of scissors. Her hand reached behind her to find an appropriate length to cut it. Without any hesitation, she took the scissors cut the locks in one straight line. The hair fell in a bunch on the floor once she dropped it. Chevok looked in utter disbelief at what she had done.
"Your father is going to be furious." The woman's eyebrows knitted together. Yuffie just had a big smile on her face.
"Don't care. It's my hair not his. I mean he can have what I cut off. He could use some on the top if you ask me." It was all a self victory for her.
"You are such a little delinquent. Come here child so I can at least even out that hair of yours."
Yuffie did as instructed as she went back to sit down to let her fix this very short hairstyle of hers. She would be keeping it this short too.
--
[Here's Yuffie sitting on a high ledge of a building in Discedo and...still wearing shorts. Yeah, it totally feels like summer time out here.]
I don't even know any of these people. Well, with the exception of Square. [Yuffie its pronounced CUBE.]
Thought I really was suffering from a concussion when I hit my head. Seems to be pretty common with a lot of people from what I see. Gotta say..some of the stuff I've seen is pretty MESSSED UP. You know who you are.
Some of you got some real issues you know that? But hey, I've seen worse. I'm not one to judge. Some of these are pretty hilarious and nice. It's like television playing in your head. Just without the remote. I guess this is better than fighting more of those mummies. The burning dead don't make for good BBQ. In fact they smell, pretty bad. I don't think any amount of sauce can fix that either.
Oh, another thing. I hear Cube gives good massages. You might want to get in on some of that. Though I already called first dibs.
[[ooc: If you like a different memory for Yuffie just say so. I just put that one up there just because. Can write out more directly to you too!]]
The room is set in a traditional like asian like decor with sliding paper doors. There's young woman sitting down on a futon in a silk, pink kimono, while a older woman was behind her brushing the ebony strands of hair that reached down to her waist. She'd fidget a couple of times before there was a heavy sigh given.
"Miss Yuffie you have to hold still."
"Chevok you're taking too long to do this!" She griped.
"It wouldn't take so long if you wouldn't squirm so much, plus you have a lot of hair. A princess must take good care of her hair." The older woman stated as she let the brush run back down through the long strands of hair. Yuffie merely grumbled to herself. Everyone thought her hair was so flattering on her, but truth be told she hated it. There was a few moments of silence, before she spoke up.
"I don't see what having long hair has to with being a princess. It gets in the way, especially when I'm in a fight.. I'd rather have it cut." A hand reached up pulling at a long bang through her fingers.
"We won't have any of that Miss Yuffie. It's tradi--"
"I HATE tradition! You guys only bring that up if you don't have a better excuse to give me. I'm not keeping it long just because of THAT." She stood up quickly before she went over to a small dresser. Quickly rummaging through it before finding a pair of scissors. Her hand reached behind her to find an appropriate length to cut it. Without any hesitation, she took the scissors cut the locks in one straight line. The hair fell in a bunch on the floor once she dropped it. Chevok looked in utter disbelief at what she had done.
"Your father is going to be furious." The woman's eyebrows knitted together. Yuffie just had a big smile on her face.
"Don't care. It's my hair not his. I mean he can have what I cut off. He could use some on the top if you ask me." It was all a self victory for her.
"You are such a little delinquent. Come here child so I can at least even out that hair of yours."
Yuffie did as instructed as she went back to sit down to let her fix this very short hairstyle of hers. She would be keeping it this short too.
--
[Here's Yuffie sitting on a high ledge of a building in Discedo and...still wearing shorts. Yeah, it totally feels like summer time out here.]
I don't even know any of these people. Well, with the exception of Square. [Yuffie its pronounced CUBE.]
Thought I really was suffering from a concussion when I hit my head. Seems to be pretty common with a lot of people from what I see. Gotta say..some of the stuff I've seen is pretty MESSSED UP. You know who you are.
Some of you got some real issues you know that? But hey, I've seen worse. I'm not one to judge. Some of these are pretty hilarious and nice. It's like television playing in your head. Just without the remote. I guess this is better than fighting more of those mummies. The burning dead don't make for good BBQ. In fact they smell, pretty bad. I don't think any amount of sauce can fix that either.
Oh, another thing. I hear Cube gives good massages. You might want to get in on some of that. Though I already called first dibs.
[[ooc: If you like a different memory for Yuffie just say so. I just put that one up there just because. Can write out more directly to you too!]]
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Wait a sec-- He just remembered something that wasn't his. Is this what everyone was talking about??]
Trippy.
Did you see me?
[You might not want to see his Dean's Memories">memories, actually...]
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But...I think I would have remembered you.
[Guess which memory she's gonna get to see...and oh god, what a list to choose from.]
wow I effed up my html orz
Yeah?
Ftttt
..usually.
Grins.]
Yep~! Hee, so what's your name?
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Dean. [He'll keep up the banter and try to figure this out.]
Should I call you Miss? Or just Yuffie?
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Nice to meetcha. Hee, well you can call me...[Oh wait...
Her eyebrow quirked a bit.]
Huh...how did you know my name?
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Well, ya know how you saw some peoples memories? We can see yours too.
You were pretty cute in that kimono. [Wink.]
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Oh, THAT. That's been happening a lot lately. Mm?
[There were few times she wore a kimono. She hadn't wornone in a long time sinee. Grins.]
Saw that, huh? But I'm still just as cute without it too.
[We don't mean that in a perverse manner either.]
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Won't deny that. [Another sweep of his eyes and a small, pleased, roguish smile. His mind went there anyway, not that he'd let on.]
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[She knows she is. And then she's hit with a memory out of no where. God, it's like a drive by or something...though form his perspective and all it's a little...
...oh, wow.
She looks flustered for a moment and not because of the eying either.]
Wow...you're....pretty active aren't you?