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Job Hunting // <illusion> Jan 24, 2015 1:56:48 GMT -5

Post by cosetty on Jan 24, 2015 1:56:48 GMT -5

And the ships are left to rust.
That's what the water gave us.

Aelinor had been planning this interaction for days. It has to go perfectly, or else she would do something undoubtedly embarrassing and ruin the entire thing. She had spent a long time on her appearance, even though it was probably not that big of a deal. She brushed her hair until it was smooth, looking out Aunt Ruth's window, while sitting on Aunt Ruth's bed. Aelinor washed her face in extra cool water to clear her complextion with Aunt Ruth's bowl in Aunt Ruth's room. Technically, it was hers. It didn't feel like it. Aelinor tried to push the grief- this vagueness- aside. She put on her second-best set of clothes: a blue dress that had faded to a bright grey. Older people were always trying to tell her not to judge others based on appearance, and that how you looked wasn't important. Aelinor disagreed. It was the basic laws of evolution, essentially. When faced with a choice, anybody is naturally going to pick the more attractive option.

Well, that, and all this primping helped waste time. She felt as if her heart was beating in her stomach, a feeling that made her slightly nauseous. She had been rehearsing what she was going to say, but the words kept getting stuck on the roof of her mouth. She had grown out of her clumsy phase! Maybe she'd never grow out of his buzzing hollowness in her chest. She left the room before she got overwhelmed. Aelinor walked down the stairs, grounding herself in the familiar creak, in the soft worn floorboards, in the hum of the refridgerator in the kitchen. Ever since Ruth died last summer, money has been tight. Her father sometimes liked to think that he was strong enough to take care of everything by himself, but it was becoming increasingly obvious he could not. That's why Aelinor was putting so much planning into what she was about to do. If she could prove that she was capable of making a real income, nothing her father said could really stop her.

Closing and locking the door softly behind her, Aelinor set off toward town, repeating her proposition to herself quietly. It wasn't a long walk to the end of the street where the Rafter's Shop was located. In fact, Aelinor would have prefered a few more minutes to herself before arriving at the door. She couldn't just mill around outside though, delaying the inevitable. Squaring her shoulders, Aelinor opened the door. Or, tried to. When the door got a little stuck, her heart leap directly into her throat. How could things go wrong so early? Her nerves stretched time, and what felt like dragged out seconds, was really only an instant.

Clearing her throat of her fluttering heart beat, she entered the shop. There were so many things lining the walls that she didn't know where to look first. "Hello?"

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Notes: Sorry this took so long!! Anyway, hope this works well for you.

Last Edit: Jan 25, 2015 20:58:26 GMT -5 by cosetty

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Job Hunting // <illusion> Jan 25, 2015 15:44:08 GMT -5

Post by <illusion> on Jan 25, 2015 15:44:08 GMT -5

CASPIAN RAFTER "It's not so much a pirates life you see."	District 4
	Male
	16
	None

The young man groaned slightly as he watched his mother chatter on about the girl Milly next door, he could care less really. He had no interest in Milly once so ever, yeah she was pretty but like Sefora said; she was too "perfect.". The only reason why his parents bothered with her was because Milly's father owned a shop as well and an empty building beside it, everyone expected Caspian to sweep Milly off her feet and marry her for money. Really? That was certainly not happening and his best friend Sefora agreed. His brother should marry her, Jeremiah was the perfect match. He'd sweep her off her feet in seconds. Sighing he'd soon cut his mother off as Jeremy came down the steps, "Ok mom, we are meeting dad at the shop." he'd state with a smile, the tall boy would kiss his mother before walking out the back door his older brother following. "How does your ears feel buddy?" His brother exclaimed as he clapped a hand on Caspian's back. "They're bleeding." Jeremy would laugh and give a nod before they continued towel to the store in silence.

In the past year Caspian has grown into himself well, not so lanky looking anymore he was starting to look more like his brother and father. Broad shoulders, strong rough hands from carrying boxes and other heavy things. His hair was at a medium to short length like usual. He wore simple old jeans and a light blue button up t-shirt that he had tucked in. His father normally made them tuck their shirts, he would claim that it was more "proper".

Soon the two would come to the medium sized shop, they'd go through the back door and Caspian would yell; "Dad we're here!" A man with round glasses and a humble smile would wheel into their vision, he was sitting on the very old chair that had wheels, Caspian was surprised it still worked. His father was in an apron which meant he was handling food. "We got cod in today boys! Jeremiah grab an apron and help me gut them, we need to dry them out for tomorrow."Jeremy would nod but then frown, "Dad stop calling me Jeremiah." Their father would laugh and shake his head, "Nope thats your name and thats what I'll call ya me boy.."

Caspian would smirk as he walked down a small hallway and into the front, "Dad did we get pickles?" he'd call to him and look around. "Yes we did son! And pickled beats too!" Caspian didn't really like beats but he liked pickles. Seeing the barrels he'd open one and grin, taking a large pickle out he'd go behind the front desk and start eating it. Pulling out a book Caspian would start to read.

Although he wouldn't get very far into his book until the door opened and the bell rang lightly, "Mister Crudders we have no liquor today nor do we have fish tongues." he'd continue to look at the book but when no drunken sarcastic answer came back and a small 'hi' would be heard he'd look up to see a girl, his face going a deep red. "H-hi."

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Job Hunting // <illusion> Jan 25, 2015 22:58:56 GMT -5

Post by cosetty on Jan 25, 2015 22:58:56 GMT -5

And the ships are left to rust.
That's what the water gave us.

Aelinor could feel her cheeks heating up from her fumble with the door. Blushing during the first impression was not how she planned for this to go at all. She also didn't factor in that one of Mr. Rafter's sons would be at the counter. Although she didn't know the family intimately, she knew enough to figure that the boy sitting at the counter was too young to be Mr. Rafter. She felt her blush spread slightly down her neck. Luckily, it was cold outside. She was simply flushed from coming inside from the cold. Control yourself, Ael. Her eyes flitted around the shop, taking mental stock of what was... in stock. She spied a section of nets and various ropes. She figured that the broken ones wouldn't be on display in the store, but since rope wore away with use, there must be something that she could fix.

Aelinor watched him call out to a Mr. Crudders? He hadn't looked up yet, but apart from the boy at the counter, she was the only one in the room. Did he?... Is he talking to me? She busied herself with looking at some of the merchandise while walking further into the shop. When his head snapped up from his book at her gretting, she concluded that, yes, he was talking to her. She cleared her throat slightly, the speach she had prepared ready and waiting. It did not come, though. Her words were trapped underneath her tongue. Aelinor evaluated her situation, again. Maybe that speach wouldn't be a good thing to say to... Cooper. No, Jeremy. Or was that the brother? This is besides the point! Just introduce yourself.

"My name's Aelinor." She stopped at the counter, folding her hands in front of her to prevent herself from nervously picking at her sleeve. She didn't mean to peer over to see what he was reading. She wasn't even an avid reader in the first place, but her curiousity got the better of her without even noticing. She retreated slightly, straightening her back and looking up at the boy's face. He was tall. Taller than her, even, but he looked younger. Aelinor always struggled with being taller than the other girls, and some of the boys her age. Now that she took the time to actually observe Jeremy-Not-Jeremy, the most obvious thing about him was the fact that his face was currently bright red, which frankly alarmed her a little bit. Did she do something wrong?

Aelinor couln't afford--literally--to let the seconds tick by in silence, so she said the first thing that came to her mind: "Do you usually sell fish tongues?" A pause. Just to let it sink in how absolutely stupid that sounded. She could feel her blush spread vividly across her cheeks. Oh my god, what was I thinking?

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Last Edit: Jan 29, 2015 22:33:07 GMT -5 by cosetty

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Job Hunting // <illusion> Jan 26, 2015 22:57:53 GMT -5

Post by <illusion> on Jan 26, 2015 22:57:53 GMT -5

Caspain would watch the girl walk in, he noticed her from school. She was pretty and he more then anything she was alone often, which confused him because she seemed like most of the other girls. He remembered asking Safora and Safora just said she was a year older and she was quiet. Safora was sort of popular, she had lots of friends but she really didn't like any of them, except Caspian. He'd sit with her at lunch often, since he hit puberty he's lost most of his lanky clumsy look, lost his long neck, the freckles that once spread across most of his face had seemed to fade but they got darker if he was out often. Safora told him that her friends thought he looked more like a man then a boy now, Caspian would frown. He still looked young compared to his siblings but he guessed since the summer god decided to make some improvements.

Finally telling himself to spit something out after a moment he did, "Ah..........m-my name C-Caspian." He'd scold himself for stuttering an he'd think of something else for a moment. Thinking of the pickles he'd look at her for a moment before saying, "I can go get Jeremy if you'd like. You're his girlfriend, right?" He'd ask lightly and smile softly, he had no idea if she was or not. She could be, Jeremy liked hi woman tall and she was well tall.

Although as she asked the question he'd smile lightly, "You like fish tongues?" He'd chuckle a bit and sigh. "Sorry not today, we are drying out cod fish though, should be ready tomorrow. I can save some for you if you'd like?" He'd could feel himself kissing up just a bit. Talking about what they had in stock alway made him calm. "Dried fish isn't all that bad, pretty good and lasts a long time to." Caspian was mostly talking to himself but to her at the same time? He ignored his stupidity and would look at the girls face. She look led a bit nervous, he wondered why? What did he do?" He felt like looking at himself to see if something was on his short but knew he'd look like an idiot if there wasn't.

But before he could say anything else his brother would come from the back wiping his hand with a rag, "There's so much god damn fish back there you wouldn't-" Jeremy would start before seeing Aelinor. "Well hello there beautiful." He'd grin lightly and Caspian would glare at him. She seemed shy, like him and he knew those kind of comments made him turn red or run. "How may we help you today." He'd smile lightly at her as he stood beside his brother. The two looked very much alike although Jeremy's hair was a bit more red the copper red like Caspian's.

((Sorry for it being messy and all but I'm in a hurry and a but busy so not sure when I'll be able to reply back.))

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Job Hunting // <illusion> Jan 30, 2015 19:14:21 GMT -5

Post by cosetty on Jan 30, 2015 19:14:21 GMT -5

And the ships are left to rust.
That's what the water gave us.

The silence that followed sunk low in her gut. Ael looked down at the counter, too embarrassed to meet his eyes. But when he finally spoke, it was with a stutter, which made her eyes shoot up to look at him in surprise. He must have been just as embarrassed as she. As horrible as it was, his stutter made her feel a little bit better. It was reassuring to know that there were others out there who got flustered like her. She straightened her back as she listened to what he was saying. Oh! His name is Caspian. At least Cooper is kind of close. Jeremy is definitely his brother then. She smiled pleasantly, tugging on a lock of her hair lightly, nodding lightly when he asked about his brother. His next assumption, however, made her blush flush her cheeks with a renewed strength. "Pardon?" The word slipped past her lips before she even knew she was going to say it. She furrowed her brows in confusion. "I'm- what? No, I'm not his girlfriend."

Before she knew it, still shocked by the girlfriend question, Caspian started rattling on about fish tongues. Aelinor didn't really care for fish tongues. Not even a little bit. She has just searching for something to say, but now all the words were robbed from her mouth. Running her tongue over her bottom lip, Ael tried to steer this conversation back into some sembalance of order. She was just about to open her mouth to thank Caspian for his actually very generous offer, when Jeremy walked up from the back of the shop. She heard her mouth shut with a click. She could feel the vibrations from her teeth hitting each other through her jaw. It seemed to travel straight down to her fingers, which were playing with one of the buttons on her jacket sleeve.

It was clear the two were brothers, even if their mannerisms seemed to be polar opposite. Aelinor was no stranger to insane amounts of fish in her house. Sometimes, if her father couldn't get to the market before it closed for the night, he'd be forced to store the day's catch in her kitchen. At least, Ael liked to think of it as hers. She did all the cooking after all. Nothing was more vexing to her than comng down to make breakfast and to find nothing in the refridgerator but fish. Just overwhelming amounts of fish. She couldn't imagine a store backroom filled with fish, though, and if the rag in Jeremy's hand was anything to judge, they were certainly busy back there. That gave her a little hope. Maybe they would need extra help today.

Jeremy's greeting sent a warmth through her that she rarely got to experience. It was a mix of pure embarrassment and pleasure, and it went straight up her spine. What girl didn't like being complimented by a handsome boy? As much as she hated bringing attention to herself, it was nice to know that, well, someone through she was beautiful. Was that so bad? But she could feel her anxiety slowly growing. She always knew when it was going to hit, because there is always this vibrating feeling slowly rising through her lungs to her throat. "Oh, yes, thank you. Uhm, I came inquiring about--" No, that was the wrong way. Ael paused, growing frustrated with herself. "I was wondering if I could offer my services for a day's wage."

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Notes: Take your time! Sorry this is so long. It got away from me a little bit.