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Dovewing
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Dec 01, 2011 07:53PM
She eyed the clutch bags with distaste. "Oh, yeah. This is why I hate dances. Now I remember."
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((Dawwwww. Jordan is going to need a cold shower after seeing those two. Especially Cai.))Jordan eyed Cai's suitcase, then went to unpack his drum kit. He ran through a couple of exercises before becoming bored, then the got out his laptop and started searching the net for details about the benefit ball they were attending.
"It's not so much the bags themselves, it's that I have to carry it with me everywhere and I can't just have the strap over my shoulder. That irritates me. So... yeah. Besides, there are other places to hide weapons." She started to browse through the shelves. "But I guess the bags are a necessary evil."
((I am jealous that the girls get to go shopping while all Jordan's going to do is pick up his suit from the rent-a-tux place. Boys are so lame...))Jordan frowned at the website he had found for the castle hosting the ball. According to it, the castle (castillo, he reminded himself) was an old and very historic ruin located "in scenic mountains well away from modern life." It was very large, and not in good repair. Jordan supposed that wherever the ball would be - the actual room, that is - and a few other areas would be all that the guests were allowed into. The rest of the castle would be blocked off.
The problem was, what with their collective curiosity and talent for finding trouble, it would be all too easy to end up in one of the oldest, most crumbling part of the castle... and if one of them was killed our injured, then 1) it would be easy to make look like an accident and 2) miles from the nearest city, it would be a long time until any help would be able to arrive.
"True." She was only half paying attention to what Cai was saying, half of her attention was on her surroundings and another half on the actual shopping.((yeah, three halves of her attention is being used.))
"Yeah..." She picked up a small black bag and looked at the price tag, then put it back down. "Honestly, you would think these would cost less. I mean, there's so little material making them up."
"That would work." She looked up from the shelf and, spotting a sign, she smiled and moved over to it. "Ah-ha. The clearance rack."
Saffy found a simple black bag for about one sixth of the price the other (nearly identical) one had been. "I will never understand some things. Such as why adding a designer name to a simple bag increases the value exponentially."
"Right. Shoes." She agreed as she moved to the other side of the store. A dark brown pair of heels caught her eye almost immediately. They weren't too high, but they were higher than she useually wore. "What do you think?" she asked Cai, holding up the shoes. "For my brown dress?"
She nodded and slipped off the shoes she was wearing before trying on the heels. "Great! Now I just have to find a pair for my second dress."
((all this shopping and Jordan's still stuck at the hotel...))"I should probably figure out some escape plans," Jordan murmured to himself. "How to avoid the obvious attempts at kidnapping or killing that will happen to us while we're there..." After some creative searching on the Internet, Jordan obtained a map of the castillo and started plotting.
((Sorry. By 'creative searching', do you mean hacking the web?))
Saffy smiled slightly. "Complete opposites," she muttered, referring to Cai and herself. She pulled some sparkly black flats off the shelf and tried them on before putting it with her other shoes and bag.
"Oh, he totally likes you. He may not realize it yet, but he totally does. I'm surprised you two haven't gotten together yet." She said. "Honestly, it's so obvious! Of course, since though I've been telling you two that since the day you met and you still haven't listened to me, you obviously don't believe me."
"No, changing dresses, shoes, and the way we walk should be enough. Deception is in the details. If you go in bold and leave meek, or vice versa, or something along those lines, people won't recognize you. Besides, we're teenagers. Nobody will pay us a lick of significant attention. There's no need to complicate things. The only real reason we need to change is to err on the side of caution." She pause for a minute, looking thoughtful, then added "And picking out dresses is fun."
((Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to imply that Jordan was hacking like Cai... Not exactly. He just knows how to find information on the Internet a lot better than your average person. So there's pretty much no hacking, just looking for and finding information in unexpected places.))
((ah. It was perfectly ok if he was hacking; all CHERUB agents get basic hacking courses and, if they need it for a mission, advanced hacking lessons.))
((Well, hey may have done a bit... but he's not amazing. ;) ))
"Not too much, please. And natural colors only!"
"Yeah. And you're wearing red and green, right? If I wear natural colors, it doesn't matter what colors I'm wearing. It will look like skin."
((yeah, Saffy is like the anti-Cai. Professional, modest, rather old-fashioned, while Cai is laid-back, less than modest, and quite modern.))"It isn't boring, I just like my face. And the less makeup there is, the more I feel like I have my own face. Besides, the point isn't to draw attention to ourselves. We are supposed to blend in. We are supposed to look nice, not memorable. You are going to do whatever the heck you want no matter what I say, but can I at least keep my face?" her voice started off normal, but quieted to a whisper as she talked about blending in. Then it rose back to normal in the last sentance, so that the outside listener wouldn't be suspicious of their conversation.
((Lol. I'm reading about all this dress shopping and thinking about my prom dress and heels and jewelry... Jordan is still planning while the girls are gone))
"I won't be wearing no makeup!" she protested. "Who ever said I was wearing no makeup? I just won't be wearing highly obvious makeup! I'll be wearing subtle makeup. People do do that, you know."
"Blush and lipstick yes, no to the eyeshadow. A, I don't want blue eyeshadow, and B, it wouldn't go with the pink dress. You can wear whatever makeup you want, though, I'm not even going to bother trying to talk you out of it."((I'm thinking like the colors I wear, just not stage makeup.))
"Fine!" she said finally, giving up. She was rather tired of arguing.
"Sounds good. We wouldn't want to starve." her voice still held a somewhat defeated tone. She was somewhat dreading what Cai would do to her face.
"Yeah, sure, I'm nit all that picky about food. And food in Spain is quite good."
"Hopefully the apartment will still be standing when we return."
She took the bag carefully so that she wouldn't drop it. "Seriously, though, I hope he was doing something productive."
((My dress is turquoise with a sparkly single-shoulder strap, and really long. It looks surprisingly good on me.))"I wonder where the girls are," Jordan wondered aloud as he lay on his back on the bed, his laptop running beside him and papers scattered around him. His stomach rumbled and he winced. "And if they have food."
"Hey Jordan. We brought food! Got any info for us, or have you been wasting time?"
"I can tell you that the girls here are as hot as the food," Jordan said, as he sprang up from the bed. He grabbed a bag out of Saffy's hands, dodging the (expected) swipe from Cai, and flopped down on the bed again. "Ooh, paella," he said appreciatively.
"I just told you," Jordan said as he carefully lifted out his container of paella, "I learned valuable info on the girls of this region." He eyed the girls' shopping bags apprehensively. "Looks like you guys got some stuff done..."
"Yeah, the aesthetic appeal of the girls here is not important information, Jordan." She picked up her own meal and started eating it, too. "But I think Cai is going to kill me with makeup. Guys get it easy, they only have to wear suits."
"Assassinate someone how?" Jordan asked in between bites. "And I'm sorry, but suits are not easy to deal with. They're so tight and restricting, they practically force you to behave like a proper gentleman just by wearing them." He swallowed some rice and then pulled his laptop towards him. "On the plus side, I now know more about this castillo than anyone else going to the ball. Except for whoever's going to try to kill us." He found the map he had made and showed it to the girls.
"Don't forget the classic poison ring," Jordan added. "If you need a weapon, then practically anything can be turned into a poison injector, or a blowdart tube. Lipstick. Mascara. You don't even need to add anything to the shoes to make them deadly. Did you know stilettos can punch holes in a floor, but not elephants?" He gave the map to Cai and leaned back again.
"Blow-darts are so boring. I like Cai's ideas better. Much more creative." She paused for a minute, then added. "You know what would be cool? Having a pet elephant."
"Yeah," Jordan said, a dreamy look passing over his face. He was imagining riding an elephant into a secure complex, knocking over razor wire and sending guards scrambling. Of course, the elephant had impervious skin. It wouldn't do to have his ride torn up by wire and bullets.
"Studying," Jordan suggested. "And acing tests." He leaned over and plucked the map from Cai's hands and then waved it in front of the girls. "Hey...? I did actually get stuff done, that you might want to know about."
"Okay," Jordan said. He placed the map flat on the bed and pointed to it as he spoke. "It was actually pretty hard to find a map of this place; I had to construct most of it myself, and it's not entirely to scale. But from what I can find out, the ball is going to be held here-" he pointed to a large entrance hall, "-with some other open rooms here and here." He pointed to a small number of rooms near the main hall. "Of course, that leaves a lot of the rest of castle. No one's been taking very good care of the castle, which means any place that's 'roped off,' so to say, is basically a death trap. And you know we're going to end up there somehow."
"What we need to do is get to the offices." Saffy said, "And logic would say that those aren't near the death trap bits. At least we have a ready-made excuse if we get caught where we aren't supposed to be."
((bleh what?? I don't remember anything about offices...))
((Umm, they were going to get some info off of computers? Computers with important info = offices. Right?))
((I guess. But I still think it would be fun to have them running through a ruined part of the castle.Also, I wonder if these "offices" are hidden, so they're actually somewhere in the "death trap bits".))
((Haha, 2 against one. Hidden offices wins :D ))"I'm flattered to hear that," Jordan remarked. "Because I think that whatever we're trying to find will be in the death trap bits, where it's less likely normal people would find. You know, like... hidden offices or something."
((Flame-o, hotman. It sure is a firey day today!))
"True... let's hope the entrances to the death-trap-bits aren't very well marked, then, because 'we were looking for a bathroom and got lost' doesn't work quite as well in well-marked areas as it does unmarked ones."
"Yeah," Jordan agreed. He had never had much success with coming up with good excuses for being somewhere he shouldn't. "Anyway, I made copies for each of us, but it would probably be better if we memorized the map instead of carrying it with us." He looked across the room at the bulging bags the girls had brought with them. "Now, do I get to see what y'all got done, or...?"
