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 Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2019 11:27 pm
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► Company: Kristine ll ► Wallet: $1000 ll ► Outfit: Punky Sun ll ► Location: Smoothie Place ll ► OOC:
"Wha...-" Karlee-Ann tilted her head in confusion. The chick knew her? Did she know her? The bluenette racked her brain for a few seconds before it finally hit her. "Oh yeah! Kristine!" she replied in realization as to who was standing in front of her. Wow, it had been a long time since she had seen the woman! Jeeze, just how long exactly? When did she start working anyways? And at a smoothie place of all places! It seemed so out of place for her, but then again, Karlee-Ann had taken a job at a bar. It was someplace she had never worked before, but given that she liked to drink and knew how to mix that she even applied. Now that the weather was nice, she could actually enjoy her house, her job and the entire city. "It has been a while," she added, knowing she did horrible at small talk. Trying to fill her awkward feelings by jumping up onto the counter to sit, and leaned back towards the ravenette, she shrugged as she looked towards the register screen. "It finally stopped raining so I thought I'd come out for a smoothie...-Pomegranate smoothie....?" She was careful to add the last bit about her order, she didn't want to seem like she wasn't happy to see a former buddy of hers. Sure, small talk made her a bit awkward, but otherwise she did just fine.
She was surprised when the cup was handed to her. Straightening her back, she took it and paid the woman what was owed. Now she felt extra stupid. Hey! She was allowed to feel that way, sometimes. "Thanks," she mumbled as she wrapped her lips around the straw and took a sip. Blue eyes widened happily as the tart taste coated her tongue. "This is pretty darn good! Hey, why not ditch work and come with me to hangout and have actual fun?" she suggested as she jerked her head towards the door. That's just how Karlee-Ann was. She was still learning to actually stick around at a job, never having a steady one long enough to care about them much. "I mean, I'm sure it's damn boring around here."
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2019 10:45 pm
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xxxx ✫ Kristine Darkraven ✫xxxx
”The man who has no imagination has no wings.” - Muhammad Ali
Residence: 1200 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Artist / Guitarist / Novelist / The Smoothie Palace Barista - Cashier
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The whirling of the blender together with the faint conversations of the customers nearby were her other companions aside from Karlee. "It definitely is. Being stuck mostly at home is not that bad for me during that time, but most recently, my friend left Soleil, so for now, I'm in charge of taking care of the adobe," Kristine responded. Not that she wouldn't mind being alone anyways, but the chance of having someone else to be her companion would be possible. Perhaps she would invite Karlee to come over occasionally if there would be time, knowing that the blue-haired girl would also have her own house as a residence. Thankfully, it took a few minutes for the concoction to finish blending, so the contents were then dumped into the medium-sized cup before the straw was inserted and the drink was handed over to Karlee.
Seeing that she enjoyed the drink brought a small smile to Kristine's face. Though at the mention about having fun and ditching the job.... "Definitely tempting, but thankfully, today's my half-shift day, until 12 NN, so it won't be that long until I'll clock out and have fun with you. I'm used to having responsibilities around, so I'll be fine," she replied. But then the ones behind Karlee asked the girl to step away. "Perhaps sitting near one of the vacant tables is fine in case we can plan out for something fun to do after my shift. I'm down for almost anything," Kristine suggested before having to give the used blender container to the one in charge of washing the dishes.
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Location: Smoothie PalaceStatus: SingleMood: productiveCompany: her customers (Karlee included)Money: $95.63 (Wallet) ; $1100.00 (Bank)OOC: |
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2019 11:54 am
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► Company: Kristine ll ► Wallet: $1000 ll ► Outfit: Punky Sun ll ► Location: Smoothie Place ll ► OOC:
Karlee-Ann wasn't the type to be responsible. She had grown up in a broken home, with power she had to learn about on her own. With her mother always blitzed out of her mind, there was no one to teach her right from wrong, just wrong. The idea of having to be responsible, work, paying Bill's, all things associated, they were not in her lust of known skills; or even something she cared to do. She had tried many times and failed just as many. This was her last chance to really try. She was almost thirty, she was over a quarter done with her life. Sucking on the straw, pulling smoothie into her mouth, blue eyes wandered around the store and thought about the options given to her by Krisyine. She could live with them, but having to wait was boring. Letting her gaze wander to the windows, she figured she could mess with the people outside while she waited.
Jumping off the counter, she nodded in response. "I'll meet you outside when you're done," she mumbled with the straw in her mouth. Giving the ravenette a wave of her hand, she casually strolled her way outside to enjoy the sun. How could she not enjoy sunbathing? She was essentially a cat afterall! Sliding outside the door, she leaned against the building as she finished her smoothie, making sure not to get in anyone's way. Karlee-Ann pushed through the brain freezes and tossed her cup away. Putting herself back in front of the door, she morphed herself into her tiger form and casually sat as though a giant tiger was the most normal thing in the world.
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Posted: Thu Apr 18, 2019 7:54 pm
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xxxx ✫ Kristine Darkraven ✫xxxx
”The man who has no imagination has no wings.” - Muhammad Ali
Residence: 1200 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Artist / Guitarist / Novelist / The Smoothie Palace Barista - Cashier
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Seeing Karlee leaving the building as Kristine was about to start prepping for the next customer induced a small smile on her face. To be fair, the raven-haired female envied her a bit about being free-spirited. Perhaps being responsible was within her traits that she inherited from her deceased parents, or even exercised by her grandparents. As Sigmund would say, there was still a lot of time for her to be a child right before she would decide further on her education. But no, she should focus on today's agenda, and that was what she did before moving along until her shift was finally over some time later. She said goodbye to her few co-workers who were present, with one agreeing to take over for her, before removing her hairnet and band that tied her locks into a ponytail and stuffed then into her bag. The hairnet thing was another way of practicing hygiene.
Now that Kristine was finally outside, she was thinking of going to try out the karaoke place, or even watch movies with Karlee. Green eyes were now looking around for her companion since the human was going to ask on the options to enjoy the rest of the day before heading back to her house for the night. Of, in case Karlee had other options to have fun, something much more daring, Kristine would be down for that, too.
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Location: Smoothie PalaceStatus: SingleMood: productiveCompany: her customers (Karlee included)Money: $95.63 (Wallet) ; $1100.00 (Bank)OOC: |
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2019 7:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2019 9:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 4:56 am
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xxxx ✫ Kristine Darkraven ✫xxxx
”The man who has no imagination has no wings.” - Muhammad Ali
Residence: 1200 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Artist / Guitarist / Novelist / The Smoothie Palace Barista - Cashier
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰
Another night that was fitful as hell because of nightmares and Kristine lacked enough sleep because of that. This time, the nightmare consisted of that assassin decapitating her head, she still being trapped in that warehouse. Worse, her eyes had become glassy and her whole body disintegrated into dust. As much as she wanted to go back to sleep at 4 AM, the feeling of anxiety latched onto her, so she ended up watching the early news until belatedly, the drowsiness took over her at 5:30 AM and she fell into a short nap. At 6 AM, the female was back to being fully awake. As much as Kristine wanted to get more sleep, her work duty was important. Thank God for frozen chocolate chip waffles, the batch prepared the Sunday prior and stored in the freezer for a quick breakfast together with juice after a shower session that lasted for five minutes. Her medication was next after breakfast before she left the house.
Her bike ride towards Smoothie Palace was a bit too sluggish, but not as much as before thanks to the breakfast. The way she parked the bike was still secure despite being a tad sloppy, the locker kept in place. Kristine yawned as she went through the front door, her face showing signs of being a tad angry, but not because of someone coming by earlier than she was. "Good morning..." she drawled, her tone being slow and slightly exasperated, before she retreated to the employee area. Luckily, it was another half-day shift for her to endure for the day.
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Location: Smoothie PalaceStatus: SingleMood: pissed and groggyCompany: her co-workerMoney: $95.63 (Wallet) ; $1100.00 (Bank)OOC: |
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 6:04 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 9:39 am
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xxxx ✫ Kristine Darkraven ✫xxxx
”The man who has no imagination has no wings.” - Muhammad Ali
Residence: 1200 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Artist / Guitarist / Novelist / The Smoothie Palace Barista - Cashier
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰
Good job, Kristine. She had made someone worried because of the state she was in. That was like in the early times after her parents were killed, when she moved into her grandparents' house. The female sighed as she was tying her hair into a ponytail after putting on the apron. Her co-worker showed up asking if she was okay and she gazed at the other with a searching look. To be fair, Kristine was not in a good mood for a long narration and she didn't want to tell the other about the nightmares that plagued her for a long while. With that, she settled for simpler sentences, "I lacked sleep because of a rough night, but I'll manage. Thanks for asking." With that, she kept her hair bunched up before slipping on the hair net and standing up, heading back to the counter since there would be a few customers rolling by after several minutes.
Kristine yawned once again, but she made sure to take note of the orders so that she would prepare each one of them. First off was the family of three that ordered for pomegranate smoothies, and she handed the tray containing the drinks to Cesela. "Here's the order. The table's right there with the parent and that small kid," she spoke. For now, Kristine would be fine staying there at the preparation area, chopping up the ingredients and using the blender before washing the used ones, while her junior would be the one in charge of serving the customers. That delegation would be useful for this day unless there was the need for the change of plans. Kristine could only hope and pray that her expression wouldn't stay angry for long.
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Location: Smoothie PalaceStatus: SingleMood: pissed and groggyCompany: her co-worker (Cesela)Money: $95.63 (Wallet) ; $1100.00 (Bank)OOC: |
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 10:31 am
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  Age: 17 Companion: Her faithful Angora Rabbit, Cocoa
Housing: 1120 Etoile Housing District
Profile: Cesela's Information!
"To be a Spellcaster..."
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Cesela was worried about her lack of sleep. She was clearly not in a great mood which made her pull back a bit. She didn't want to say anything that might further upset her from whatever it is that's bothering her. It was somewhat easy to push her worries aside as customers soon started to come into the shop. When the order they placed was finished, she was handed the tray with the drinks. She took the tray and walked it over to the table where the parent and child were sitting at. "Here's your order. If you need anything else, please just ask." She placed the drinks on the table and headed back to the bar with the tray. So long as she kept herself busy, she wouldn't let her worries bother her in the workplace. She did wish that she could somehow make her mood better but it's clear that she doesn't want to talk about it. "This is difficult. What do I say to her?" she thought to herself. She stood on standby as she waited for new customers to come in or for her to be called on.
Cocoa made sure that she wasn't in the way of interfering with the workplace so she stayed at the far edge of the counter, away from all the mixers and stuff. She kept her gaze on Cesela the entire time. "Don't worry. I'm sure she will start to feel better soon."
Cesela could only look over at Cocoa with a slight nod as she gave her a look that, if she could talk, would be saying that she hopes so. But, with people around, she can't. She then walked over to another table when they looked like they were ready to order. It was a male and female around her age. The male wanted a soda and the female wanted a strawberry smoothie. She took the order and walked over to Kristine who was busy in the preparation area and handed her the order. "One soda and one strawberry smoothie."
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"...you must have absolute concentration"
Location: Smoothie Palace
Party: Cesela, Cocoa, Kristine
Personal thoughts (OOC):
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 4:36 pm
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xxxx ✫ Kristine Darkraven ✫xxxx
”The man who has no imagination has no wings.” - Muhammad Ali
Residence: 1200 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Artist / Guitarist / Novelist / The Smoothie Palace Barista - Cashier
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰
Kristine massaged the bridge of her own nose after she was done washing the used tools and apparatuses. God, she was starting to feel a bit more stressed out, but she should calm down and not let it get to her too much. When Cesela came by to give her the order, she went along with the simple words of gratitude before moving along to prepare for the orders. But as she was cutting the strawberries for the smoothie, the knife blade bit a bit deeper into her index finger and she flinched slightly. Kristine had to suck the blood off while she was blending the ingredients together. S--t, that was embarrassing indeed, but thankfully, the cut wasn't too deep and she would be fine for the rest of the remaining orders that would come along until they were done at 9:30 AM. That was when she headed to the sink with the first aid kit nearby, the small cabinet attached to the wall.
She made sure to wash the cut with water before applying the antiseptic and putting the band-aid on the area. The cute depiction of cats on the bandage made her smile a bit; extra kudos for that choice. That one aside, Kristine should definitely take a small break considering that there would no extra orders yet for the time being. With that, she sat down on the chair, taking several more deep breaths to keep herself focused.
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Location: Smoothie PalaceStatus: SingleMood: a bit better with the catsCompany: her co-worker (Cesela)Money: $95.63 (Wallet) ; $1100.00 (Bank)OOC: |
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 4:57 pm
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Age: 17 Companion: Her faithful Angora Rabbit, Cocoa
Housing: 1120 Etoile Housing District
Profile: Cesela's Information!
"To be a Spellcaster..."
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Cesela kept herself busy throughout the morning as people came in and out, fulfilling their orders as needed. It was a pretty average morning so far in terms of crowds though it felt a little slower than usual. Then, there came a time to take a breather when 9:30 came around. Not many people enter the shop at this time, if any at all. She hadn't noticed that Kristine had accidently cut herself either since it was a little hard for her to make eye contact with her, given the mood she's been in all morning so far. With no one around, she leaned down against the bar behind Cocoa. "Oh, what should I do? The atmosphere in here feels weird." she whispered to Cocoa.
Cocoa thought about what she could do to brighten the mood, or at least, try to get Kristine talking to her. "Why don't you bring her something? That might help cheer her up." Seeing as how Kristine was her superior, it might help her mood if she saw that Cesela was improving when it came to not only serving people but also preparing stuff for them.
Cesela thought about it for a moment and nodded. "I'll try" she whispered to Cocoa. She then went over to the blender and started to make a smoothie for her. Unsure of what flavor she really likes, she chose to go with the strawberry smoothie. She can prepare coffee pretty easily and she's been in the process of learning how to make smoothies so she's been carefully watching how the process was done by Kristine. After a few moments, she finished the smoothie and carried it over to Kristine, setting it on the table. Again, her nervousness was starting to show once more. "U-um...here, I thought that this might help you cheer up. I hope I did it right this time..." Last time she made a smoothie, the results she got from it weren't great but since then she has gotten a lot better.
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"...you must have absolute concentration"
Location: Smoothie Palace
Party: Cesela, Cocoa, Kristine
Personal thoughts (OOC):
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