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Post by Sherisse NicCecht on Mar 31, 2008 2:40:18 GMT 10
[When: After 'After School Tutoring', Before 'Sleepover Silliness']
Sherisse looked around the clean, sparkling corridor of the Mall with excited interest. Sure, she could just adjust her Glamour to include her clothing, but what better way to see the human world than to shop in it? So, when Paris had asked her what she wanted to do first she'd said "Shopping, of course!".
And besides, she hadn't thought to bring anything with her, nor had she had the chance to what with Paris rushing her into the mortal world after class. So, she'd just pick up a few necessities... like something to sleep in, and maybe a new outfit for the next day.
"What do you barter with here?" Sherry asked the other teens curiously. Obviously they couldn't do their magic out here in the open, since magic was a secret kept from humans for everyone's safety, but there had to be some sort of barter service she could perform for the shop keepers.
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Mar 31, 2008 18:04:30 GMT 10
Wyatt had disappeared from the group he reappeared with a bottle of coke letting everyone come to the conclusion that he had disappeared to buy himself one. He listened to everyone talk while he took a sip from the glass. “We use money or cash there’s notes which look like paper or coins, here I’ll pay.” Wyatt replied to Sherry. Taking out his wallet Wyatt took out enough cash to pay for the things that Sherry had picked out, when the women at the counter handed Wyatt the bag he turned towards Sherry. “Here you go Sherry.” Wyatt added in happily as he handed the bag to Sherry. “Where do you want to go next Sherry there’s heaps of stores here even I get lost here sometimes.” Wyatt laughed as remembered the time he couldn’t find the exit so he walked into the toilets and orbed out.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Apr 1, 2008 1:50:21 GMT 10
Paris grinned at Wyatt as he so obvious tried to win Sherry over by buying her things. She nudged him in the side with her elbow. "Gee, I wish somebody would offer to buy me stuff when I came to the Mall," she joked. Of course, Paris had more money than Wyatt, since she sometimes had paying gigs now instead of just her allowance, but it she couldn't seem to keep herself from teasing. It was just to much fun.
With a slightly evil look, Paris suggested to Sherry, "Why don't we stop at Victoria's Secret? You're going to need some underthings to wear under that skirt... unless you were planning on flashing everybody."
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Apr 1, 2008 2:02:25 GMT 10
Chris had wandered off from the group he was browsing the music and the games, there were some really old Cd's here he picked up an Elvis CD and looked at the back saying "Elvis?".
He sounds like an Elf. Chris thought to himself putting it back he wondered where everyone els had gone so he went off to try and find them all before they realise he had bean gone for ..
He looked at his watch...a long time he quickened his pace.
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Apr 2, 2008 21:10:13 GMT 10
"What can't I be a nice guy?" Wyatt laughed as he took in her teasing. "Who's hungry? My shout we can head to the food court or is it a bit late to get something to eat now?" Wyatt asked the group. He continued to walk beside Sherry as they came into view of the Victoria's Secret shop. As soon as they saw the entrance Wyatt stopped and leaned against the wall. "You two go in I'll stay outside and wait." Wyatt explained to both Sherry and Paris. He would've gone in if it was a different shop and all but he just didn't feel comfortable in that particular shop. The girls would've know the reason but Wyatt wasn't going to say anything at all and so he stood still as he waited for them to buy what they needed to buy.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Apr 6, 2008 1:23:59 GMT 10
Paris laughed at Wyatt as he refused to go inside the lingerie shop. She was, however, a little disappointed. She'd known that Chris and Wyatt would be uncomfortable in the shop and had been looking forward to teasing them in there. And now Wyatt was refusing and Chris was... somewhere. They'd lost him when he'd headed off into the Geek Zone on his own. Paris gave a mental sigh. Oh well...
"Come on, Sherry," Paris said, pulling open the door for her. "Wyatt, let Chris know we're in here if you see him, okay?" she said to her cousin before heading in after their guest.
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Apr 10, 2008 18:19:14 GMT 10
"No worries." Wyatt replied as he watched Paris and Sherry walk into the shop. After waiting for a moment or two for them Wyatt thought it would be best if he went off to find Chris so first stop would be the local game shop. Walking inside Wyatt looked around the shop itself was full of people looking at different things though he couldn't see Chris inside. Walking out of the shop Wyatt didn't buy anything there since he didn't see anything he liked that was out yet. He turned around to see if Chris had walked somewhere else though he couldn't spot him. Walking back to the shop that both Paris and Sherry was he waited for them both to finish shopping there before heading to a different store to check out. While waiting Wyatt couldn't help but to look at Sherry through the glass window as she looked around in the store.
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Post by Sherisse NicCecht on Apr 12, 2008 2:28:36 GMT 10
The sheer variety of underthings offered in the shop astounded Sherry. She ran her hands along a row of silken panties, reveling in the texture and colors, losing herself for a moment. She turned when she heard Paris ask her a question. "Hmm?" she asked, not having caught what the other girl had said.
"Do you know what size you are?" Paris asked again, casually looking through a rack of strapless bras.
Sherisse thought for a moment. She'd come to find out that humans labeled their clothing in different sizes. She'd had to try on several pairs of jeans before they'd figured out what her size was. "Wouldn't it be the same as what I've gotten today?" she asked, confused.
Paris looked up, "Oh, no, underwear is on a different scale. Especially bras. I guess we'll need to have you measured..." she explained. Taking Sherry's hand, Paris lead her over to the sales clerk manning the counter. "Excuse me, ma'am, can we have my friend measured please?" she asked politely.
Sherisse fit their hands together more snugly, enjoying the contact with her friend, something she missed whenever she wasn't among her own people. She took a half step closer as well, as she waited for the woman to acknowledge them, unaware that this made them seem like a couple to the older woman.
This disapproval she saw in the other woman's face confused Sherry. Brusquely the clerk said "Certainly, but you'll need to wait outside Miss." she said somewhat curtly to Paris. "Come along," she said to Sherry, gesturing for her to follow. As she turned to head toward a little doorway behind her, Sherry heard her muttering something about 'hanky panky' in the dressing rooms...
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