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@becrtrap
❝ Hi, I’d like to go to jail. ❞
Indie Molly Blyndeff RP from Epithet Erased
Multiverse, Multimuse, Crossover- friendly
11+ years of writing expirience
Adaptive writer; one liner, scrit, paragraphs, etc.
Will contain Spoilers!!
@becrtrap
“I dunno what you mean! Oh, actually- glad you’re here! Could you take over my shift? I’m gonna be super busy later- you don’t mind, right? Okay thanksies!”
She drops the apron that she’d been ‘preparing’ to put on- though, we all know she wasn’t really planning on wearing it- into Molly’s arms, without waiting for a reply.
[ blyndeff-bunny ]:
“I get that, Molly. But like- plans change really easily!” She gave a small huff- turning back to look at her sister with a brief flash of annoyance across her face. Though, she paused, and her expression softened a bit.
… Lorelai did promise…
“… I mean, what do you even have planned? You told me like a day ago- it can’t be that important? What- is it a school thing?” She’s a little confused. “I mean- I get that school pops up kinda suddenly, but what is it? I can stay if it’s important, but like…” She trailed off- not really finishing that statement.
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❝ Well... like I had said before, when I first told you- I’m going to be taking my friend Sylvie to that one icecream shop we used to go to all of the time. You know... ❞ She begins to trail off, and looks to the side a little discouraged to continue.
❝ When we were more like a family I suppose... eheheh.. ehhhh. Anyway, it’s important to me and important to him. You get that right? With how popular you are... and all of the friends that you have...❞
She manages a small smile after that, maybe she shouldn’t have made a... well- slight jab at her sister like that. But it wasn’t fair, Lorelai always tried to weasel out of her shift somehow. Molly knew to try and make her plans more in advance but this was sadly one of those last minute things. Well, last minute for the type of schedule she held.
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@becrtrap
“I dunno what you mean! Oh, actually- glad you’re here! Could you take over my shift? I’m gonna be super busy later- you don’t mind, right? Okay thanksies!”
She drops the apron that she’d been ‘preparing’ to put on- though, we all know she wasn’t really planning on wearing it- into Molly’s arms, without waiting for a reply.
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❝ Wait-- what? Lorelai, you agreed to work this shift because I have plans today. So... I mean I kind of really do mind this time. Sorry... ❞
Even though Lorelai had already dropped the apron into Molly’s hands, she still felt like persisting. Granted this was something planned like two days ago her sister had agreed on working today. Molly just hopes that she won’t... walk out, because there was no way the child would leave the store unattended. Not when it was the only source of income for their family.
Masu here! Turns out- I don’t have any self control!
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[ Sylvie ]:
“Y-Yeah, Dream Big drains a lot of my stamina, I know it’s not smart to have him working overnight but- but there’s just been…a lot going on.”
He felt guilty for..a lot of things. He ruined a therapy session Molly clearly needed, and now he’s just making her worried. He knew he should’ve told her before he got carted off to the hospital.
Back at the Museum, Sylvie had tried to protect Molly from Mera despite the condition he was in. One thing led to another and it resulted in a fight that ultimately shattered the gemstone in the Arsene Amulet, something Molly was too busy finding Giovanni to notice. As far as everyone else was concerned, Sylvie had grabbed the Amulet and restored his Epithet before Mera escaped.
But that wasn’t the truth.
He should’ve told her the truth, he knows this, but he can hardly accept it himself. It’s easier to just turn a blind eye and pretend it didn’t happen.
Sylvie looks to Molly as she stands.
“Oh- Y-Yeah! Of course! Um..My apartment is just through the lobby.”
He walks out of the office, motioning for Molly to follow. Behind the receptionist desk is a door that leads up to his apartment. Once he gets to the top of the stairwell, he unlocks the door and slowly opens it. He flicks on the light.
It is, as he told her, an absolute mess. Assorted items thrown about on the floor, multiple papers scattered absolutely everywhere, a blanket and a small stuffed sheep tossed lazily onto the couch, etc.
“Like I said, it’s…messy. I don’t usually let it get this bad but- y’know, past few weeks have been busy for me!”
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❝ Far too much it seems… maybe you just need to get some good rest without Beefton working overnight. I am sure that it would probably be the best option for both of you if you’d do that. ❞
Yes, she was trying to be helpful, and hoping that her words weren’t going to fall on deaf ears. Though at this rate it seemed like they would. Sylvester was obviously preoccupied with the construction and stress of it all, so she wasn’t… going to hope all too much on him.
Molly could feel that something was off about him, aside from the stress and lack of apparent sleep that the young doctor was going trough. His whole demeanor was, wrong. How he conducted himself and the way he talked, none of it really matched up to their first encounter. Granted as well that their first encounter was filled to the brim with animosity and violence, as well as a good bit of hatred from both sides. He still acted high and mighty, and now… he just seemed, well… unsure of himself? Not to mention all of this talk about construction, and if Molly was being honest with herself… she didn’t entirely believe him on that part. But for now she’d just wait for whatever it was to come to the surface.
She attempted to calm her thoughts as Sylvie led her out of his office. Past the receptionist desk, through the door behind it, and up some stairs to another door. Pretty fancy stuff he had going on here. She waited quietly and patiently for Sylvie to open the door to his apartment. Once it was though whatever expression Molly had on her face was, well, overpowered by one of shock and disbelief. Oh… this was pretty bad after all.
❝ …you know… Sylvie… I could help you pick up a few things if you’d like…? ❞ Yeah- no, she wasn’t going to sugar coat this any either, Molly hesitantly bends down and picks up a piece of paper off of the ground. She only looks at Sylvester for a moment before she’s walking into his apartment fully. Of course she’s already started shifting into cleaning mode.
❝ Maybe once this mess is cleaned you can actually tell me what’s got you so bothered. ❞
[ psyncin-in-the-restrain ]:
“Oh! Perfect, this will do. Yeah, I need to pick up a few things for my daughter before I head home today from work.” [Saito scratched his head and stared at the shelves.] “…honestly, I’m actually here to see if I can’t find anything to make her happy. She recently moved to a new middle school because she was getting bullied at her last school for being a Mundie.”
[A sigh escaped him, but Saito straightened himself out.] “I’m hoping I can find something to help her boost her self-esteem in her new school.You said you’re here for your sister? I hope you don’t mind me asking, but uh… mind helping me out?”
[As walked through the store, he was practically Molly, but it was probably because he had no idea where everything was. Normally, Mizuki would be the one to guide him through this place. However, since she wasn’t here, it looked like he had to rely on this new kid.] “…You know, I feel awful for not asking for your name. I’m Saito.”
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As soon as they entered the store Molly had made her way over to where they kept karts and baskets. She herself only needed a basket, the karts were a little too big and kind of annoying to navigate anyway. So her hands found a provided wet wipe, and then the handle of the top basket in the pile. It was given a good wipe down before she shifted the weight to her other hand, and threw the wet one away. She cleared her throat gently before beginning to continue on her way.
Why was... why had he followed her again? He was talking about something with his daughter, it seemed. Honestly Molly was only half listening as she was attempting to complete her own task at hand. What was it that Lorelai enjoyed... something with curl definition and a certain smell? Why couldn’t she do this herself? Right, something with a date, honestly who could remember. She had work and school to think about more so- and this annoying shopping trip.
Molly almost missed his question, mind kind of blanking as she went about grabbing the closest bottle to what her sister wanted from the shelf. She tuned back in. His daughter was new, right, and he needed help finding her something? A confidence booster? God, she wished she had one of those. There’s a bit of quiet from Molly as she grabs another bottle of some kind of hairspray off of the next shelf she had walked over to, before she turns to the man with a little smile.
❝ Oh... no it’s okay, my name’s Molly. Nice to meet you Mr. Saito. Though... I don’t really know your daughter at all so it might be a bit hard for me to help you find her something? Is she into hair accessories...? Barretts, head bands, cute hair ties? ❞ She says all of this while leading him over to the aisle where they kept all of the accessories. ❝ Does... she like certain colors? Maybe something that would match her favorite clothes... or her hair. ❞
There’s a little pause as Molly herself gets distracted by a cute hair clip she finds with a bear on it, she grabs it and puts it in her basket. But he had said his daughter was in middle school, right? Something to make her happy was what she really needed? The Blyndeff Toy Emporium had things that made kids happy. She clears her throat a little. ❝ You know, a toy could probably make her happy too. If she likes them that is... I could help you find something for her at my familie's toy store? ❞
@becrtrap
Tap tap tap tap-
Ramsey’s dumb red flip flops tapped against the sidewalk, his breathing heavy and shallow. Why was he running? Oh to know the secrets of the rat man…
- “Fuck- Shit shit shit! ”
He wouldn’t stop swearing under his breath, stumbling here and there as he ran. Seriously, why was it so hard to find an empty alleyway? A broken down store? Ramsey’s eye darted left to right, trying to spot anything he could crash in–
- “AHA!”
An open store! PERFECT! Ramsey scrambles to the door, opening it with a bit more force than necessary.
He steadies his breath once in, some sweat trailing down his forehead.
- “ Eh- Hello?”
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Another night another section of sleep lost, honestly Molly could be getting such good rest if her father would actually step up and do his job. At least the night had been... generally reasonable. It was a little annoying how predictable the rushes would be, then dead periods. All like clock work people would enter the shop and she’d have to go through her spiel, which normally included running through the reason she even worked there- most days alone. Then she would convince some people to get items, boosting the more expensive toys of course first, then making their way down if they weren’t as impressed as she would have hoped for them to be. A little sigh leaves the child, customer service was completely the worst.
For now she was stocking, seemed that some of the stuffed animals were pretty popular this week. Sharks, bears; her personal favorite, rabbits, the small round hedgehogs among other things. At least this part was easy, stocking had a method to follow. Oh but how she wished to, create a mess sometimes. Maybe she’d get a moment to toss some merchandise at a customer. Too many a times she wished there was a good enough reason to do so. But she couldn’t risk the merch, and couldn’t risk a really bad review or possible fight.
It just wasn’t that fair. At least that was her current thoughts as the Blyndeff Toy Emporium's doors swung open with far too much force than she would have liked, and much more than the doors deserved. It’s a bit startling, the child snaps quickly out of her thoughts and clutches a bear to her chest that she was just about to put on the shelf.
❝ AAHHH!? SIR- ❞ A pause, a momentary breath is taken before she finishes. ❝ Please don’t break our doors, t-they’re not as cheap as someone would think! ❞
The stuffed bear is lowered a bit, what a frantic and erratic entrance honestly. Maybe she’d start cutting the stores hours down a bit more so weirdos like this wouldn’t barge in so willy nilly. Molly clears her throat before forcing a smile on her face, and adding a sweet syrupy tone to her voice as she starts the spiel. ❝ Um, Hello welcome to the Blyndeff Toy Emporium, can I help you find anything today? I’m here to assist you with any purchases that will make your recipient brim with joy from our toys! ❞
[ @ask-sasha-epithet-blackout ]
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There was a hint of a hum, as Molly sorted through bills in the till. Sure the register was still in active hours- nothing hurt to count to make sure sales matched with the reports. It wasn’t until she heard the familiar dinging bell of the door opening that Molly snapped out of her almost trance. She quickly moved to place the bills she held into the register and shut it soon after. A smile plastered it's self onto her face and she began the oh so famous spiel.
❝ Hi! Hello, welcome to the Blyndeff Toy Emporium! Can I help you fi- ❞ and she’s cut off. Not necessarily because of the customer, well... actually yeah completely because of the girl who walked in. It was such a normal question for Molly to hear in this line of work. She already had an answer set up of course.
❝ Oh! Yes, we are a family run business, and it’s good for me to learn the trade at a young age! I’m only helping out. ❞ No, that was a straight up lie. She ran this business basically by herself. The only thing her father was useful was making the toys and having his name on things so that she could actually go about paying bills and handling money.
// jello going on twitter about how molly get’s feral rights, me- over here-- finally able to channel my customer service aggression through a muse and it’s totally fine!! thanks jello for some good f***in’ characterization food //
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