grand couturier

[filthymisotheist]

"It’s a very tempting option."

[stitchsewing]

     "Is it reaaally?" That was one way to think of it.

[ludenburned-deactivated20141104]

     ♣ “Hmhmhm! You are Nui Harime, the Grand Couturier I have been hearing about, are you not? It seems your exquisite taste in fashion certainly was not simply a rumor.”

[stitchsewing]

     "Yep, you betcha! That's definitely me! Wow, that's super exciting people have been speaking my name here! The city really isn't the best dressed, wouldn't you agree?" Wow, being known within this dismal city proved her own worth. Lining and designing the most beautiful of cloth was her reason to live, and what a compliment for someone dressed in equal Lolita fashion-- enough to tempt Nui's own. "Sooo, who are you? I'm gonna have to know your name, too! I can't go around and not know it-- I'll become really sad if you don't tell me!"

[filthymisotheist]

"Well, ,when you put it ‘zat way, ‘ze quiet sounds even better." Or it did until this strange girl showed up and got so excited about the quiet that she broke the quiet.

[stitchsewing]

     "I know, right? Luckily I'm here to break the silence, it can be totally boring living that way, you know! If you've got no one to talk too, you might as well die!" Sure bring the dramatic, but you bet she'd make a setting much more interesting-- if not... more annoying.

     "Do you really wanna be bored for the rest of your life?"

[kaneowest]

"So yer wit’ that Kiryuin bitch huh? Rag-doll-eyo? Some shit like that? Ayyy, ayyy why hang wit’ a stuffy old bat like dat when you could be turnt da fuck up wit’ yo’s truly. Eh?" Takarada takes a wad of cash out and begins counting. "Bet she don’t pay you as well as I can." And with that…

"AND I’M WILLIN’ TA’ PUT MONEY ON DAT."

[stitchsewing]

     "Ragyo-sama isn't any one of those things, you know~! I dunno, maybe cuz I don't like stuffy guys with gold fooor teeth!? Like I said, it isn't fashionable! COVERS should defini--" No, she can't go any further. What was Takarada's deal? Clearly she wasn't interested in a life partner, not while Ragyo was still around.

     This was too much. "Isn't that just your gross money from Osaka? How're you gonna pay me if it isn't worth a dime, hmm~!?" Nui wasn't willing, she felt comfortable working with REVOCS, nothing would ever change that. It was tempting to witness how far someone would go, however-- "What makes you think money is gonna buy my talented fingers?"

[regaliapresto-deactivated201502]

     ”You’re kidding, right? Are you five years old? Well I guess you dress yourself like a five year old might. But what’s mine is mine. I don’t need a label on him. Even if we were going with your finders keepers crap, I found Inumuta looooong before you, you incoherent peacock!”

[stitchsewing]

     "Does it sound like I'm kidding? ❤ " No, she was deadly serious. No one should be surprised. "Aww, Nonon-chan sounds sooo mad! Don't you know this is fashionable? Gathering by the reaaaally gross cloth you wear-- I'm not even surprised by you anymore, you know! And really~? Care to elaborate?"

[filthymisotheist]

"It’s been real quiet"

Well of course it’s been quiet. You haven’t spoken a word to anyone since you regained your memories, Christophe.

[stitchsewing]

     "Isn't it sooooo great?" Without the yapping of annoying residents, Nui finds herself finally enjoying the city-- more so, since her voice can finally be heard once more. "It's like everyone just cleared out and found something better to do! I wonder what it is!" Only so she can become a nuisance.

[roi-moved-blogs]

it’s about time i drew her, huh?

[regaliapresto-deactivated201502]

     ”Oi, Nui Harime! Find your own doggie, that one is my property!”

[stitchsewing]

     "What's the matter Nonon-chan~?" Voice sickly sweet as ever, she purses her lips fondly at the other. "I don't see your name printed on him! This is a free country, you know! Fiiinders keepers!"

[cyberregalia]

“Like you’re one to talk.”

“Someone like you really doesn’t deserve privacy.”

[stitchsewing]

     "Ooh? Someone like me?" She speaks quietly, eyeing the Elite carefully. "That's soooo rich! Especially coming from you!"

[kaneowest]

"I ‘aint exactly yer average teen, shawty. Who cares what’chu think. I ‘aint dressin’ up to be fashionable, I mean don’t be mad cuz I’m doin’ me betta’ than you be doin’ you." 

[stitchsewing]

     "You are so wrong! Didn't you know you're causing a big no-no in the world of fashion? I guess you never got the memo!" With that sullen look, there's no wonder. "What're you talking about? I'm the Grand Couturier for the REVOCS Corp! Do you even know what that means?!"

     Quietly she moves, before pressing a thumb into the side of his head. ".... it already means I'm 10000x more fashionable!"

[specialnumeral]

"You’ll tend to do that when it’s the best place to look." Wouldn’t be real talent if he couldn’t smirk through that eye-twitch. "Too bad you wouldn’t know."

[stitchsewing]

     "Ooof course, of course! Especially when it's my own beautiful face staring back at me!" Brushing it off, she offers him a shrug-- still while keeping a bright smile on her features. "Huuh? Why are you saying that?! I know a lot, you know! Sooo try me!"

[ladysatsuki-deactivated20140714]

♛ « the grand couturier has made an appearance. »

[ladysatsuki-deactivated20140714]

« For someone like you, I won’t even act to be surprised based on your intentions. However, you’re here and it cannot be helped for the moment being. Such are the circumstances that have presented itself to us. »

Satsuki sighed, her poise firm while standing in front of the malevolent Nui Harime. It was vital and in her best interest to remain firm in the face of Ragyo’s right hand, regardless if they had been entirely removed from Japan or not.

« Do you recall the length of your stay as of current, Nui? »

[stitchsewing]

     "So harsh, Satsuki-chan! Though that's you, isn't it? I thought maaaybe we'd be able to get along, juuust this once!" Hardly, but Nui wasn't at her best upon her arrival-- having her half of the scissor blade ripped from her hands, along side every other ability the couturier held in high regard.

     "I wouldn't expect any less from Satsuki-chan!"

     Fingers wrap themselves delicately around the hilt of her parasol, rocking back and forth upon the heel of her own feet-- she hesitates on answering the sudden question, only for a moment. "Hmm, it's kinda hard to say! What a question from the great Satsuki-sama!" In jest, she gives a shrug, not willing to state that she didn't recall a thing about her stay.

     "Let's saaaay....." On the spot, she calls the number out in a flash. "A month, probably! What about you? You gotta spill the beans too, it's only fair!"

[cyberregalia]

“I’ll reassure you and tell you that she definitely didn’t.”

“But we are her eyes and ears, as I’m sure you’re aware, and we’ll be keeping tabs on your activities in this city.”

[stitchsewing]

     "Aww, Satsuki-chan sure is mean!" And she means that, from the bottom of her heart.

     "Jeez, I already know! All of you guys have been following me since I got here! A girls gotta have some kind of privacy, don't you know?"

[eienniasobou]

To: All

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[stitchsewing]

To: [Unknown] From: Nui ❤

Gosh, it's weird to send someone messages like these! (¯ ^ ¯) I don't know where you're from, or what you're doing! Which means, you should check your texts before you send them!

[specialnumeral]

"Huh. What the hell, this thing is ancient. Did they rob a museum?"

[stitchsewing]

     "Have you looked in a mirror lately?" Boom, there it is.

[jigokuuhana]

{ 夜の子 } —: “A life where you know nobody at all is surely a lonely one…”

[stitchsewing]

      "You really think so? Life is what you make it, sooooo it can't be boring-- unless you are stinking lazy and already lead a boring life!"

[kaneowest]

"I’m a senior in fuckin’ high school, beeeyitch."

[stitchsewing]

     "Huuuh? You're kidding, right?" He certainly doesn't look it. "Weeell, for starters gold teeth aren't exactly the mos teenager of things, you know! Who told you that was fashionable?"