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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 5:58 pm
Eric picked out a few different cosmetic items, then had one last thing to get. He actually favoured the lipstick that was sold out, usually because it was sold at a cheaper price because it wasn't popular. However, it seems that wouldn't be the case this time. He decided to use this time to tease Ren again. He walked over to him and said "my favourite Brand of lipstick seems to be sold out. Now I can't figure out which would be the best for my complexion. Can you help?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 6:01 pm
Lucian shook his head at Ren's response to his wink. No way would this land him in trouble. He used protection, after all. Happily, he led the girl up to the President's office, immediately setting to having his fun with her...
/* Someone else should probably play the Prez. It would be more fun that way. */
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 3:27 am
Carissa came in the research lab wearing mismatched striped knee-high socks and three-inch high stilettos. Her dark brown hair looked particularly disheveled today with an oversized red bow clipped on the side. She wore a short, red dress with many patches under her lab coat. Well, simply put... She looked weird... And a paradox of many things.
She raised her red-framed glasses and yawned without the slightest hint of femininity and said, "Mornin', Phora, Ash...Marcus" Of course, it wasn't morning anymore but Carissa wouldn't know. She just woke up. The queen of crazy was up and ready to cause havoc today too.
((OOC: Sounds good~ XP ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 12:42 pm
"Since your here now, how about you help with what were doing." Marcus sounded a bit ticked off and the current situation wasn't helping. His fingers started to hurt abit he stretched and smirked. His phone vibrated in his pocket and much to his surprise it was his Therapist. "Hmmm guys i've gotta step out for a moment. Continue to hack and do what ever your doing." His voice sounded a little rusty. He looked at his phone as it vibrated 'Should i answer it or not?' He wondered as he walked out the lab. He sighed and leaned against the wall.
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Sheeeep in Wolfs clothing
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 8:20 am
"Sooo~ What's the problem?", Carissa said, slowly sliding her fingers up Phora's shoulders before she suddenly shifted her attention to Ash, holding an imaginary microphone in front of her. "Live breaking news... Straight from the Ash!", she said, waiting for her to speak.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 9:10 am
Phora shuddered once Carissa walked away. That girl gives me the creeps, she thought, walking off of the chair. There were no bugs that she could see. That means that someone in the lab leaked. She sighed, running a hand through her red hair. She walked over to one of the computers and types in a few security codes to check who was here late. There's always me and Marcus, and we can prove our alibis by our late work, she thought, a dozen names popping up in the last six months. That means that we have to question all of these people, their background checks, lock down...She ran her hand through her hair again. Today is going to be a long day....
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 6:16 pm
((So is Ren ignoring my character, Aya?))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 1:51 am
Ren looked awkwardly at Eric before looking back at the lipsticks. He still had a job to do. It wasn't like he completely ignored ugly girls before. After all, they were the best of customers. This case was just a little... Different. "Uh...", he started, timidly pointing his finger at the different lipsticks. He then hesitantly picked one up and put it in Eric's hands. It was a light shade of pink. "I think that one will do", he said rather plainly without the salesman's charismatic and fluid tone.
"Got something, Phora?", Carissa said, turning her head towards Phora, still not putting away the imaginary mic away from Ash's face.
((OOC: Oops~ Sorry, Eternal. I seem to have gotten caught up with a profile for Carissa that I forgot to reply XP ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 5:33 am
"Nothing at all, Carissa," said Phora, her annoyance clear in her voice. The last thing we need now is a ditz who thinks she can just walk in here and run the place while Marc is gone, she thought, tapping her pen on the desk while numbers and names flew past her eyes at lightning speed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 5:46 am
"Come now, Phora!", Carissa frowned and asked. "In the first place, what are you looking for?" After all, it was quite hard to figure out what someone wanted help doing if she, herself, didn't know what the problem was. "Because if you don't need help, I can go start working on that new fragnance~!", she said cheerily. Her fragrances were strange sometimes, or at the very least, unconventional. For example, the one she was doing at the moment was an experiment on pheromones and stimulating smells. 'Sex in a bottle', she dubbed it, although at the moment, it kind of smelled of roses and wet fur.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 1:53 pm
"No you can't. We're on lockdown..." said Phora, her voice getting more annoyed. She printed off a bunch of names. "Call these people in. Put them in the lunchroom once they're here..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 4:25 pm
Chairman Xiao Beitang, head of one of the largest manufacturing corporations in the world and one of the ten richest men on the planet, stepped off a coach-class flight and went through security like everyone else. It was not a humble or honourable thing to take what others might covet merely because of his position. On the rare occasions he traveled abroad - becoming less frequent as he aged, and soon to stop altogether as he began grooming his son Mao to replace him - he always traveled coach-class and with minimal luggage.
This particular trip to the States was the first he'd made in six years, and was made to correct a culpably stupid mistake that a small, a very small, competitor had made. Bamboo Enterprises International - the company that he headed - already had a huge market in the States in almost every field. They monopolized 35% of contracts from the US Department of Defense. Most of the plastics industry was under their control. The only area in which they had significant investments that they had never expanded was cosmetics and perfumes, which was handled by a minor branch (Bamboo Cosmetics). They had recently started expansion with a few test markets, including Brenneville. It was their largest test market, in fact.
And several weeks ago, Chairman Xiao had received a memo that their market share had gone from 27% to 8% over the course of the last fiscal quarter. Such a loss hadn't taken him very long to track to its source, and within a week he'd received a sample of the competitor's product in his lab at BC R&D. Because of his custom equipment it hadn't taken him thirty minutes to isolate the twelve patented compounds whose composition was unknown outside of Bamboo Enterprises' labs and manufactories. While there was an outside chance that all twelve of the patented chemicals might have been developed by chance if Fong Industries was involved, the competitor involved in this case was some American hackjob called "PrimRose Cosmetics, Inc." There was no earthly way for them to independently develop the twelve specific chemicals that BEI used in their products, and BEI could sue them for several dozen times their highest possible net worth if and when Xiao confirmed this fact.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:07 am
Carissa raised an eyebrow, wondering why Phora was acting all high and mighty. "Let me see that", she said, taking the printed names and taking a few seconds before beginning to chuckle. "There was a leak, wasn't there?", she assumed from the names that were on the page.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 4:08 pm
Phora rubbed her face, and took off her glasses. "Yes, Carissa...You would help tremendously if you would call in those names..." she said, rubbing her temples. She hated when this happened. She also felt for the kids getting brought in. There was a leak the first month she was here, and she had been interrogated in the lunch room.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 6:49 pm
Eric looked down at the lipstick in his hand. "You sure?" he asked. He noticed Ren wasn't using his usual charm. Was it because he was a man? Probably.
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