Art Supplies and Coffe

[Venom]

Venom was more independent than half of the people she knew, and that was rather sad, seeing as they walked instead of rolled. She rolled her sharp blue eyes a bit as she rolled past a group of preppy girls gossiping about some stupid boy or the latest shoes. She felt her eyes roll back in disgust of them, but that disgust turned to Ecstasy as she rolled over one of their feet. "Whoops." She crooned playfully as she went around the corner and into the art supply store. This was her home away from home, away from that game and her stupid Guildmates.

She moved to look through the paint section, her fingers grazing the lids of several bottles. She noticed a new people that would likely work well when painting her latest master piece of herself being whipped by Riley. Hey, art is different for everyone, after all. She sighed lightly as she had to lean up from her chair to reach a few other colours and set a few bottles in her lap. She'd usually moan about stores not being accessible to get free stuff but she secretly liked it here. After making her purchase she rolled to the nearest coffee shop in the mall and ordered a latte. She looked around behind her wavy blonde hair at anyone who would dare to open their mouths to her, she wouldn't be afraid to make a scene. It wasn't the first time.

She rolled up to a table and pulled a laptop out of the side pouch of her chair, starting it up and logging into her messengers and the guild chat channel. She wasn't really interested in them, or what raid Fawkes was running or any of the drama that was going on with the Knights of Noobs, but perhaps something would offer her a bit of amusement as she sipped her morning caffeine fix.

[Clara]

Clara walked into the mall with her bestie best friend, Codex, at her side. They were going to get their shop on. Clara knew she wanted to use her husband's credit card for one or five more outfits. And she had already decided that she needed to pick something else out for Codex as well. It wasn't that Codex dressed badly. It was just that she didn't dress to show off anything. She dressed like a nun. But a nun that was off duty, with more colors. Did nuns go off duty? Clara wondered if anyone else knew. She decided to find a nun and ask.

Just then a coffee shop got her attention. "Codex, let's get some coffee! We're going to need all the energy we can get for this major shopping trip." It would take a lot of work to get Codex to put something on that showed some skin. Clara needed all the help she could get. She loved Codex. She was a sweet girl. But being sweet wouldn't help get her laid or help her get over Fawkes. She was hoping that getting laid by someone other than Fawkes would kill two orcs with one battle axe, so to speak. Clara started to walk towards the coffee shop without waiting for an answer from Codex. She was going to get the most expensive coffee at this place.

[Codex]

<sub>Okay... How had this happened? From a nice meeting to eat pancakes and talk to a huge mall trip, with an extremely over-enthusiastic Clara? It wasn't that Clara shouldn't be enthusiastic, oh no, she she should. She probably deserved the trip out. Though she didn't actually do much mothering, apart from the rare Cheesybeards meetings and a pole dancing class, Clara never got out the house. So Cyd was glad she could give her a little fun.

She just wasn't all that glad that the fun would be at her expense. Yeah... That she wasn't pleased about. Cyd liked to shop, and she liked to try on new clothes. But one, she was poor. And two, she really didn't like showing off too much skin or anything like that. What if someone saw her? What would they think?! No, no... She couldn't handle that kind of embarassment. Being embarrassed led to crying and/opr being sick. She didn't want that to happen. Again.

So when she heard Clara exclaim that they should get coffee, she grinned brightly. No trying on clothes and quite possibly being forced to buy them until later. Woo! Coffee! Cyd nodded, "Sounds like a great plan, I really need some caffeine right now."

Of course, by the time Cyd had said that.... Clara was already off and nearly at the coffee place. Seriously, Cyd had to jog to catch up. Not a good start, but perhaps some caffeine would help. As they wandered inside and over to the counter to buy their drinks, Cyd glanced about, out of habit really. She wasn't actually going to know someone out in the real world, but she liked checking. And for a second, for a second she thought she did recognise a blond in a wheelchair. She did remind her an awful lot like an Axis Of Anarchy member... She even had a laptop out! But before she could investigate further, she had to turn round and order her coffee.</sub>