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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 20:51:16 GMT -5
Noa looked at her, "Is something wrong?"
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 20:52:15 GMT -5
She hit a button, and the elevator door closed. "Yeah, I was just trying to remember which floor the design department begins on." Cath said, smiling.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 20:53:13 GMT -5
"Do you have it now?"
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 20:54:05 GMT -5
"Yeah, I got it." Cath said, smiling.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 20:56:00 GMT -5
"How long is this going to take?" she asked.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 20:57:02 GMT -5
As if in response, the elevator stopped, and the door opened. "After you." Cath said, gesturing out the door.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 20:57:33 GMT -5
"I mean the entire thing today."
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 20:59:42 GMT -5
"Should be no longer than an hour and a half. Do you have some kind of appointment?" Cath asked.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:00:59 GMT -5
"No, I was just curious," she said.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:03:01 GMT -5
Cath nodded. "Well, this is our design department." Cath said, spreading her arms. The whole floor was dominated by dress forms and drawing boards, men and women working to make new clothing to keep Deacon relevant.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:12:58 GMT -5
"It looks amazing," she said.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:17:38 GMT -5
"We sank a lot of money into it, and we have a visionary at the helm, despite his, ah, pervy tendencies." Cath said.
If Noa looked, she might see a room separated from the rest by glass windows, taking up almost a sixth of the floor. Inside, a single man was working on some clothing, with a naked woman standing on a pedestal in front of him.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:18:49 GMT -5
She didn't pay attention to it, since she couldn't see very well inside.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:25:02 GMT -5
The man, seeming suddenly frustrated, stood and stormed out. "I need better clothing! None of this will do!" He threw some clothing into the air and stormed back in, leaving his door open and affording a clear view of what was happening inside.
"Oh God, he's pitching a fit again." Cath said, sighing and rubbing her brow.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:27:26 GMT -5
Noa looked over, "That's...that's disturbing..."
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