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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:31:39 GMT -5
"That's Michel Kange. He insists on having a living woman to fit his clothing on. I told you about him at the fashion show." Cath said.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:32:05 GMT -5
"Yeah, I remember," she said, "Still, naked?"
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:38:24 GMT -5
"It's hard to try clothing on when you're already wearing clothing. Although I do agree that all the way to nakedness is a little unnecessary." Cath said.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:39:01 GMT -5
"At least undergarments would be fine," she said.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 21:43:01 GMT -5
"Deacon's told him that exact thing, and he continues. The only reason we put up with it is because the man is a genius. Almost a savant." Cath said. "Complete with the utter lack of any capability to interact with society at large."
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 21:44:02 GMT -5
"I'm starting to think this internship might not be great...," she muttered.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 22:03:20 GMT -5
"The Design Dpearmtnent has eight other floors you can stick to being on that he never visits. We have a male intern to specifically deal with this floor." Cath said.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 22:03:55 GMT -5
"Oh, good," she said, "Thanks."
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 22:08:23 GMT -5
"Speaking of which, you wanna go see those other floors?" Cath asked.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 22:09:48 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'd like to."
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 22:17:30 GMT -5
Cath turned, but a very German voice yelled, "CATHERINE!" Michel Kange himself was hurrying across the floor towards Cath, finally getting close enough for a good look at his face.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 22:17:56 GMT -5
Noa just kept a bit back to let Catherine deal with it.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 22:24:01 GMT -5
Cath turned around and forced a smile. "What is it, Michel?" "I need better fabric. Tell your brother I need better fabric." Michel said, holding up fabric samples. His eyes wandered over Noa, but he seemed focused on the task at hand.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 18, 2013 22:28:20 GMT -5
Noa just didn't say anything, lest she be focused on.
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Post by Deacon and Catherine Acora on Feb 18, 2013 22:33:15 GMT -5
"It'll get done, don't worry." Cath said, taking the fabric samples. Michel stood there, a look of non-belief on his face as his gaze began to wander between Cath and Noa.
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