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Irei ([info]iseedeadpeople) wrote in [info]nosuchplace,
@ 2008-12-04 22:42:00

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Entry tags:adair fallon, irei arakaki

Wednesday: October 31, 2007
Who: Irei and Open
Where: Market place, next to the magical supplies shop
When: Morning
What: Irei is working on the finishing touches of his costume and goes in search of a certain potion he heard of...


Before Irei had moved to America, he never really put much thought into Halloween. It certainly was not as popular a holiday in Japan as Christmas was. In America though the practice of dressing up at night and collecting candy or going to parties was rather infectious. Sascha especially loved the holiday, and Irei couldn't help but become a part of it.

He stood in front of the magical supplies shop and walked in. He had not ever graced this place with his presence yet, but he had recalled something he had learned a while back ago when he had first met Echo. The second time he saw the pretty little blond teenager, her hair had become significantly longer. She had told him about a potion she found to make your hair grow longer. It sounded perfect for what he had planned.

Irei looked around the bottles of liquids and checked the labels for the magical hair growth formula. The shop was not quite what he had expected, and there were far more magical items in the store other than potions that he would have to come back and study some day. Today, though, he had one goal.

He grabbed a whole bottle of the hair growth potion and waved a hand at the proprietor behind the counter. "Sank you." He walked out of the shop and wondered if the stuff came with directions. He looked at the label and read out loud, "Apply liberally to the scalp. Huh." He shrugged as he walked over to the side of the building, popped the cork, leaned over, and poured all the liquid the top of his head.

Maybe he was over doing it a bit, or being a little to trusting, but Irei had waited until the last minute to get this part of his costume done, and he certainly did not have any time for his hair to grow out. Would this stuff really even work? He shook his dosed hair as droplets fell and he wiped any stray liquid off with his sleeve.

He stood up and felt a slight tingle. Irei was going to be pissed if his hair fell out.



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[info]fortunecookie
2008-12-05 01:31 am UTC (link)
When Adair thought about magic supply shops, he thought about Harry Potter. He was afraid that if he went in there, maybe some mischievous twins mixed up the potions. On the plus side though, maybe there were potions that would release fireworks. Better yet maybe he could make a broomstick fly with a potion and play quidditch with a friend or two. Now of course, he didn’t think magic stretched that far. Even in Elysium. That made him sad. Even in a place like this his childhood dreams were crushed.

He checked a few things out at the place for fun. He could use some growth potion. He was fine in all areas exception for the normal height. Hell, he was almost a hobbit. Girls were taller than he was. If he could get like a foot or so on him he would actually be normal height.

But it appeared like someone was giving hair growth a try. Weird. He was a great looking tall Asian guy who had a great set of locks. What was he so worried about. Smiling, Adair moved next to him.

“Say? Is that Pirelli’s miracle elixir? ‘Cus if that is, I’m afraid that’s just piss and ink. Hate to have piss and shit on your noggin all day, yeah?”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-12-09 11:47 am UTC (link)
Irei turned to look where the new voice was coming from. Perhaps he should have waited till he was back at the bungalow to do this to his hair, but he was excited. He had been a little bored lately and could not wait to see the reactions from people.

Irei looked at the other man. He was shorter than himself and caucasian. Those two factors in themselves amused Irei slightly. Most white men he knew were about the same height or taller than he was. There was always that misconception that because he was Asian he should be short.

“Pirelli’s miracle elixir...” Where had he heard that before? It sounded very familiar, but he could not place his finger on it.

“Well it does not smell like piss.” While the stuff may not have been exactly Herbal Essences from the smell, but it certainly did not smell like urine. He reached up to touch the soaked tips of his hair when he realized it had already grown out passed his ears and was still growing. Irei grabbed the dark locks as the grew slack in his hands as they continued to grow. Maybe he shouldn't have used the whole bottle?

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[info]fortunecookie
2008-12-14 10:48 am UTC (link)
Adair remembered when Sweeney Todd, the musical was performed in his high school. Though he wasn’t Sweeney, he was stuck playing Toby. He remembered he was very annoyed at the time since he knew it was not only a height thing, but his voice was annoying high for a high school student. But now that he thought about it, he would have rather been a retarded man than a pathetic lovesick young boy. Anthony was a close call for him. He had heard they were making a movie and Toby was being turned into a little boy..which was a much wiser choice. Buy anyways.

“Oh! It’s from a play called Sweeney Todd. There is this whole song about a boy singing about this potion that promises hair growth. But really his boss, Pirelli just was ripping people off by putting piss and ink in it. Good play..wonderful even.” Now that he seemed like a useless person of information; he may as well give his name. “I’m Adair by the way. I’m not usually this weird, I swear.” He ended the statement with a chuckle.

When the man’s hair began to grow, he stood there in fascination. “Jesus. Imagine what would of happened if you dropped some on your body.” That would have sucked. Chest hair and hair on god knows where. “Man, that’s a good look for you.” He complimented.

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-12-15 10:05 am UTC (link)
Irei raised his chin up as he thought. Sweeney Todd! That's what it was. Sascha had dragged him to see that musical on Broadway once when they were back in New York. Very dark humor that Sascha had figured Irei would appreciate. He also recalled Pirelli's character, and the satisfying way Mr. Todd had removed him as an obstacle. The play had been so full of death and revenge, that the light-hearted music was needed to detract from the gore.

"Yes, I have seen that play. It was full of death, and meat pies if I remember correctly." Irei ran his fingers through his hair that was dry once again. He wondered exactly how this potion worked that it made his hair grow and then dried so quickly. Did it absorb into the hair strands?

He shuddered slightly at the mention of hair growing in other places on his body, and shook his head. He pulled the collar of his shirt down to show his white hairless skin. "You would have to have hair in those spots to begin with for that to happen. I think that is how it works anyways."

He let go of his shirt and smiled at the smaller man. He seemed the excitable type, and he had the bluest eyes possible. Irei's own blue eyes looked gray in comparison. "Thank you. It is part of my costume for tonight. I hope to surprise a few people. Are you going to the festival?"

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[info]fortunecookie
2008-12-16 12:15 am UTC (link)
Thank god for Adair (least the way he saw it) he still had a body like a twelve year old boy…so if the potion spilled on him..

…

‘Nuff said.


Adair was totally going to the festival. He would seem like a total party shitter if he didn’t go. This was the one holiday that was worth living for! “Yeah, dude! I am totally going. I am going as Frodo Baggins from Lord of the Rings. I mean you don’t even have to have heard from the book. They made a kick as trilogy movie series. I have seen it at least thirty times. Everyone says I look like Frodo. I think it is just because of the blue eyes and the fact that I am only about 5’4 or so.” God, he didn’t even know if he was that tall. All he knew was that he was jokingly called a hobbit. He would have killed to have been in that movie!

“What are you going as? You look kinda like an Asian Fabio right now with that hair and all..but I think you look totally cool once you get the costume on you know?” He was a good looking guy.So if he was the type who wanted to pick up chicks at the party-with this new look he probably would have no issue.

“I bet you will look awesome.” He added.

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2009-01-07 12:13 pm UTC (link)
"Frodo Baggins? I saw that movie." He smiled at Adair. "Sounds like a good idea for a costume to me. I always did like what the elves wore in the movie myself. Very elegant." Irei nodded and reached behind his head and pulled the length of hair into a ponytail, getting the hair out of his face.

Irei blinked a few time at the smaller man. 5'4"? He still had to do the calculations in his head. That was about 165ish in centimeters. He looked at Adair again and shook his head meaningfully. "No, no you are not that short. You could not be. You are not that much shorter than me, and I am, I think about 5'10" in inches." Adair just claimed to be as tall as most of the women he had known back in Japan. If they were all his height the could have been tall enough to be models in his country.

"You should not sell yourself short." Irei stopped and realized that he spoke a joke without actually meaning too. "Ah, I did not mean that like it sounded." He didn't want to offend someone after just meeting them. He liked to think he wasn't that rude.

"I am going as a samurai. I have had my costume for a couple of years, but this will be the first time I will not have to wear an obscenely long wig along with it." Irei already was beginning to like this guy. "Ah, thank you, but you have not even seen the costume yet. I'm sure your Frodo costume will be great as well."

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