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That Bitch. [Edelia Brea] ([info]tenebroso) wrote in [info]nosuchplace,
@ 2009-06-04 10:23:00
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Sunday: January 27, 2008
Who: Edelia and Adrienne
When: Afternoon
Where: Art Supply Shop
What: Oops!

The whole tug of war regarding shop authority between Daiyu and Edelia was getting pretty heated. Sometimes Edelia would draw some pretty unique designs on the shop only to have them painted over by the bitch. Sure, at first Edelia understood the whole stocking preference thing by perhaps colors over name or whatever they were fighting over. But now it was getting ridiculous. The rival was purposefully stocking messy cans on top leaving the paint to drip all over the cans beneath. She knew Edelia would come into the store in the morning and clean the shit up. On the plus side, Edelia did tinker with a ladder and cause the annoying excuse for a haven occupant to nearly break her neck.

On this morning, the Naga was on edge. Her hands were doused in paint while she cleaned up yet another clever "get back" from the metahuman. She was cursing left and right and when she just about had it-she found a few of Daiyu's drawings and paintings scattered across the back of the shop. Her grin was wide and menacing while she gathered the pieces and began to throw them outside.

Now, Edelia was inconsiderate and ruthless. It was one thing to throw someone's paintings outside, it was another to open a can of paint and begin to toss bright colors of blue and green unto the rather nice drawings. She was flinging the paint carelessly unaware that she could actually hit someone passing by. All she had were two things in mind. One being that the elven guards could pick up her mess and two, this was a great get back.


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