[identity profile] classic-palm.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] outside_omens
Date: Sometime mid-October
Status: Private - Shadow, Bast
Setting: A shopping centre about a 45 minute drive away from the manor.
Summary: Bast and Shadow go shopping.


The shopping center was crowded, but not terribly so, and it was kinda ofof nice to watch ordinary people and families go about the ordinary business of buying clothing and kitchen appliances and children's toys. Shadow had always appreciated normal, every day life, even though he'd pretty much accepted that it wasn't for him.

Not far from the entrance there was a woman's clothing store that looked promising- not a teenagers store but a classy-looking place that would probably have a good selection of stylish adult clothing; blouses and skirts and nicer jeans.

"You want to try that place first?" he suggested, pointing.

Date: 2007-03-27 09:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] first-catwoman.livejournal.com
((Meh *skins self for crappy reply time*. But I do have a half-excuse this time. Serious canon twists for Fay and Kuro-muns have meant this kitty's spent the last few days as a cyber plushie-toy XD. But the Axel-thread is up! Is it okay if Kadaj has a mini-thread at the same time? It just means I'm not spamming and I can kill two birds with one stone...))

Bast tore herself away from the sheer facination that was normality. Tawny eyes blinked at Shadow, then she smiled, starting to walk towards the place he'd indicated. "Yeah, sure thing. Looks good. We gotta start somewhere, haven't we?"

Date: 2007-03-30 02:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] first-catwoman.livejournal.com
Bast tilted her head at the rack, running a hand down a navy blue pair then stretching her fingers out in front of it, looking at the colours together and pursing her lips. "Hmm, maybe... the redhead and I've got very different markings, though."

She patted his arm. "It's okay, sweetie. Guys weren't fantastic at this kinda thing in my day. You don't have to pretend, if you don't want."

It really wasn't meant as any mind of insult. Cats have no tact.

Date: 2007-04-11 09:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] first-catwoman.livejournal.com
Bast blinked and grinned at the two salewomen, waving her hand as though to say, No, don't bother - he's being silly.

She ran her hand down the long sleeve of a loose, crimson top, smiling wryly. "The only colours I was allowed back then were white and gold. Simple colours. Red was Seth's, and I know he'd be making lewd comments if I tried this on, whether merely in my head or not."

She lifted a pair of fashionable faded jeans from the rack, looked at the size tag, and held them against her waist. "What d'you reckon? Size 10?"

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