" I am bossy, yes. Thank you very much."
Scoffed and her eye stared at the tape for a second, then the scribes in her notebook
" Usually i would, but someone's corset is obviously getting tighter... and is obviously not the cords..."
"shouldnt you already have my measurements by heart now? Geez..."
Odette fized her posture before pouting heavily as she looked away from Num, mumbling under her breath
"Bossy...."
"For the thousandth time, can you keep still ? Or i'm gonna get them all wrong "
The seamstress took a heavy sigh as she tried to take [𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿]'s measurements, pulling the measuring tape around them to keep in place.
- Lights inside the booth flicked. Zoltar movements were rusty and slow, causing an shrill sound as it tilted the head up; loud enough for Nika to furrow her eyebrows and press her hearing aid -
"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫" +
“God… it’s so creepy.”
Fiddling inside his coat, reaching for his coinpurse, and taking out a quarter. He blanks out a moment, unsure of what to ask, staring at the animatronic for a few seconds. Where should he start?
“I will I ever be free from… ‘this?’”
He slots it in.
"Mini pancakes then ! And i mostly lift weights ! I like to running too, but i'm trying to gain more muscle"
– She proudly flexed her right arm; could definitely pile more than a few pancakes there –
" At least is working, is good for my back after so much time sewing honestly"
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“Y-You work out! Cool! Ehehe.. w-what type of exercise do you do? I-I can make you mini pancakes.. i-if thats muscle with —- 𝙊𝙆𝘼𝙔.. okay with you.”
She pat her chest as if to clear her airways. Quickly punching everything in her pad.
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to the point that the paint was peeling off. Most of the golden details that it once had already long gone
Inside, the upper body of the animatronic rested with his eyes closed. A man with a luxurious beard and dark hair, his hands on top of a crystal ball -
" Wanna go first ?"
" Oh, you put a coin and hears what he has to say ! Some people make a question first, and them see if what he says fits... I prefer to keep it open ! Is more fun that way"
- She shrugged as they got closer to a deep-purple and really time-worn booth, +
He watched the performers, giggled at some of their outfits (and it became immediately obvious that Dominika was extremely talented with her job,) some of the games, and the other tents.
“…well, I mean, I don’t know how it works… could you show me?”
" Hmn... I was thinking pancakes ? Or waffles? Any carbohydrates really, i'm bulking for gym "
- Said as she rested her chin on her hand, the right eye travelling thru the desert display. A smile crossing her face with the giggle -
" I need to keep in shape, you know ~ "
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Giggling a little nervously at the flirtatious statement. Not out of uncomfortableness, but timidness. Not know how to exactly return the playful response.
“E-Ehe.. w-we have a ton of o-options.. d-do you wish to uh.. recommendation or.. or look..?”
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" Uh ? I guess ! Don't see why not... Been a while since i tried it out "
- Their walk around the carnival was smooth, as she seemed to know the way around the tents like the palm of her hand. Which definitely helped to avoid the crowd that was starting to fill the pier -
“Oh, I’ve never…”
The moment he looks at it, his eyebrows seem to raise. He looks rather disturbed by the Zoltrar much at all. “…can we go see… bef- err, after we… euuhhh, play with this? I’ve never seen something like this before.”
He’s disturbed, but he’s curious.
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One of those animatronics who reads you future and what not !"
— The seamstress squinted her right eye for a bit, trying to locate herself around the tents before turning right; closer to the pier —
" Freaks me out a bit, I think i'd prefer a real fortune teller "
" Sure, my work tent is nearby... And I have too much stuff on me anyways..."
— She adjusted the full tote bag on her arm, almost leaning her body to the left. Definitely had overindulged herself a bit around games —
" Let me see, i think they put a Zoltar close ? +
“Uhm, yeah, somewhere around this area, see. Maybe you should try to move to the middle of the town nearby, yanno? Maybe the people here could have some fun… oooh, wait, you make the costumes!? you gotta show me some of your work!”
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" Oh, actually i make the costumes for the clowns who perform at night... they are taking a little break theses days tho" She let out a sigh of relief.
" But yes, that what I was thinking about ! Are you from around here ? Some place in town i should check ?"
“Your job? Really? Wow, you must have a lot of fun here, erm, setting all of these up, and getting to partake in them…”
And so he does follow her, with his shoes chomping down on the sand as he walked. “Especially with fall coming, and it’s going to storm and rain more often.”