Station Square - Out And About

[bunnikkila]

"Goodbye, and many thanks for using our services!" 

Antoine bowed politely as he bid his farewell to the recipient of his latest delivery: a certified letter from Westopolis to Station Square. Easy enough, and it had come with a nice tip - it paid to be polite, and he suspected his accent occasionally had something to do with it on occasion as well. And now with the delivery complete, there was... not much else to be honest. Just enough time to catch the train back home.

Then again... there wasn't much else, and it occure to him that somehow, in his two years on Westside Island, he'd never actually visited Station Square.

Well, that was inaccurate. He'd never been to Station Square when he had actual free time. A few quick deliveries and then a train home before dark had been the extent of his visits - but now? It was barely noon, a quick glance at his pager told him he had no new packages waiting, the sun was shining....

Quite honestly, he was owed an afternoon off. And Station Square had plenty to offer. The beach might be nice (aside from the frankly appalling overabundance of sand), there was the theme park (pretty to look at, even if he did have to look askance at the... very wild looking rides), the casino (not to his tastes, really, but there was a certain level of interest to the atmosphere), and an absolute plethora of shops and cafes!

The latter was most to his tastes, he decided. The beach... well, maybe after lunch. He was not going to plan the whole day: it would only make him antsy about scheduling, and he'd decided that this was an afternoon off, a time to relax....

He was already arranging a schedule in his head. Shops for an hour, lunch at one-thirty, another half-hour of shops, beach late in the day to minimize the time he spent being all gritty... that in mind, he started down the street at an absentminded pace, adding up the hours until he needed to catch a late train and organizing them accordingly and just enough attention to his surroundings to avoid bumping into anything.

[Xeric]

"Yes, I know how expensive the fabric is, but it'll be worth it! I want my new Dreamcasters range to be FABULOUS!" exclaimed the Cat down her cellphone, paying no attention to her surroundings and just hoping the pedestrians on the busy street shuffle around her and the stacked high boxes she was holding that were also obscuring her view.

As she hung up her Cell, she checked the time and a fear of dread came across her face.

"OH MY DAYS IM SO LATE FOR MY MEETING" she cried as she began to run, still unable to see where she was going and who might be in front of her.

[bunnikkila]

Antoine barely heard the voice behind him - in the busyness of city streets it was just another half-missed trickle of conversation, meriting a twitch of his ears if that. He was otherwise occupied: there was a nice looking tailor's shop there, the chocolate boutique would be worth looking into, that lovely gardening store looked just right for--

When the cat took off, he was right in her path. Antoine was yanked out of thoughts of new pruning shears and maybe another miniature rose when the woman (or rather, her packages) struck him square in the back, pitching him forward with a yelp as the boxes scattered. The coyote stumbled but ultimately kept his balance, reflexively brushing himself off and waffling between indignant and apologetic as he turned to see who'd nearly trampled him.

Huh. There was something familiar about this woman. He blinked, trying to place her; the feeling of knowing her alleviated his irritation at least a little, and he stooped to start gathering boxes.

"...quite a lot here for one to carry, no? Perhaps it will be faster with help."

[Xeric]

Honey let out a high pitched yell as she tripped over her many boxes, then face planting the floor. She rolled over and look up at the started Coyote.

"I-im so sorry! I couldnt see where I was going and I'm late for a meeting with my designers and everythings just--" she panted trying to catch her breath as she also tried to gather up her possessions.

[bunnikkila]

"Understandable. You have, eh, quite a lot to try to carry."

Antoine plucked up the last package, holding what he had balanced in one arm - he was, after all, accustomed to managing stacks of items to be delivered. This was no problem! His other hand was offered to Honey to help her up.

"Shall I accompany you then, mademoiselle, and carry half?"

Wait Sacrement. He was supposed to be relaxing, not working! But then... she clearly did need help. It'd be remiss of him to not offer. Unchivalrous! Besides, it wouldn't take long, and then he could get back to those shops. Especially that garden store.

"Where is it you are trying to go?"

[Xeric]

"O-oh thank you!" Moaned the cat as she stood up and took half the stack of boxes from the strange Coyote.

"If you're sure? I have a meeting with the Mayor of Station Square!" She exclaimed. "I've been asked to redesigned the uniforms for his office"

She dropped the pile of boxes on the floor and held out her paw.

"Honey! By the way! Honey the Cat of Honey clothing and accessories!"

[bunnikkila]

"Of course, of course."

Antoine gave the cat his most gallant smile.

"This is an important meeting! And I am free for now. So please - allow me."

The coyote perked his large ears at hearing Honey's name. Ah, so that was it! He took her offered hand with a bow, smiling.

"Yes! I have heard of you. My name is Antoine de la Tranche, I have admired the quality of your work!"

[Xeric]

"Of course you've heard of me, who hasnt?!" Honey grinned at the Coyote. She looked him up and down as they carried on down the busy street.

"You should really check out my Summer range, it'd be right up your street!" she jabbed, noticing that nothing he was wearing came from her clothing line.

"We even do a ranger of extreme gear clothing, if that's your sort of thing~!"

[bunnikkila]

"Oh yes - I was planning to shop a bit as my work for the day is finished."

Something cooling, perhaps... at the very least, something for the beach.

"I was also thinking of the coast," he said aloud, following that train of thought. "What is it you suggest for that outing? Eh... I am an athlete yes, but I have not attempted the Extreme Gears."

It was a thought, though. For courier work and to further train his balance for his sport of choice.

[Xeric]

They both came to a stop at the crossing, waiting for the light to go green.



"OH I could totally see you in a pair of our Beach Shorts and designer shades!" she exclaimed. "Maybe even a flowery vest!"

It was nice to be talking about fashion with someone who genuinely wanted to know Honeys thoughts but not have a financial gain in it.

[bunnikkila]

The coyote's ears perked up, and he glanced at Honey with a smile.

"Very perceptive, mademoiselle! I am indeed very fond of the floral motifs."

He considered a moment.

"For the beach... blue, do you think? Normally, I favor warm colors." He tilted his head slightly to indicate the red and gold beret he normally wore. "But, something different is good now and then, yes?"

He stepped off the curb once the light changed, glancing at Honey again.

"I shall certainly follow this advice once you are safely delivered to your meeting. However I am not familiar with Station Square, so a boutique recommendation is also greatly appreciated."

[Xeric]

"Oh YES! Blue would suit you, maybe a nice warm shade of red!" she replied as she crossed the street.

Honey was very familiar with Station Square and knew all the best boutiques in the city, one better than any other.

"Of course I know all the very best places.. no where better than my own Branch of Honey Clothing!" she excitedly squee'd. Honey had boutiques all over the planet, and any chance to get more customers she was going to take advantage of.

[bunnikkila]

"Oui, I had thought you must!"

Honey's excitement was infectious - and really, it was exactly what he'd wanted to do with at least part of his day! What a strange bit of luck, to run into someone as knowledgeable and prestigious as Miss Honey!

"Well then. Once you are at your destination I would very much enjoy having the address of your local branch, Mademoiselle." He paused, thinking a moment. "Also. I had not considered attempting the Extreme Gears... and my sport of choice has strictly regulated equipment... however an outer jacket would do nicely, is the sports gear you design compatible with placing over fencing wear?"

Still, his mind wandered to gears again. Definitely good for balance... although it seemed terribly dangerous.

Wait. What was he thinking? He was a champion of a sport that involved swinging weapons of war at people! Still, that was different. For one thing he was good at fencing, he would just look foolish at gear riding... but then, he'd started fencing somewhere... but then, he would very definitely break his wrist and that would spoil his fencing career and it would be a disappointment and... well, surely there was protective equipment, but...

Wait. This was not worth fretting over. It'd be annoying to do so.

Was he being annoying?

"Eh, lâ... of course I do not wish to consume too much of your time... you have important things to accomplish today, no?"

[Xeric]

"Pfft! It's fine" the cat excitedly exclaimed. "Being the CEO of your own company means I'm allowed to do whatever I want!"

As the pair continued down the street, the sound of infectious pop music filled the air, the sidewalk was becoming more dense with people as the approached the giant,bright yellow building.

"Here we are! Honey clothing! If you don't look sweet, you aren't wearing Honey!" She cried out excitedly.

[bunnikkila]

"Well - so long as it is not being a bother, I am pleased to hear your expert advice."

He came a bit more to attention as he heard the music - not to his particular tastes, but admittedly it was catchy - and he focused on weaving his way through the crowd. Antoine couldn't help thinking that it was rather fortunate for Honey that she'd nearly mowed him down; it'd be difficult to anyone to navigate this with the load the cat had been trying to carry on her own.

Antoine looked up at the building as they approached, studying it curiously. Definitely a worthwhile stop. He turned to Honey with a smile as they stepped through the doors, nodding toward the packages he was carrying.

"For now - you have your meeting, no? So, advise me where to put all of this, and I will then have a look around... a flowery vest, you were saying?"

[Xeric]

"I'll get someone to take care of those!" Honey smilled as she clicked her fingers as they entered the busy store, summoning over a member of staff. "Please take these packages from my new friend as place them in my office please" she smiled. "Oh, and please have my assistant reschedule my meeting with the Mayor.. THANKS!"



That member of staff happened to be Chase. He approached, wearing a bright yellow and black, yet fashionable vest with a name tag saying 'My name is Chase'. "Y-yes! Of course Miss Honey!" he stammered as he took the mountain of packages and awkwardly carried them into the back of the store.



"RIGHT! Lets get you something to wear! On me of course as my thanks for helping me with my packages!" she said as she excitedly linked her arm with the Coyote.

[bunnikkila]

Antoine murmured his thanks to the fossa as he passed off the boxes. Then Honey linked arms and he jumped slightly, ears popping up, before he relaxed and laughed - a bit nervously, but a friendly sound nonetheless.

"Well! I shall certainly not turn down such an offer and I am certain your expertise will have me looking the very best I can, no?"

He took a moment to look around - taking in the color and lively patterns and textures, the general atmosphere. Yes, he decided, definitely a good place to be. Fate was with him today after all, it seemed!

[Xeric]

"You're always in the best of hands with me!" she winked at the nervous looking Coyote as she dragged him through the large and very busy store.

As they entered the summer season section, the heat seemed to become slightly more intense, and the lighting became even brighter.

Honey unlinked from Antoine and once again clicked her fingers, summoning a member of staff.

"Sunglasses for me and my friend, please and accompany us whilst we shop!" she grinned as the Fossa approached.



"Of course, Miss Honey!" he replied passing them both a pair of Honeys most designer Sun shades. "These will help with the lighting." Chase said handing them to Antoine. "It's one of Honeys ways to increase sales."

[bunnikkila]

It was, he had to admit, effective; Antoine certainly felt the intensity of the heat, and the lighting put him in mind of his slightly-postponed beach trip.

Very clever!

He took the sunglasses from Chase, nodding.

"Merci my friend... ah, yes, I can see the sense of it...."

Sunglasses in place, Antoine looked over the displays - not leaving Honey's side, but making a quick sweep of the area with ears perked. The designer clearly had something in mind, and he wasn't about to question the judgement of a Professional... but it was only good sense to get a good overview of the area!

"We were discussing the blues and florals before, non?"

[Xeric]

"Oh yeah, of course!" she exclaimed, dragging both Antoine and Chase over to a large section of floral shirts.

"Hmm.. What size are you? If you dont mind me asking.." she giggled.



Chase just casually tidied up the shelves, whilst keeping a close distance to the pair in case he was needed.

[bunnikkila]

"Not at all!" Antoine said cheerfully. "It is important information n'est-ce pas? I am of lean sizing, in the middle-average range." As befitted his lanky build. He stepped up to the display, immediately drawn to the blues and reds and beginning to carefully look through those with one ear tipped toward Chase.

"Hm... which are you thinking, mademoiselle?"

He did rather like this blue with paler blue ivy... oh, but the cobalt with red roses was nice!