Who| Pasha and Signless, Pasha and YOU~
What| Friend date, Open shop day, Out shopping and Networking party.
Where| See location headers
When| All through week four
Warnings/Notes| Choose your adventure! Pick a location or make your own up!
[Her Flat : Closed to Signless]It had been devastating to watch him die. Probably more-so because she considered him a good friend. There was something undoubtedly uncomfortable about it, probably because he was back to fair health so quickly. But still. At least he was back and had his health. Some people in the districts didn't even seem to have that. Her flat was in a sleek upcoming part of the capitol best suited to the young affluent population. And what better way to celebrate than to invite a friend for tea?
The sound of the bell chiming was the signal for her to grin. "Turn on the hob." She ordered into the air, before going to answer the door. Pasha peered around the door, done out in her
casual best and offering a wide grin. "You found it. I am so glad. Please, come in!"
[Supernova : Open to all]The shop was doing bustling trade. Pasha was in there most days,
dressed in clothing from the range available in the store and bouncing from shop floor to behind the counter. Tribbles were still a popular pet but they'd lost their vogue somewhat. Enough of a money spinner for her not to give up on the customisation yet but not the main focus of the oddities shop much longer. Anytime the door opened the customer or perhaps just curious wanderer would find themselves met with a blue-eyed bundle of curls and dimples and gushing happiness.
[Out in the Capitol : Open to all]But as much as she enjoyed work, she enjoyed the benefits of her new found affluence even more. Never more than when she got to go out and about by herself. By nature the diminutive Capitolian was a little bit of a loner and she enjoyed her own company. She was just as happy sat at the front of cafes reading thick tomes dedicated to teaching herself more as she was hunting out more oddities for her shops.
It was just unfortunate that her heeled
shoes had the habit of tripping her up when she wasn't paying full attention to where she was going.
[Capitol Party : Open to all]Viewing parties had been a part of her life as a small child. Her mother, a district escort at the time, had often pulled her along to them in an appropriately fluffy frock to be oohed and ahhed over by her friends. Now as an adult they were a valued opportunity to network and get her shop a little better known. The social aspect of it didn't thrill her exactly but it had to be done if she wanted to further her business. And at least now she got to
dress herself when her mother didn't butt in.
"Pasha Chekov." She introduced herself with a pleasant smile, all dimples and flushed cheeks, to anyone who was within range. "I don't beliewe we hawe met prewiously."