as he read through the documents, velda sat further in her chair, long hair waterfalling over the backrest. her icy pink smile was pulled towards either sparkling earring.[break][break]

she enjoyed these moments, where she could almost feel the warm memory of that afternoon that she had first signed her contract with her late mentor, lamb.[break][break]

how she missed him.[break][break]

he finished, and she spread her arms out and up again. she was an especially animated woman.[break][break]

”beautiful. welcome to glaus, pluto.” her smile pulled tauter, as though it might burst with glitter and gold, riches and fame. ”they’re going to love you.”

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”opposed? of course not.” she smiled, happy to accommodate his requests. she could use him anywhere. he had the look.[break][break]

”call it done. well, after we get through the paperwork, of course.” she blinked down at it. a pen, shining as though it had been polished, awaited his fingers. lines across several pages were empty still of his signature, what would be the start of a new and surely bright career.

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her eyebrows raised briefly at his sentiment. interesting, indeed. they were people of taste, were they not?[break][break]

she sipped her espresso with a smile. and so, velda glaus would design her first, and perhaps last government uniform.[break][break]

“i’m excited to get started.”

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louis nodded and bowed out of the room, a vision of formality and expert tailoring.[break][break]

”oh, you own a club? how fun.” truly. velda loved a good time, although she did prefer such establishments on the classier end.[break][break]

when asked of about what he’d be modeling, her hands raised as though offering him the world. ”anything you’re comfortable with. i’m sure you’re familiar with the brand?” who wasn’t? ”we sell everything from contest costumes to undergarments. shoes, jewelry… what do you want to model?” for starters.

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”you flatter me.” truly, velda wasn’t the best dancer in the room—but she tried, kept up well enough to make it, and her bright smile was perfectly genuine.[break][break]

”business is always good.” not a lie. ”be on the lookout for sygna suits, next. you’re a man of science, so i’m sure you’ll appreciate them.” velda was also inspired by science. it showed in her futuristic and experimental designs.[break][break]

speaking of sygna suits. ”actually, i do have someone i need to say hello to, if you’ll excuse me. thank you for the dance, mr. rose. it was lovely.”[break][break]

with that, she was strutting off towards the bar, to greet Katherine Fairburne . as she approached, her hands drifted up at her sides dramatically. ”absolutely stunning, but you don’t need me to tell you that.” the model. the get-up. the entrance. perfection.[break][break]

she leaned over the bar, flashing a smile at the bartender. ”vodka martini. extra dirty, please.”[break][break]

her attention returned to katherine, ”how'd the shoot go?” a famous model not too many years ago, velda knew how tiring they could be.

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tldr:[break]

• fits
• velda parta from Amor Rose to go say hi to Katherine Fairburne
• orders a martini at the bar

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at his echoing, she nodded. chrome silver was the silver of chrome. reflective, metallic. chrome silver.[break][break]

"you will be unmistakable." a bright star in the dark sky of the region's turmoil. guidance, protection.[break][break]

"all chrome? no, i don't think so. we'll keep it more tasteful than that. not to worry."

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how sad. she would make him a vest, then. armless, because without the rangers, the real lance didn't know what to do with his hands. symbolism. gorgeous.[break][break]
but wait. they already had a vest. no matter. she would make a better one. a real glaus upgrade.[break][break]
she stared at him, fingers lingering around the ear of her demitasse in silence, before eventually, ”how do you feel about chrome silver? or is reflective gear off the table?” that would be very disappointing.

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amor was good at this. velda did her best to keep up, letting her experiences guide her, though carried much more by the lead of a very skilled partner. she made it to the dip with a laugh, finally feeling her feet catch up with her again.[break][break]
”well done, mr. rose!” she applauded once he’d pulled her back up. ”i had no idea you had that in you! and not a step out of place—but you know how good you are, please.”[break][break]
meanwhile, louis peered up at tall ms. assistant’s peculiar gold eyes. ditto hands, transformed to be rather human as the rest, slipped into her own. finally, a dance partner. and she was lovely![break][break]
behind the full-coverage mask was a shy smile, drawn across the ditto-man’s face like a happy line of crayon.

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tldr:[break]

• fits
• velda is dancing with Amor Rose (prompt 7?)
• suited ditto louis is dancing with Locke Jamison 's latias disguised as ms. assistant

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at the mention of all the region’s strife, velda’s pearly smile never wavered, for these were all things other people were meant to worry about. besides, this was a night for celebration, not dwelling on their narrowly evaded doom.[break][break]
”oh, how sweet of you to say. and i’m glad to hear you’re taking a break from the chaos! gods know we all deserve a bit of fun sometimes.”[break][break]
her gaze drifted over her shoulder and briefly in the direction of Katherine Fairburne ’s entrance. it was unmistakable, from the heads that turned to the daring number that had been designed for the evening. earth-shattering, really. taking mental note to catch the coveted model at some point during the evening, she then returned to Amor Rose ’s question.[break][break]
young men, trying to sweep her off her feet?[break][break]
”none have tried, but i do so love it when they do. fingers crossed.”[break][break]
meanwhile, louis roamed the dancefloor, the ditto finding it was too shy to try and steal a dance partner in the same fashion it had been robbed.

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tldr:[break]

• fits
• dancing with Amor Rose
• ditto louis still searching for dance partner sadge

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rings clicked across her desk as she slid the stack of papers his way.[break][break]
”all our policies are on page 4. i know you’ve worked in the industry, so i don’t think there’s too much to highlight. it’s all pretty typical stuff.” but the nuance, transparency and readability reflected her experiences. it was why many models sought to work with her, and had arrived without agents.[break][break]
”i used to walk the runway. my company will always operate with the model’s best interests in mind. that is my promise to you.”[break][break]
a ditto, suited just as well as the stylist from earlier, walked in with pluto’s sparkling water on a tray. balancing it on splayed fingers, it presented the glass for him to take.[break][break]
”thank you, louis.”

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