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Post by Milan on Apr 15, 2011 16:31:42 GMT -6
In the quaint country of Italy in the bustling city of Milan, there is a simple fashion studio where one of the city’s most popular designers live. To most people there is nothing strange about the lights being on late into the night. They would think that she would be working on her latest fashion and while this is true in most things, for certain countries and cites it runs a bit differently. For any country in need of fashion help can always come to her, Adriana Milani also known as the city of Milan.
The small studio may not seem like much but her customers know that the building is not what matters in this case the woman inside of the building was the reason she drew customers from all over the world. Her obsession with fashion went overboard at times but she always means well in what she does. No matter who you are she can find something that will make you look amazing she brings out the inner beauty in all of her clients making her one of the top rated designers in all of Italy.
Adriana slowly closed up her studio wondering what the next customer would bring to her. Be it one of her normal customers or the more what humans would call extraordinary. For those few extraordinary clients she did more than just design clothing. Her job with these select few people, her fellow cities and nations, was to give them makeovers let them see what she saw when she looked at them. To see the beauty inside of them that very few could see.
It had been awhile since she had been called on to help one of her fellow cities and even longer to help one of the nations. She missed working with the others as she tended to stay inside her own city, finding news about the others through newspapers and the gossip of her citizens. Finishing the last few details on the design she was working on quickly before looking it over and repairing a few things. Placing her latest design in her portfolio to look at later she looked toward the door checking to see if someone had at least stopped by.
Her studio was rather lonely to be in alone with the large open space around her. Looking at the clock and noticing the late time she paused for a moment. Quickly locking the door and changing the sign to closed before heading upstairs to her home, the loft above her studio. Slipping into bed she couldn’t help but feel that tomorrow was going to be a big change to her usual routine. Falling asleep to the sound of the streets below wondering what client the next day would bring her. Waking the next morning and dressing for another day of work she went down to the studio a feeling of change in the air. This was a good feeling she decided as she opened the studio for her workers and clients as well.
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Post by Vatican City on May 18, 2011 13:22:33 GMT -6
Skipping and strolling and running and frolicking through the beautiful, sun-kissed streets and cities of Italy was none other than the holy city of Vatican itself. Of course, being an Italian, he was allowed to be flighty sometimes. He had left morning service in a hurry before the guards could catch him, as he still had important paperwork to do.
But he had been doing nothing but work these days, especially with the current (and not-so current) issues that are coming up repeatedly and have yet to be solved. An eleven-year-old shouldn't be stressed like this, but he was and still is. Therefore, he needed some unwinding, to be away from stacks of paperwork that he has to do, coupled with mass services and duties that he has to perform.
When one looks from a distance, one would think that this was an ordinary kid. Rid of his usual pope-like attire, he was dressed in a simple bright yellow shirt coupled with short boy shorts, knee-high socks, black loafers, and, of course, his trademark pink hat with a silver cross sewed on it. Only the other cities of Italy and the Italies themselves would know that this is the holy city that they and the whole world respect so much that was skipping down the streets. While he enjoyed the respect and authority that he holds, he is still very much stressed with the responsibilities that come with a position such as his, and he doesn't really like going into his business-mode. He likes bossing people around, though, but that doesn't really count.
Making quite a sharp turn around the corner, he was about to go into an ice cream shop that was just right across the street when he noticed a studio. Not just any studio, but Milan's studio! What a stroke of luck. Deciding to skip the ice cream at this time, he happily bounded on to the steps of the studio, rang the doorbell twice, and patiently waited for an answer at the door. Maybe she wasn't so busy, and he could hang out in her studio and talk to her. Or something. After all, not just anyone could enjoy a random visit from the holy city himself, right? Hope you don't mind me joining in. xD;
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Post by Milan on May 20, 2011 20:53:58 GMT -6
Working on a small side project for a gala lather in the year having her schedule oddly clear for this time of year, it was odd but nice. Quickly working on the last few things to go on it she was surprised to find that there was a tear in the fabric in a place that she couldn't fix. Trying to calm down she threw the dress out getting new fabric to start it over again.
Slowly starting to work on the dress taking a small break for breakfast before getting back to the problem at hand and trying to get at least the body of the dress done before it was time to open the studio so that the easy part was done and she could enjoy working on the intricacies that would be hard for her to accomplish if it was not finished yet.
Adriana sighs getting her now finished body of the dress set back down so that she could go open up the studio. Checking outside for a few moments before going inside she was startled when she heard the sound of the doorbell a few moments after she shut the door leaving it unlocked. Quickly getting up she never expected it to be the little holiness that was at her door when she opened it.
Smiling softly at the Holy City in front of her she invited him in. "What brings you here little holiness? I don't have much to do today if you wanted to find something to get rid of boredom. A new shop just opened up down the street that you will like as well Little Holiness."
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Post by Vatican City on May 22, 2011 4:07:23 GMT -6
When the door opened and Adriana's tall figure (or seemingly tall figure, since she's about a foot taller than him) appeared at the door, his face immediately broke into a huge smile. So she is home! This is a good stroke of luck, indeed! With her around, it was impossible to get bored, as she could always give him something to do, or have things she could talk about.
Smiling up brightly at her, he bounded into her now open studio, not even caring if he was invited in or not. It was hot outside, and he just wanted to get into a cooler place. He was being rude, yes, but he's a little kid. He'll get away with it.
"Nothing brought me here, Signorina! I was bored and was out, and I saw your studio so I decided to pay a visit~" He replied quite enthusiastically, beaming up at her. "And I saw the shop! It's an ice cream shop, right? I was about to go there, but then I spotted your studio and decided to pay a visit instead. Hope you don't mind me barging right in~ It's hot outside."
He then looked around the inside carefully, surveying the surroundings. It looked the same as usual, full of racks of clothes that she had designed herself. Her creations were indeed very beautiful. Perhaps she can dress him up, too!
But first… ice cream.
"Speaking of that shop, signorina, would you like to go with me? That is, if you're not busy~" He beamed up at her expectantly, waiting for an answer.
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Post by Milan on Jul 7, 2011 12:59:08 GMT -6
Adriana smiled as Vati walked right into the shop. Yes it was a bit rude but who was she to deny him he was just so adorable and it was hot outside. She would have to take him to the Ice Cream Shop so that they could cool off some.
"I do not have much to do today Little Holiness you are in luck! The shop is an Ice Cream Parlor and it has the most amazing Gelato in all of Milan that i have tasted, other than what i can make myself. So why don't we go get some I am certain you will like it."
Noticeing him looking round the shop she smiled maybe she could get him a new outfit or two after words dressing up the Little Vatican was always fun, he looked good in anything but he could find thinks he looked absolutely adorable in. "We can get you something new to wear after we the ice cream as well. I have a few things that i have designed with you in mind since your last visit!"
Leading the way out the door way to show the way back to the little Gelato shop She was happy to get away from her work for a bit. It was nice to spend time with the child that had visited today.
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Post by Vatican City on Jul 8, 2011 9:06:07 GMT -6
He beamed up at her again when she said what she did. Yes, someone to hang out with today! This was going to be a very exciting day indeed.
He followed her out the door and watched her lock the studio, bouncing in place. Once she had finished that, he grabbed her hand like a child would, wanting to be held and led through the streets. After all, it's not everyday that a child like him enjoyed being treated his age.
"I'm glad you didn't have anything to do today, signorina! I honestly thought it was going to be really boring eating ice cream by myself. Don't you think so, too? And I'd really like something to wear, too! Your designs always look amazing, I'm sure you'll dress me up really well!"
Giggling a bit, he then started running across the street, pulling her along with him. "Come on, signorina! Let's have fun! It's nice to be out today!"
He really did enjoy hanging out with someone like her. Well, he just enjoyed hanging out, really, just to get away from his duties. Sometimes acting just like the kid he is and supposed to be is too much fun.
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