[Ellen]xxxx A (Un)fortunate Meeting xxxx[Samuel]

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[Ellen]xxxx A (Un)fortunate Meeting xxxx[Samuel] Aug 9, 2015 15:45:42 GMT -5

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Post by elle on Aug 9, 2015 15:45:42 GMT -5

There was a time where Ellen didn't feel the need to have to sneak into the lower class or slums. Those were the days where she was free to roam anywhere, without having to worry about if her reputation was going to harm anyone. But when she became engaged and moved up to the Upper Class, she found that changed quite drastically. Upper Class was like a different world from her, which was so funny considering it wasn't like she used to be in the polar opposite class. People there worried more about their own lives, businesses, their parties, and their reputations, than the well being of their fellow human beings. Couldn't you ever be worried about people and your own life? Honestly, it was sad, it was gross, it was just disgusting to her.

The Upper Class was truly out of her league, but Elle was always ever so optimistic. She wanted to move up, live a grand life, and have the power to help others. This was her chance and maybe... by some miracle, her keeping in touch with her friends in the lower sections would be a set example to the children at the day care. They were going to carry the future after all, so they needed the best guidance possible.

There was just one little thing she detested about going to the lower sections nowadays. Her NYMPH couldn't accompany her any longer. It drew too much attention to herself and her fiance would be furious if he found out about her being there. Sometimes, it felt like he had eyes and ears everywhere, just like the government. He was just resourceful and worry-wart about her well-being. His reputation was also something she had to think about, seeing as he thrived so well already.
She didn't want to ruin that.

But sometimes, it was just hard to be incognito when you had genetic modifications that were passed down by your parents. A Deaf girl with a broken horn and hooves did stick out pretty distinctly. The only way she at least knew how to hide her horns was wearing an oversized cabbie hat that fit snugly over her horns. For her legs... Well, considering she absolutely detested pants for the way they felt against her hair and how hot they would get, she just settled for a dress to cover most of her legs.

It also helped her fiance did get her this dress and she absolutely felt like an adorable princess in it.

The day went by relatively fast, with her helping out at the soup kitchen located in the slums just as she once did before, keeping quiet and smiling at the folks who gave their thanks. Overall, it was a very rewarding day and Elle started to make her way back, smiling as she fiddled with the ring on her finger. It really was a good day, it really was.

And what better way to end the day on an annoying note?

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[Ellen]xxxx A (Un)fortunate Meeting xxxx[Samuel] Aug 11, 2015 0:21:27 GMT -5

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Post by Samuel on Aug 11, 2015 0:21:27 GMT -5

The slums really were a dreadful place to be in. Dirty, carrying an awful stench, and full of addicts and purely idiotic people. But it made for excellent business, which was mattered. Even if his magic was cheap, he sold enough of it that he made quite a profit off of it. Of course, its addictive nature made that easy, but that was just a business strategy, no? So long as it kept both him and the Secret Police happy, there weren't very many people questioning the moral flaws of his business. Well, no one that mattered at least. But for all the profit it made him, he was more than happy to get out of the slums when his business there was done.

He boots hit the pavement as he began making his way back towards the higher classes, having finished his business in the Slums for the day. His guards followed out of sight behind him, keeping an eye out for any poorer citizens that decided he looked like a prime target for mugging. His car was waiting near the entrance to the Lower Class, but there wasn't enough room to take it into the Slums. It would get far too dirty anyways if he did.

Samuel's steps slowed somewhat as he spotted another figure walking up ahead of him. She seemed familiar...though he couldn't quite place a finger on what it was. He frowned, eyes glancing over her. She took a step, and he caught a quick glimpse of fur under the dress. Ah...yes, that was it. Another member of the Upper Class here? Well that was most curious. He waved slightly to his guards, who had begun to move silently towards her, calling them off. If what he'd heard about her was true, she wasn't going to be much of a threat. But he was rather curious to see her here. And what better way to find out than asking directly? But he couldn't exactly call out to her, could he? How troublesome.

His sped his steps up until he was just behind her, a hand reaching out to tap her on the shoulder. A slight smile was on his face, his hands raised at his sides as she turned around to show he meant no harm. Ah, but he'd need those, wouldn't he? [ Mind if I walk with you? ] He didn't quite understand why she'd choose to use this inconvenient way to communicate. But he supposed it was a quick way to show some kind of consideration. That was something people liked, right?

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[Ellen]xxxx A (Un)fortunate Meeting xxxx[Samuel] Aug 12, 2015 10:09:35 GMT -5

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Post by elle on Aug 12, 2015 10:09:35 GMT -5

A ghost may as well spooked her when she felt the light tap of her shoulder. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't have surprised her as much. But while she was willing to traverse the slums, that didn't mean Elle had gone without her own incidents there. Incidents that her certain 'big brother' was there to help her with. But with him not there, the girl jumped, whirling around to come face to face with someone she recognized instantly. Not out of familiarity, like he was an old friend, but his face was something that she would be baffled as to how someone would forget. There was shuffle from her, unsure exactly what to do. It would have been well and fine if this has been someone else, but this was someone she met at a party. A party that was open to those in the Upper sections and them alone.

Her stomach churned. Was she really going to seriously get in trouble for this?

The only good news was that he signed and Elle felt at ease knowing that her would not have to be used in this instance. She nodded in reply, though the girl looked far from comfortable with the idea. With him in tow, she started back on her trail to head home. There was a void in conversation, with Elle debating exactly what to say before finally simply signing to the man, [It's a surprise to see you here.]

The man's name alluded her, but at least she vaguely remembered him. They didn't talk at that party, with her sticking closely to her fiance shyly and only talking with whoever he associated himself with.