Posters, Pasties and Panties [Open]

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

Lia Fitzgerald had a love of fresh morning coffee from the percolator in the stock room. Whether it was the added mustiness and coolness that helped brew a great pot, or some other miracle, she didn't know. But she was nursing a coffee cup as she opened the store for the day, checking the stock list as she went from the basement to the top floor, humming to herself.

She also had a poster tucked up under one arm and somehow managed to juggle clipboard, coffee cup and poster all the way up the stairs before flopping into the main floor till and flicking the coins into the right places. Setting her mug down with a little pout, she grabbed a roll of tape and stuck the poster to the door. "Store Workers wanted. Enquire Within." The poster said simply. She hoped it would do the trick. While running the shop by herself meant everything was done how she wanted it, it also meant less time to drop in on Feli. That and it meant that when she brought Aurora into work (she sat under the desk, good as gold) she had to pop out for potty breaks in the shop's tiny back garden, where the upper floor flat stairs went.

That reminded her, she'd really have to put another ad in the paper for that damn place.

But today Lia had no doggies, just a pot of coffee. As she checked round the store to make sure there was nothing untoward going on, she set a few more of her new stock out on one of the main show stands. Gorgeous.

Setting out in little stands the other things all good women needed (dress tape, clear plastic bra straps, suspender belt clips...), she ticked off the last box of her morning list, and unlocked the main door to the top, flipping the sign to open and flopping down on the seat behind the till. Gratefully she took a deep swig of coffee, and made herself look as helpful and friendly as humanly possible. Lia hoped silently that it'd be a busy day.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani had been in need of money lately, since her parents (read: mom) told her she needed to learn responsibility, financial and otherwise. But this only set Dani to the mindset of "going to make my own money and prove that I am freaking responsible ".

So Dani was prowling around town, thinking of the measly remains of her money in her pocket, and glaring at the world. Then, a shop caught her eye. She paused, looking at the girly, frilly lingerie, and actually almost laughed. But then the sign caught her eye. Store workers wanted. It read, Enquire within. So, within the store she did go, to inquire about what exactly she would be getting paid.

After she stepped in and looked around at the... merchandise, she noticed the woman that appeared to work there. She walked up and said bluntly, "You need a worker? Well, I need a job. I'd like to have one here." Because it was true enough. What could be so bad about handling bras? She did that every week when she decided to do laundry.

Oh, Dani. If only she knew.

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

Lia had just finished serving a couple who were looking for something special for a romantic Holiday away when the girl came in. Finishing the till work and waving goodbye to the couple, she stood and appraised the girl. At least she had drive, that was always a good thing. Lifting her coffee up, she smiled.

"Do you have any experience, or is this your first job?" Lia asked with a light chuckle, gesturing around the shop. "Are you good with people? Mathematics?" She quizzed, moving back round the till and gesturing for Dani to join her. She flicked through the papers on her clipboard, then pulled out a sheet of details. "If you're genuinely interested, here's a pen and a form to fill in. It's just basics like age, name, any skills or hobbies." The woman waved her hand.

"I'm Lia by the way. I own this shop." A confident smile lit up her face. "If you can complete that form and give it to me, then I'll arrange for you to sit in for a training day." The woman tucked her hair behind her ear and looked up hopefully. "If you want to get some sort of idea of how the shop works, you're welcome to hang around." She added, nodding. At least someone had given interest within the space of a day, that was encouraging.

Brushing her dress down, Lia rested her chin on her hand. "Oh. There's a dress code, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. It's not overly strict." She shrugged, then gestured at a seat in the corner. "Feel free to sit over there if you want to get the swing of things before applying officially."

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani answered the woman without hesitation, her answers coming at the same rate as the woman's questions. "This is my first job, but I'll be professional and take this very seriously." Not quite a lie. She'd try to do that. "I'm pretty good with people--" Not quite a lie either. It was stupid and difficult people that she had a hard time dealing with. "--And I get A's in math, and I think I'm pretty good." She followed the redheaded woman--Lia--around the till. She took the form and the pen and nodded, looking around uncertainly, then met the woman's eyes again stated her name. "Dani. I Look forward to working with you." Her voice was steady and confident. She was going to get this job.

She stepped aside, sitting in the chair Lia indicated, and crossed her legs, balancing the clip board on her knee and biting the very end of the pen thoughtfully as she looked over the information required of her. She scribbled her information into the required fields, smirking distantly as she thought of the job she was about to take on. Then she sat for a bit and took in the atmosphere of the shop, pretending to be focused on the paper in front of her. It was... quaint. Not quite so few men as she'd think entered the shop, which she was a little creeped out by, but the majority of customers were female. Some women spoke cheerily with each other over comfort vs. look. Dani thought she'd like this place. It wasn't dull, but it was quiet. That would be a nice change.

She stepped back over to Lia during a lull in the business. Presenting her filled-in form, she grinned. "I think I'm going to like this place."

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

Lia smiled softly, listening to Dani curiously. "First job?" The woman repeated interestedly, her chin rested in her hands. "Well, it sounds so far that you have the basic skills, but we'll see." She said with a chuckle, pulling her hair through her fingers. She seemed like a nice enough girl, plenty of personality and cheer. She could certainly keep everything warm and friendly in the shop. "On the training day I'll see how you cope with the till and measuring the ladies that come in. And your eye for flattering shapes."

Lia was glad that there was interest already. She was roughly hoping to hire three or four employees, till there were enough people so she could alternate work timetables for everyone and be able to take days off, or have two on the tills and either herself or another staff member manning the measuring booths to make sure everyone got what they wanted. Helping tie up a box full of beautiful (and somewhat expensive) lingerie, she sealed it with a bow and passed it over. She knew it'd probably be female staff only in the shop. She couldn't imagine any heterosexual males being overly appropriate in a shop involving boobies.

"Yeah?" Lia said once the customers had left the tilt, taking the form and looking it over. "Thanks for this." She smiled and set the form down in the filing cabinet under the till. "From a quick look over you seem great for the job." She added, tucking her hair behind her ear. "But I'll need a few more people interested before I can set up a training day. I'll contact you on the details you provided when one is arranged." Another smile.

"Now, is there anything you'd like here? I can fit you personally. No point in selling a product if you don't like it."

[Fifi Hart]

Fifi didn’t read the paper much. Or rather, she hadn’t while she was still considering herself part of her parents’ family. Back then, she’d thought she was the only news worth knowing. Now she kept a close eye on the papers, if only as a sort of hap-hazard paranoia that someday M.S.A.D would return and come looking for her.

That, and she needed a job.

Despite falling out with her family, Fiona was entitled to a good chunk of the Hart family change. The chunk of it that wasn’t dirty, that is. But she needed that money: tuition, clothing, and soon college tuition, books, housing…Fiona’s mind reeled with the thought of having so much to pay for and absolutely not enough money to do it.

She needed a job.

Badly.

She also needed a place to live, campus wasn’t really doing it for her. When she graduated, if she got the scholarship, she could go the University of Vermont and hopefully live somewhere in Pilot Ridge! If she graduated. But that would have to come later. For now, Fiona saw an opportunity.

An add in the paper for an apartment. Above a lingerie store. Fifi had quickly dressed herself as presentably as possible, and rushed into the small town to put in her interest for the flat, the paper still clutched to her chest. Then she saw the sign.

Fifi was really starting to believe in God.

She was a little nervous when she entered the shop and there was already another girl there. But a shop needed more than one employee didn’t it? Fifi put on her brightest, most charming smile.

“Hi!” She chirped. “I’m not like, interrupting anything, am I?” Fifi added in a slightly more quiet tone, hoping not to intrude (too much, she really wanted the job). “I saw your ad in the paper, and your sign…I’m really interested.”

[OoC:: I assumed a little bit about the flat >.> Let me know if I’m dead wrong]

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

Lia was genuinely delighted that her sign was already gaining so much attention. The shop itself was always relatively busy, being that ladies always needed new bras and undies, not to mention nice night attire, but that meant right now Lia was working hands on full time in the shop. This was nice, but reduced her time with Felicity. It also meant she couldn't keep her finger on the pulse with Lingerie fashion and order stock in. Or keep the accounts balanced.

She definitely needed more staff.

When Fifi walked in, she smiled brightly. "Hello, don't worry!" She nodded at Dani. "We're just arranging a fitting." She leant over the desk and took her last swig of coffee. "Brilliant, so you're here about the flat and the job?" Her eyes sparkled - apparently today was a lucky one. Frisking herself a second for a pen, she passed over another form.

"Just whip your details in this, and then you and ah... Danicca..." She glanced at the form, then looked up. "Names, girls? I do nicknames generally, as long as you aren't called Sparkleface or something." She rolled her eyes, then waved as another customer walked in.

"So, how are your people skills? Maths?" She listed them off again, then scratched her head and settled down. The fact she was interested in the flat made working here very convenient too. Rummaging around in her pockets, she found the flat keys and set them down on the desk. "When it's my lunch break, I'll take you up to see the flat and give you the basic rules." There weren't many. Lia just wanted a tenant who'd keep the flat looking nice and pay rent. Fifi could paint the walls bright pink with orange spots if she wanted, if she was paying the rent then it was technically her house.

"I was just saying that when I have enough people on for the job, I'll hold a training day. So you can measure the women who come in and check for good fits. I encourage you to use your intuition to help find ladies the right style to make them look... wow." Lia grinned. "That's the special thing about shopping here; we make sure every lady walks out with a bra that makes them feel like a goddess."

Glancing back up to Dani, she smiled. "And we were just going to fit this lovely lady with a bra. When you're done with the form, how about we fit you too?"

[Aki Welland]

Aki didn't ant to live in the shadow of her mother forever and getting a job to help pay for her own stuff was one way to finally start stepping out of that shadow. Of course, she had an eye for cloting the same as her mother and she usedit sometimes, but more often she wore whatever she felt like. Today she was dressed rather respectfully as she walked into the shop for womens clothes. The poster had caught hher eye and he copper haired trouble maker wanted a part of it. She saw that Dani and Fifi were already there, so she guessed they were thinking the same thing. A grin split her face.

" Am I late or something? I'd hate to be late for any sort of informal meeting or whatever. I'd like to see if I could find a job here."

OOC: sorry for the shortness, I had very little time. 3X

[Fifi Hart]

“Oh!” Fifi shot out her hand, careful to keep her power in check when shaking her potential employer’s. “My name is Fiona.” She introduced. Fifi only though for a split second before she answered. “I’m used to people and I love fashion. I do better with girly things because I think everyone should feel pretty.” Fifi spouted, a little nervous when it came to admitting the next part. “I’m fine with retail math, so long as we’re not doing calculus.” She was no Math wiz, and she certainly wasn’t about to admit it in those words, but she couldn’t very well lie on an application.

“That sounds great.” Fifi admitted with relief, hoping she could at least get the apartment. That’s when she looked really discourage. One question always popped out at her on the application…the scary one; the one most high school students didn’t have to worry about.
The one about your criminal record.

Fifi sighed and rested the pen at the top of the clip board. “I would really love a fitting ma’am, your merchandise is gorgeous…but can I speak to you, ah…privately? For just a moment?”

When Lia had stepped to the side with her, Fifi took a deep breath. “Before I fill out this application, I want to be totally upfront with you.” She swallowed down some shameful tears that threatened to spring forth. “I’m a metahuman, and I was arrested for using my powers against a police officer.” She swallowed again, finding it very difficult to continue looking into Lia’s face. “I have a misdemeanor on my record because of it.”

Fifi finally looked to the floor, gripping the clipboard tightly in her hands. “I’ve learned my lesson, and I’ve gotten control of my powers – my side effects they, uh, cloud up my mind you could say – but I don’t want to waste your time if you…you can’t hire me because of that or don’t want me living upstairs.” She nodded sheepishly and looked back up to Lia, the awkward silence prickling over her skin.

She recognized Dannica from school, and new Aki just well enough to call her a ‘friend-ish.’ Fiona desperately prayed neither of the girls had heard her confession.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani had just agreed to the fitting, albeit with a slight amount of disbelief, when Fifi walked in. Of course she recognized her from school--who didn't know who Fiona Hart was, at least to some extent? She also just so happened to know her through Moe, even if Fifi didn't know about that part. She'd bring that one up later.

When asked about names, she corrected Lia, holding one hand out to mimic the handshake Fiona had just given. "Dani. I don't go by Danicca." You know things are weird when speaking your own name feels foreign. It had been a really long time since she'd introduced herself as anything other than Dani, and she wasn't planning on going through that again, so it was kind of important that these people not get into the habit. "I probably should've mentioned that earlier."

When Fiona pulled Lia aside, Dani looked at the newest arrival. "Hey, I know you. Aki, yeah? You and I, we go to school together." I'll take obvious statements for two-hundred. Her ear caught the word Metahuman, and she tried not to eavesdrop very obviously. But she did happen to catch Officer, Misdemeanor, and Lesson. That was never a nice combination, and Dani listened closely to try and figure out something else, but no more information was given. Well. She turned her attention back to Aki, sizing her up. These people were kind of... taller than her, although at least Aki was only that by a few inches. And they were also just a tad bit more feminine than Dani, in nearly all aspects. This would be intimidating were Dani not who she was. As it was, irritation was the most she felt about the matter.

She tilted her head to the side, trying to piece something together. When she couldn't figure it out, she mentally shrugged, leaning against the counter as she waited for Lia and Fifi to return.

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

Lia looked admittedly a little flustered with so many people suddenly popping up about the job. "No no, I'm just being accosted by lovely ladies looking for a job." She chuckled, offering her hand out. "I'm Lia, the owner." She explained again. "Here's a form to fill out, sweetheart. Dani can show you what I expect." She grinned. Looked like she'd be back to running the shop from behind the scenes again soon.

"Okay, so it's Dani, Fiona and Aki." She repeated quietly, trying to make sure she'd remember everyone's names, only to be taken aside for Fifi to talk to her. "I'll be back with you both in a sec." She chirruped, before taking Fiona to a more private area.

Metahuman didn't worry her. From what she knew, Pilot Ridge was a haven for them. Her best friend at High School had been taken off because she was one. As long as there were no fires, explosions or destruction of stock, why should she care? But then the girl mentioned an arrest and a stint in Jail, and frowned. She seemed so ashamed of it - which in her opinion was totally a sign of a reformed person, and she smiled.

"Thank you for being so honest, Fiona." Lia said gently, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You didn't kill any one or steal something, and if you're out then you're clearly a reformed character." She smiled brightly. "It's not a problem in regards to the shop, but my wife'll need convincing about the flat. I can show you it then take you over to mine at the weekend to have a proper tenant interview with me and her." Felicity was much difficult to convince of innocence, but Fifi looked so ashamed, so somber about it that Lia couldn't believe for a second she'd be any trouble.

Clapping her hands together now the serious conversation was done, she stepped back to the other girls. "Right, so shall we get these forms sorted then get you girls fitted?" She said brightly. "Oh yes, employee benefits." She hummed to herself. "Discount card..." She pulled hers out of her purse. "Takes 20% off every purchase here. Then there's the upstairs and downstairs, that I'll show you all. The stockroom has a coffee machine and a microwave, and my wife is a cake baker, so you get bonus sweet goods." She faltered.

"If working for a married lesbian bothers you though, I'm afraid we wont get on at all." That was important. No homophobia was allowed under her roof.

"Now, Dani, if you'd like to come with me while Aki... ? and Fiona fill out the forms, then I can get you in something very snazzy." This was what Lia was good at, and she was excited to show a potential employee the personal fitting that only Peekaboo offered. Heading through to the fitting rooms, she gestured in a cubicle, long blue curtains sweeping the floor. "Right honey, if you just strip down to your bra, then I'll work with that. I can fit better with bare boobs but if you're shy, bra will do fine."

[Aki Welland]

Aki filled the form out and let the various things in the store catch her eye as she went. She really liked this place, even though she had never really been around this much lingerie at once before. Well, if she got this job she'd be over that quick. Aki was pretty good about fitting people and being fitted because when she was younger when she wasn't trouble making she was living in her mothers shadow. Speaking of her mothers shadow, a tag caught her eye. The Rather simple, tall lettered tag stating WELLAND was next to a stand of high line sort of dark colored and gothic laced undergarments of different kinds. How had they ended up here? Well mom, I see you're branching out again. Aki thought it was ironic.

Aki only got the chance to give Dani a quick "hi" before the other girl was being talked to by Lia. Aki smiled and waved, and bent her head to look at the form again and answer the last few questions. Nothing on here to much to mention. In the 'other' section of the form though she did mention two things. That she was a telepath and that Lia carried some of her mothers brand of clothing. She looked at Fifi and smiled.

" How are ya?" She asked the other girl.

[Fifi Hart]

When Lia’s hand rested on her shoulder, Fifi let out a deflating sigh. Her shoulders sagged with relief and she smiled weakly up at Lia. “I promise I’ll do everything I can to convince her.” She didn’t even miss a beat. If Lia was willing to let a reformed juvie-ite live in her house and (possibly) work in her store, then by god Fifi was willing to have a lesbian couple as her landlords.

Not that it would have bothered her anyway. She floated on both sides of the fence anyway.

Fifi nodded after Lia clapped her hands, setting herself beside Aki to finish up the forms. She nodded awkwardly to the other girl and set about filling out her application at lightning speed. Despite her excitement, her hand writing still impeccable, something she’d practice over years and years of hand-writing essays.

When she was done, she took the opportunity to look around the shop. God, everything was gorgeous. She could see herself basically dumping her paycheck into this place…which really defeated the purpose of the paycheck in the first place. She ruffled her hand through her hair and looked over to Aki, smiling. “Hey. I’m pretty good…just looking for a job, like half of Hammel, apparently.” She joked.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

Dani really thought the conversation between the older girl and the woman would last a little longer, so it was a little bit of a surprise when they were back and then they were talking employee discounts and free cake. Dani was totally pumped for the baked goods, and was adding that to the mental list she was already compiling of why-working-here-is-awesome. The married-lesbian thing also went onto the aforementioned list, which was growing increasingly fast for only having been here for a little bit. Dani very nearly blushed, though, when she was lead to the dressing room and she thanked the gods that she had been here first and therefore hadn't needed to be fitted for the merchandise with the other girls.

Being a mid-teenage girl that barely fit into her A-cup was not comforting. She would insist that the only reason she wasn't curvy-perfect was because she wore a sports bra, but really she was in the exact same setup as probably the most popular shopping-crazed pretty teenage girl on a television show. She bought pretty, girly, or funky bras and wore them, and they did nothing for her. She doubted that anything in all of Lia's stock could make her look like any semblance of female resided in her chest area.

In the dressing room, Dani turned away and pulled her shirt off. Then she folded it and set it down carefully, then turned to Lia, her arms crossed loosely. "Okay, let's see what you got." She let her arms drop so that Lia could do whatever she needed without that obstacle, and watched her new boss do the job she'd be set to eventually.

[Ophelia Fitzgerald]

"I'll be back with you lovely ladies in just a few." Lia called from the fitting room, before pulling her tape measure out. When Dani pulled her shirt off, the woman eyed her thoughtfully, then got to measuring, asking her to lift her arms up so she could measure everywhere nice and easily. "Alright, lets see." She said, checking the measurements and then offering an encouraging smile.

"Well, first of all, that stuff your wearing is doing nothing for you, love." She said honestly, gesturing where the fabric gapped in certain areas. "For one, it's just a little bit too poorly fitted, and the material isn't that great. She nodded to herself. "You're a tiny little thing though, 28B, though you're only just a B." Lia then cast an eye over Dani as she mused on what to try her out on.

"Alright Dani, lets see what we can find for you." She offered a finger up to indicate she'd be just a minute, before bustling back out into the main shop to find something appropriate for the girl. She carefully selected a few bras in the correct sizes, then returned to the girl with a bright smile.

"Here we go, there's matching underwear for all of these, but i thought these would fit best. We've got some with an extra bit of bust boosting in them, some colourful fun ones, and a nude one, which'll go under any pale coloured tops without looking obvious." She nodded. "Go head and pop the first one on and I'll wait out here till you're ready, and I'll see how it fits."

And, with that, she left Dani in the fitting room and moved back towards the till. "Are we finished girls?" The redhead asked brightly, leaning over the wooden counter.