Chopsticks

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Scene Title <Chopsticks>
Synopsis <Aric has his "date" with Raquelle>
Date <Auguest 27, 2010>

Cambria Salon and Day Spa

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Tranquil and Fabulous wrapped up in warm and inviting colors and the sleek lines of Japanese architecture…Cambria Salon and Day Spa is a fashionable paradise. Dark almost black wood paneling has been used through out the salon, fresh flowers are found in glass vases and exchanged with flower shaped candles every day at 4 PM. There is a different theme for just about every day of the week, but nothing set in stone. There are 8 or so individual work stations with leaf shaped mirrors and comfortable chairs. There are a couple of private rooms for waxing, facials and massages and the like including a private station and office for the owner. The reception area is designed for comfort with the black seats and couches, glass coffee tables and glass/wood reception desk. Over all the salon is edgy and sleek, it is Cambria Salon and Day Spa.


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It is time for his "date" that he won with the infamous, Raquelle. Aric has decided to have his date consist of his hair
getting done by the talented hairdresser. As he walks into the salon, he pauses to look around and lets out a soft wolf
whistle at the beautiful decor. He see's the reservation specialist's desk and walks towards it running a hand through his
long locks.

Aric is dressed in a wife beater today, a pair of multi-colored board shorts and flip flops. He has a number of necklaces
and bracelets on his neck and left wrist.

Mimi is at the front desk, the little short haired blonde with Asian features and a lot of attitude. She chews gum and eyes
Aric as he enters. "Welcome to blahblahblah…I'm about to go are you scheduled for anything mister?" She continues putting
fingernail polish in her purse, standing up and bending over to type something into the computer. Insert blowing bubble
here.

"Well aren't you special." Aric says with a cocked eyebrow as he tucks a loose strand behind his ear. "I am here to see
Raquelle please. My name is Aric Gibbs." He leans against the counter and hmmms, "Would it be too much trouble if you could
tell him I am here?"

"RAQUELLLLLEEEEEEEE!" Mimi hollers and rolls her eyes. "Yeah whatever." She blows another bubble and shoulders her purse,
heading for the door with a click click click of her high-heels.

Raquelle comes out of the back office with a furrowed brow and an annoyed look. "I swear to /god/ Mimi! I am not deaf! Use
the goddamn phone you-" The rest of his rebuke is cut off as he notices Aric and he quickly flashes a smile. "Oh! Hello
there..so happy you could make it."

The stylist wears a pair of fitted black jeans, docs with glittery laces, a black blazer over a purple and blue tyedye
sortive fitted tank-top. Around one wrist is a black silver studded wristband. "C'mon back, I've got sushi and sake and
cookies…I know it isn't that fancy." He winks.

"Oh I love sushi. That is awesome…" Aric watches Mim walk away as he tsks softly and the telepath scans her mind touching
just the surface to see if she is done her job today. As he walks slowly behind Raquelle.

Mimi just really annoys people it would seem and she feels bad about how she's smaller so she's a bitch about it, thinking
naughty things about some random guys as she saunters off.

Raquelle smiles and keeps the door open for Aric, resting a hand on his hip as he gestures for the man to enter the office
where he has his own private styling chair and washing station and so on, he's got a desk with the sushi and drinks set up
as well as he sighs softly. "I'm sorry about Mimi, I was trying to train her replacement but…he didn't come in today so
I'll have to check on that later. You look good honey."

As he walks into the office, Aric pauses to look around for a brief moment as he nods in approval before he says, "Well she
is more or less bitchy because she is short…and a whore." Aric blinks as he places a hand to his mouth and chuckles,
"Sorry that was mean." He runs a hand through his hair and looks down at himself before he chuckles, "Thanks. Not much for
dressing up…kind of like to be comfortable. I hope that is ok?"

Raquelle's nose wrinkles as he processes what is being said, eyebrow raising a fraction as he pulls out a chair for Aric,
bowing and chuckling before pulling out a chair as well for himself and working on opening up the sushi containers. "…you
know, you hit the nail on the head honey." He sounds amused before hmming softly. "Hey, look at me baby, does it look like
I get real hung up on dressing up." He grins.

"Well it was really cool that you auctioned yourself off at the event. I was not expecting to spend as much yet for some
odd reason I just had to have you." The apples in his cheeks begin to turn a few shades of red, "Like I said…you seemed
interesting. So…am I gonna get the full treatment today?" He runs a hand through his hair, "Kind of like my long hair so
I hope its ok if I just get a trim…yet I could be open for some high lights if you wanted. Nothing too crazy."

Raquelle tilts his head to the side, pushing one of the boxes towards Aric with a set of chopsticks before picking up his
own and looking thoughtful. "I was being real cheeky that night." He laughs and shakes his head a little bit. "You
should've brought some brownies." He taps his chopsticks against his chin and nods slowly. "Hmmm…we'll keep your hair
long yeah, do some highlights if you want…a facial?"

"Well you're a flirty little minx aren't you?" Raquelle drawls with a quirk of an eyebrow and a soft laugh. "Yep, face,
hair, maybe a manicure for you. Just let Daddy Raquelle take over it." He winks and works on another piece of sushi,
chewing slowly. "Hm? Well you mentioned you made good brownies."

"Yeah…sorry had a glass of wine on my way here. Liquid courage." He chuckles softly as he says, "I am all yours/" He
takes another bite of his sushi as he says, "I will have some dropped off to you via messager. I do make an amazing brownie
with any filling of your choice."

"Mmm, what type of wine? Red or White?" Raquelle catches his bottom lip between his teeth. "Hehe…you can tell a lot about
a man by what he drinks you know." Then he nods slowly. "Allll mine for a few hours, oh my oh my, you know how dangerous
that is seeing as you're gorgeous?" He pretends to fan himself before ahhing softly. "I'd like that."

"A very dry red Cabernet Sauvignon." He grins as he runs a hand through his hair as he says, "And I am not that good
looking yet thank you for. So…what shall we talk about while we finish eating?" Aric takes a sip of his sake.

"Mmm…red is a sexy color, I approve." Raquelle rolls his eyes. "Oh lordy honey, look at me? I have to work hard to look
this good. You're gorgeous without need layers of make-up and fashionable hair." He grins and then hmms softly. "How
about…what brought you to New York?"

"well…the short end of it? I was living in China with my boyfriend of 3 years. I came home after a day of studies at the
temple and found him with a 17 year old Chinese boy." Aric smiles weakly, "I left with the clothes on my back and the money
I had with my pass port and came back to the states. I danced as a go go boy for awhile yet I wanted to open my own
business. I took out the loan the city was offering business owners to rebuild the city and I have been there ever since."
Aric tucks a loose strand of hair behind his ear as he says, "Your self?"

Raquelle pauses in mid putting a piece of something filled with salmon roe in his mouth, lowering his chopsticks and just
staring at Aric for a few moments, eyebrows shooting up. "…and you didn't cut his spring rolls off honey? Oh goodness it
would've been on up in Hong Kong." He just stares a little longer, listening and nodding slowly. "Ooo, do you still have
your go go boots?" He questions teasingly before shrugging his shoulders. "Broadway audition, got caught in the midst of
the bomb issues, concentrated on raising my girls and settling down to do hair."

The mention of his girls causes Aric's eyebrows to shoot up as he stares for a moment. "You have children?" He smoothes his
face as quickly as he can as he smiles. "That is awesome man. What are their names?" Aric finishes the last of his sushi as
he pops it into his mouth and begins to chew. He leans on his elbow leaning in towards Raquelle slightly to express his
interest in his daughters.

"Aye…" Raquelle starts out carefully, rolling his shoulders and putting a dab of wasabi on his next piece, lashes
fluttering. "Two little girls. Billy Jean and Diana…one's biologically mine and the other is adopted but still as much as
mine as the other." He gives a small sad smile, clearing his throat. "They are little sweeties."

"I think that is amazing." Aric smiles sincerely as he slides off his sandels and pulls his knees to his chest, "I hope to
find the someone I can truly trust again and have that in my life. I would love to have a little boy or girl I could take
camping, swimming, and maybe take back to China to show them the beauty in their culture."

Raquelle brushes his emo fringe out of his eyes, tilting his head to the side as he takes a sip of sake and offers a small
smile. "I think I want a little boy one day but hey, kids…kids are hard." He smiles weakly. "I think you'd make a really
awesome daddy." He winks and toys with his chopsticks. "They tug at your heartstrings though, if they get hurt it is like
you've been stabbed yourself."

As he nods, "Yeah I would be a bit protective yet I would love them no matter what. I would always be supportive and allow
them to take their own path. I would kill the son of a Brooklyn Bridge that harmed them yet I would always love them." Aric
chuckles softly as he says, "So who do I have to fuck to get my hair done around hair?" He smirks softly, "Kidding…so
what do you have in mind for my hair?"

Raquelle laughs softly and shakes his head slowly, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully. He gets to his feet, rolling his
shoulders and starting to clean up the sushi and sake, just hmming softly. "Mmm, either Mimi and I'd say myself honey but I
think I'd be a much for you! Also…my Werewolf would probably kill you. But you can fantasize if you like." He gives a
little wiggle of his hips and grins. "We're going to trim it up a bit, put some high-lights in there and make sure it is
clean and well conditioned. Okay?" He gives a tiny nod.


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