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[Dinah Jaylyn Monroe]

LA, it wasn't Tokyo, but it had pretty much become Dinah's second home, probably in a more literal sense then that usually meant to imply. Not that she minded, Tokyo was her favorite place in the world, it's where her home was, and it was the farest she could get from Chicago without freezing her tiny little ass off somewhere in the south pole. But she was in LA, working backstage with the models as she usually was when she was in town. Make-up, clothing, hair, shoving her hands into a models chest to adjust boobs, you name it, Dinah did it for the right amount of money, and today was just one of those days. She had been hired by some photographer with a name she couldn't even pronouce, let alone remember, and he was in need of her talents. She had spent three months designing and putting together clothing for the models; custom work was always fun, though it was hard to please this photographer in particular. But that didn't matter now, the girls were all dressed and fitted into their gothic-style "poodle" outfits, they were all just waiting for their make-up. Of course she had gotten hired to do that as well, after sending the photographer self-taken pictures of herself in the costume (because you know she had to make one for herself as well) he flipped over her make-up concept and wanted it. Lucky here...not!

Dinah, backstage, hanging with the girls was all dolled up as she usually was, her iPod earbuds in her ears, and her hips swaying back and forth a little bit as she listened to the music. The tall skinny model who sat in the chair, was talking to the girl next to her, fiddling with her skirt as Dinah dipped a very thin-tipped brush in a black liquid that was on the back of her hand. "Donna toki datte. Tada hitori de unmei wasurete. Ikite kita noni..." she sung softly as she pulled the model's thin pale face over to her and she brushed on the black makeup in a very thin streak along the lashline of the upper lid, pulling it out into a thicker tip that's point stopped mid-temple. She dipped the brush back into the paint on her hand and repeated the process on the other eye. "Negai wo kuchi ni shitai dake sagasou
ku ni mo shoukai suru yo." she sang a little bit more, before humming the rest to herself, going on and doing the girl's make-up. The make-up was dark, consisting of black eyeliner, shimmering gray powder, then bright lime green gems under the eyes. She finished up with one girl, then did two others before she was finished completely. It didn't take her very long, thankfully.

The little girl stopped her ipod and set it down on the makeup counter and grabbed a wet rag. As she began to wash her hands the photographer came in. "Konnichiwa Toby-san." she said. The photographer corrected her in saying his name was Tiberius, she rolled her eyes. "Whatever. They are done now you owe me something." she held out her hand and the man handed over a check. "Thank you." she said "sweetly" to the snooty photographer, he walked away with his models. "Don't leave yet, I may still need you." he said before disappearing out of the area. Dinah made a face and rolled her eyes. She fell into a sit on the floor and then laid back, sighing to herself; she so wanted to be home in Tokyo right now it wasn't even funny.

[Rei Yamada]

Ah, LA. It was where Rei had called home most of her life. There were other places that had always felt more like home, such as the frequent trips she made to Tokyo to see her family. It was always the e-mails she got from her cousins there that could turn a horrible day into a good one. That might explain why she had a smile on her face. The task of making calls to people she didn’t know on behalf of someone else wasn’t something she found particularly enjoyable, but neither were coffee runs or anything of the sort. Of course every job had it’s down sides. There were bright spots too, like getting to meet high-profile people, see shoots and shows, and learning things you couldn’t read in any book about the industry.

The young woman was still a bit bitter about misplacing her contact lenses. They were so much simpler for her than glasses. Although, the black glasses did give her the look of an assistant. Along with those glasses she had on a blue shirt, with ruffles around the collar and down the front of the blouse. That had been paired with a white a-line skirt that had two black stripes at the bottom. A thin black belt tied it all together. Then there were those heels, white outlined in black, that she hoped she could make the day in. While heels did look nice, and she could use all the height she could get, they were not the most comfortable things in the universe. Still, it was her break and even if the shoes were a tad uncomfortable she needed to roam around and stretch her legs.

Rei was walking through the building when she noticed a woman in a wonderful gothic Lolita outfit laying on the ground. The clothes reminded her greatly of those worn by one of her cousins, and were gorgeous. Rei had never been brave enough to wear clothes of that nature that stood out so much. “Excuse me.” She spoke to the woman, a smile on her face. “Are you alright?” There was a slight bit of concern in her voice simply because it was a little odd to see someone lying on the floor like that. “Can I get you a cup of coffee or anything?” She added to her question quickly.

[[OOC: Sorry it took so long, I got kicked off. Oh, and I hope it's not too short.]]

[Dinah Jaylyn Monroe]

She was ready to slip into bed and hibernate for a week. Yeah that sounded good. Or maybe go home and strip down to her unmentionables and pop in some Inuyasha, she had just bought all the movies and had yet to watch them yet. She had been too busy working on the clothing for this shoot as well as her Shippo costume for a convention coming up here in LA she was going to be going to while she was in town. This trip promised to be fun, hopefully she could avoid her tail getting ripped off, that would suck. But she was still looking forward to it. Before the convention she had a photoshoot of her own planned to get good shots of her latest costume. She wasn't a model, but she did like to get her picture taken, so blame a girl if she wanted to pay someone to snap shots of her dressed up like a little fox demon. It would be a lot of fun, for sure.

Dinah had been laying here, her ankles crossed so her black dollie shoe covered foot was tapping along to non-exsistant music and her hands were on her stomach. Her mind was in another place, she was thinking about clothes and music and all that when a voice came into her ears. Dinah sat up, uncrossing her legs and letting her hands fall to the floor between them. She looked up to Rei and smiled brightly, "Konnichiwa!" she let out in a happy tone of voice. "Oh I'm fine, just sort of relaxing and waiting to see if that jerk of a photographer needs me fore anything else before I leave, go home, and watch Inuyasha in my bloomers." she said and got up to her feet. Her thin hands brushed her skirt over, fixing it so it looked pretty again. She then looked up at Rei and shook her head. "Oh I wouldn't want to be a bother."

Carefully she slipped her feet out of her heels and walked over to the counter where her makeup was spread out. She opened a silver case and started to put away her war paint. She looked to Rei and smiled, "I love your outfit, by the way, it's absolutely adorable." she said with a bright smile. She really did like it, it actually gave her an idea for a new dress but she would store that way for later. "Where did you get it?" she asked curiously. She was trying to make conversation now. Models weren't much for conversation; they were all airheads in her opinion.

[Rei Yamada]

Work was something inevitable, but after work her time was her own. Usually she plopped herself on the couch and watched a bit of TV. The best nights were Friday nights. It was usually on Friday nights that her little brother would come over and annoy her. He'd bring video games or a movie, and she'd cook something for the two of them to eat. It was those nights she loved the most. Of course he was fast approaching the age where he would have other interests. The two did resemble each other quite a bit. It was amazing for the simple fact Ken was adopted and she wasn't. That never seemed to bother the two of them and they had always managed to stay close. Rei supposed because of the age difference. It was getting to the point where he was starting to outgrow her though. Not that outgrowing her was very hard.

Rei's face brightened when she heard the familiar Japanese greeting. Of course she knew just what photographer she happened to be speaking of, but held her tongue on her own thoughts of him. "I'm sure he won't keep you long." The optimism was obvious in the way she spoke. While he could be a jerk she really hoped he wouldn't take it out on the woman in front of her. "I love Inuyasha." She spoke cheerfully. Oh how she loved it, anime and manga both. In her mind the combination of comedy, action and romance was pretty much perfect. "And I love walking around in my bloomers, so I guess that makes two things we have in common so far." She gave a small laugh.

"Getting coffee is no bother at all. I'm practically an expert at it." She did a proud pose, before readjusting her glasses. It was one of the few things she could offer to get someone, there was almost always coffee in the building. "Thanks." She spoke and looked down at her outfit. "I can't remember. I got it when I was visiting my family Tokyo. One of my cousins must have taken me to fifty different stores that day." She laughed at her over-exaggeration of what happened, but they had been to so many stores she couldn't really keep them straight. "I love your outfit as well. That dress is lovely." She complimented. "Did you make it yourself?" Usually when someone was back there they were a designer, and that didn't look like anything she had seen before.

[Dinah Jaylyn Monroe]

"Psh, he doesn't need me anymore, he's just going to prolong my suffering." she said in a half-serious tone of voice. She then smiled and shook her head, she didn't mind that much, but she would rather be somewhere else. Don't get Dinah wrong, she always loved working on these shoots, she liked getting her clothing featured in US magazines and such; it was good publicity for the stores she had in LA and Las Vegas, but this particular man could rot in the deepest layer of hell for all she cared. "Me too, it's my favorite anime, though I would have to say my favorite manga is Loveless." she said with a simple nod. She laughed lightly, she seemed to have just made a new friend. "What girl doesn't right?" she said in her usualy cheery tone, a bright smile playing on her face as she placed a couple more things of make-up into her box. It was actually nice to have a conversation about something so trival with someone outside of a convention here, it was very nice. Gave her a head start one her small talk for Anime Expo in a few days; it would be good for her.

Dinah shook her head, the smile never leaving her lips. "Thanks but no thanks, coffee is more of an American thing I'm noticing and it's really not in my tastes anymore." she made a face. She looked over her again, "Oh you have family in Tokyo? I live in Tokyo, it's actually where my buisness is based." she nodded and pulled her makeup box closed and turned around, facing Rei with a smile. She laughed a little bit, "Yeah Japanese girls take their clothing very seriously, it doesn't surprise me. I've seen my fair share of girls in and out of my shop with more bags then they can carry ready to race to another store just to find that making makeup that I don't have." she laughed a little bit and shook her head. She knew she really should start carrying her own brand of make-up but she hadn't really gotten that far into her work to consult with people who do that sort of thing just yet. She would; eventually, if people pressed her for it enough. She had too many things to worry about already, she would worry about that when she absolutely needed to.

When she was asked about her outfit she looked down at herself and then looked up with a proud smile on her face. "I did. It's a Dinah orginial, not even sold at Wonderland." she said softly. She needed clothing that were her own but wasn't sold at her shops, it was only fair. "So do you or cousins lean towards the Lolita fashion?" she asked curiously as she sat down in a chair that was previously occupied by a model. "And I don't mean to keep you from work, it's just I don't get conversation very much when I'm working myself, the models tend to be so dense and lacking in culture." she made a face then smiled warmly.