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Post by Moss on Aug 24, 2009 20:38:04 GMT -6
**Were you to get the invitation to come back here, which you most surely wouldn't unless you were someone very special, you would go through the doors sitting behind the counter, and enter into Simon's workshop. The place seems to be in two main colors- plywood, and metal. Of course, every now and then a bright, circus-y color rears its head, but, for the most part, its just those two.
Tables piled with junk make up the most of the furniture, apart from one shelf, which gleams with finished projects. Otherwise, everything is what a passerby would identify as pieces of wood and blueprints. The owner of all this somehow knows exactly where anything is... not that he would tell you. This is Simon's secret shop, where he makes his tricks that he'll be performing with.**
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Post by Marcescens on Aug 25, 2009 8:50:54 GMT -6
Kimarie stepped into the workshop and stopped to look around. It was filled with wood and metal... seeming to be stuffed with imagination... and wonder. Walking in a few more steps, she looked about, breathing in the smell of 'workshop', for her being dusty, and with the smell of wood.
A grin spread across her face.
"So you work back here? This is so cool!"
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Post by Moss on Sept 9, 2009 16:49:11 GMT -6
Yup... **He nods, and looking back at her says.** Wait here a sec. I'll be right back. **Without bothering to give more information, her begins walking into the deeper reaches of the workshop, only to take a look back to add.** Oh, and please, don't touch anything. **With a knowing wink. the shelves seem to engulf him as he walks further into the depth of the room. Finally, a some metallic crashes are heard, followed by the scraping of wood, and a few French curse words. Finally, a happy-sounding exclamation tops off the cacophony, and Simon reappears, this time tugging something behind him. It's, well, a wooden platform, on little wheels, hooked onto a rope. Flattened on wood is what seems to be a folded cardboard box. Not too exciting. what he holds in his hands seems much more promising. It's a large plastic tube, filled with a dozen or so metal sticks with wooden handles, which seem to be swords.** Here we are... **he says, half to himself, setting everything down in front of Kimarie.**
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Post by Marcescens on Sept 14, 2009 19:33:54 GMT -6
Kimarie grins as Simon walks away. Don't touch anything. Right. Like she had heard that one before.
She took the time to look around a little bit. Hearing rustling and lots of loud movement from behind many more shelves, Kimarie's eyes darted around the shelves to try and find something that she wanted to learn more about. Pretty much it was everything, but Kimarie didn't want to get into trouble, which was her middle name, and things things might actually be dangerous! So Kimarie kept her paws off!
After turning around in circles a few times, Kimarie watched as Simon tramped back with .... a box... and swords? They were metal, that's for sure. But... swords?
"Awesome!" Kimarie grins. "Swords right?" She grinned, but it faulter slgihtly. "What are you going to do with swords and a cardboard box?"
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Post by Moss on Sept 17, 2009 15:42:58 GMT -6
**Simon laughs out loud at her comment, before leaning down to pick up the box. Without replying, he folds it up, and sets it back onto the platform. the box, with an open top, sits modestly, like any old cardboard box. It's fairly big, definitely big enough for Kimarie to get in there if she curled up, but not big enough for anything else. He chuckles a few more times, to himself before looking back up at the girl. He seems to finally take in her question, and thinks about it. Biting his lip, he frowns a tad. Apparently, whatever it is he'll be doing with these requires some intense thought...** Well... um... **He taps the tube of swords with his toes, before looking back at her.** Have you ever been to a magic show? I mean, a real, professional one?
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Post by Marcescens on Sept 29, 2009 18:32:28 GMT -6
Kimarie watches Simon fold the box to a standing position in confused silence. Looking from the sword tapping his toes, to the box, the Simon's face, she shook her head briskly, making her pony tail swish.
"No. They have a 'Sea side' fair or what ever, every year. I've heard they've tried to get magicians but they can never really come. I haven't been outside of this town and the beach, so I guess I really haven't. I've read a few books though... and tried to do a few tricks." She admits modestly.
"I've always wanted to see a real one..."
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Post by Moss on Oct 10, 2009 18:15:28 GMT -6
Alrighty then, let's start from the begging. ** He chuckles. Turning to one of the tables, he un-earth a laptop, and sets in the ground. He carefully lowers himself, making sure not to hit his head on anything, to sit cross legged in front of it.** Although, since you'll be in the show, I can't guarantee you'll get to see it. **He chuckles a bit again, methodically turning on the computer, and opening up internet explorer.** Si I'm gonna show you what this trick is, performed by a friend of mine. **He opens up youtube, then goes to a video. turning the screen towards her, he hits play.** Here it is www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjuBlvxfhEk&feature=player_profilepage**He sits quietly, tapping his hands on the floor, waiting to see the girl's reaction.** |
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Post by Marcescens on Oct 24, 2009 12:08:59 GMT -6
Kimarie flumps to the ground as soon as Simon had settled himself and opened up YouTube. Sweeping her legs into a cross legged position without hitting something, which was harder then she expected. Finally finding a spot that wasn't occupied by a 'something', she gazed into the laptop and watched the video in silence.
So tHAT's what the swords were for! She was to hide in the box and get... stabbed? but wait... the person was fine!
"That's incredible!" She blurted out, eyes stretching wide as her eyes flicker to absorb the whole picture. "So we're gonna do 'that'?!?!" sHe says, looking at Simon with wide eyes, excited, and surprised all at once.
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Post by Moss on Oct 24, 2009 17:47:34 GMT -6
**Simon doesn't watch the video- he's seen it many times before. Instead he watches Kimarie's expression change. Judging by her final expression, this is going to work well. He chuckled, and closes the computer. Standing back up, an bringing the laptop with him, he offhandedly puts it onto the nearest shelf.** So yeah- that's what I need a helper for. On who doesn't think they're too cool for it. anyhow. **He steps towards the door back to the shop.** Now you just need to ask your mom. **He pauses to grab a carpenter's pencil and scribble a number on the nearest piece of paper.** Here, have her call me too- so she can know I'm not some creep. **He hands it to her, with a smile.**
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Post by Marcescens on Oct 26, 2009 20:13:37 GMT -6
Kimarie watches Simon walk and put the laptop on a shelf before scrabbling to her feet. Being mindful of the other genius creations, she smiles. "Who or what could be cooler then that?" She asked, following him much like a little puppy does when you've got the bag of treats.
She looks at the paper handed to her, then carefully takes it. Identifying all of the numbers, she grins and puts it in her pocket, making sure to zip it up afterwards. "Thanks! This is going to be great! Thank you sooooooooo much Simon!"
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Post by Moss on Oct 27, 2009 22:19:14 GMT -6
**Simon chuckles and steps out of the workshop.** Thanks kid.
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