An example of writing in IM-- also known as RPing. . . (Role Playing)

xxxxxxx: heyya!
xxxxxxxxxx: Hey!
xxxxxxx: how goes it?
xxxxxxxxxx: Good! Organizing more older emails. *s* You?
xxxxxxx: other than the heat and a headache, good. :-)
xxxxxxx: did you see the pic I put in live journal the other day?
xxxxxxxxxx: Yes, and I probably forgot to comment because I am a dork. LOL Liked it!
xxxxxxx: thats kev in karavans mirror. I think he is a snappy dresser.
xxxxxxxxxx: *G*
xxxxxxx: or was. heh.
maybe thats how he and jaetina met?!! he went to a fashion show...
xxxxxxxxxx: OMG YEAH
xxxxxxx: wheee. he was dating one of the models...
xxxxxxxxxx: Her hurrying around, him asking if she's a model, she laughs at him. LOL
xxxxxxx: and wanted to buy her something directly from the designer...
xxxxxxxxxx: Ooh, that'd work too
xxxxxxx: much fun.
xxxxxxxxxx: Jaetina-- "In a moment, I'm busy-- (name of model), you look fine, trust me, now please *get out there before I kill you*." *turns* "Okay, now what can I do for you?"
xxxxxxx: kev: I'll take one-- of everything.
xxxxxxxxxx: Jaetina-- "Mmmm-hm. Unfortunately, I do not have time for practical jokers right now but thanks for trying."
xxxxxxx: Kev, raises eye brows, crosses arms over chest. I'm serious miss. . . ?
xxxxxxxxxx: "Jaetina. And you are starting to get on my nerves, Mr. . .?"
xxxxxxx: Ahn Tar. *Kev* Ahn Tar. Kisses her hand. I know youre busy, we'll discuss the details over dinner, after the show. I'll send a skimmer to pick you up, say, 10 pm?

xxxxxxxxxx: Jaetina, to assistant-- "Make a note of this: Every time I say an evening cannot get stranger, I'm wrong." To Kev-- "Ten sounds fine, thank you."
xxxxxxxxxx: And she continues-- "But if you think it's any more than a dinner between colleagues, get the thought out of your head now so I don't have to hurt you later."
xxxxxxx: Kev laughs. Business dinner, all the way, I promise. I'll be on my best behavior.
xxxxxxxxxx: Jaetina: *extends her claws and grins* "You'd better be." *behind her, a model faints* "Oh for gods' sake. Has no one on this planet heard of a Tivonan before?"
xxxxxxx: hee. I love it!
xxxxxxx: phone is ringing. grrrar
xxxxxxxxxx: *S* Me too
xxxxxxx: any drafts yet on the xavierre portrait?
xxxxxxxxxx: Not that I can find
xxxxxxx: bummer
xxxxxxxxxx: I know. Guess I'll just have to settle for staring at some NA pictures. ;-)
xxxxxxx: :-)
xxxxxxxxxx: Now I'm picturing Jaetina working on the after-business of a fashion show and someone coming up to lead her to the shuttle-- "Oh yeah. That." LOL
xxxxxxx: that would be sulis!
xxxxxxxxxx: *G*
xxxxxxx: we have to write this.
xxxxxxxxxx: I know!
xxxxxxxxxx: Now? Since the next WWS story we write together is after one with Simon/Gen. . . or not, whatever you want to do
xxxxxxx: add it to the list so we dont forget! that and the one where sulis arrives at the house after talking to kev about emari
xxxxxxx: hee. we could write it now.
xxxxxxxxxx: k!
xxxxxxx: I just saved IM to wp so I can add redo the 'beginning' we just did.
xxxxxxxxxx: *G*
xxxxxxxxxx: *does same*
xxxxxxx: Im reading your LJ. LOL
xxxxxxxxxx: lol k!
xxxxxxxxxx: I saw your reply on the spider one
xxxxxxx: Im enjoying all your icons.
xxxxxxx: much icon live
xxxxxxx: love
xxxxxxxxxx: *S* Thanks!
xxxxxxx: I need to take some advil then Ill be ready to write.
xxxxxxxxxx: k!
xxxxxxx: mmm found cake and icecream too...
xxxxxxxxxx: *G*
xxxxxxxxxx: Cake, ice cream, and amusing banter. Is there anything better than that? :-D
xxxxxxx: nope!
xxxxxxxxxx: So I guess that leaves one question-- you want to start or should I? *POING*
xxxxxxx: I will!
xxxxxxx: **************************************************************************
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxx: Sulis walked around to the back of the building where he found an open door. He stepped inside and his eyes widened at the disarray. Clothing was drapped over racks and chairs and tables. What seemed like hundreds of pairs of shoes scattered the floor. And the women were in several stages of dress. He continually had to avert his eyes as he made his way to the Tivonan.

Tivonans, he had learned (having been ordered by Kev hours earlier to research everything he could about them) had a fetish for bright colors. Their incisor teeth and nails grew longer when angry and they rarely left their homeworld.

There had, in fact been several articles on Ms. Jaetina Weaver in the (?)

Jaetina was looked down upon by her race for leaving her homeworld. She was a fledgling artist-- this show had been her first major break in the design world.


xxxxxxx: Er, no longer dating, Sulis reminded himself.

xxxxxxx: ((and if Ive gotten anything wrong, fix it in edit?))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxx: ((forget that last sentence. this goes first))
xxxxxxx: And the only reason Kev was here was the model he was dating. Er, no longer dating, Sulis reminded himself as he sucked in his breath as a young woman wearing nothing but a pair of undergarments slinked past him.
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxx: ((maybe jaetina can rescue him now, though she probably has no clue who he is?))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((and is Kev with him right now, or not?))
xxxxxxx: ((woops. sorry. No, Kev is at the restaurant.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((LOL Okay then-- I wasn't sure whether we were writing out their original meeting or just before their date. I'm so easily confused. Hee. *typing*))
xxxxxxx: ((hee. thats my line!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Oops. *hands it back*))
xxxxxxx: ((Ill fix their earlier meeting when I type it all up.))
xxxxxxx: ((nuh uh you can keep it!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!)) Jaetina watched as the last model finally came back into the dressing room and let out a quick sigh. She'd thought this show would never end. Much preferred just showing the clothes, she thought, not trying to deal with all these people. Now there was cleanup to take care of . . . she turned to survey the damage and saw the tall, panicky-looking man standing in the middle of the room. "Excuse me," she said. He didn't look dangerous, but neither did she recognize him. "What are you doing here?" ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Jaetina's idea of 'rescue' is basically 'interrogation', yeah. lol))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Eeeee, "Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by U2 just came on the radio. New Jaetina/Kev theme. LOL))
xxxxxxx: ((nice!))
xxxxxxx: ((did you happen to listen to that song on youtube I put in my LJ? its probably perfect for someones theme song but I dont know who. your so much better at that than me!))

xxxxxxxxxx: ((just a sec; will go do so))
xxxxxxx: ((K! Ive found it very much one of those songs you cant get out of your head...Jake was just singing it and playing it and now Im singing it in my head...))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((*g*))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((I'm really 'hearing' Va'Heta and Reeza))
xxxxxxx: ((yeah. also kirana and trader...))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((:-)))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((I guess I thought Reeza and Va'Heta because the girl kinda sounds like Reeza as I'd imagine her singing. LOL))
xxxxxxx: ((yeah! I like that!))
xxxxxxx: "Kev sent me," Sulis said, quickly stepping forward so that his back was to the rest of the room. Kev had also instructed that he wasn't to take no for an answer and he was slightly nervous that the beautiful woman would not want to come. "To bring you to the restaurant?" he added.
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: Jaetina cursed. Over the past two hours, she'd nearly forgotten. She turned to her assistant. "Please get the clothes hung up and the room locked. Don't worry about organization; I'll deal with that tomorrow. Thank you." Then she looked around for her purse.
xxxxxxxxxx: This was going to be a lovely task, she thought, lifting shirts and skirts off of chairs. One of the models was complaining loudly about how she thought these clothes were 'weird' and, recognizing her as the girl who'd been complaining earlier, she wondered both how she'd ever gotten a job in the first place and if Voori had *incredibly* strict laws as to murder.
xxxxxxxxxx: She ran her hands through her hair, nearly letting out a snarl when they got temporarily stuck in the tangles. Then she spotted her purse and grinned triumphantly as she snatched it up. "All right. Now I'm ready." ((hee. yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Sulis: "Kev, you might be interested but she kinda scares me." lol))
xxxxxxx: ((heh.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((and Kev used to date a model in this show? I think she's going to start ranting about her sometime during dinner, not realizing the connection. *snicker*))
xxxxxxx: ((I was thinking he was dating a model and brought her to the show, but that sounds like more fun!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((*S*))
xxxxxxx: Sulis stepped back as she went by, then hurried after her, trying to remember all the instructions Kev had given him. He made it to the door of the skimmer and got it open for her then climbed in the other side and nodded for the driver to take off. It was obvious that the Tivonan had a fiesty nature. He wasn't sure how good that would be for Kev-- the women he usually dated were docile and hung on his every move. Perhaps he was looking for a change. Sulis guessed he'd find it with Jaetina Weaver.
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((boy, will he. Heh))
xxxxxxx: ((IM thinking this is the nicest, most expensive restaurant in the city that theyre going to and you usually have to have reservations months in advance.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((*S*))
xxxxxxx: ((Kev is there, waiting, having had everything set up perfectly.))
xxxxxxxxxx: Oh gods, Jaetina thought as she exited the skimmer several moments later and looked at the entrance to the restaurant. This was not a place to just sit and relax, this was one of those see-and-be-seen places. Not that she wasn't dressed well, but she'd also dressed for a fashion show, not a classy restaurant. She looked over at Sulis as he opened the door for her. What in the world was wrong with him? He'd been doing that constantly. "This might be hard to fathom, but I do understand how a doorknob works." ((hee. yt?))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((And I don't think her tone is insulting so much as it is, "What the heck, buddy?" lol))
xxxxxxx: Sulis murmured an aplogy as he escorted her to a side door and tapped on the glass for the attendent Kev had stationed there to let them in. "This way, please," he told Jaetina, guiding her through the crowded diningroom to the private area overlooking the deck and the sweeping panoramic view of the city lights reflecting off the dark surface of Silver Lake.
Kev drew himself to his feet when he saw them come in and dismissed Sulis as soon as Jaetina was seated in her chair. "Thank you for coming," he told her.
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: "Thank you for inviting me," she said. If learning his name hadn't let her know that he came from a wealthy family, this seat and the view would've. Being someplace open with an actual view of the outdoors was a relief after spending hours in front of her loom making minor repairs to clothes and trying to keep a group of generally volatile people organized. She brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face, frowned when she realized it was bushing out more than usual. It was probably standing on end after tonight, she thought. "My apologies for looking a fright, though." ((lol yt!))
xxxxxxx: "No need," he said. "You couldn't look more lovely." He seated himself. "And your dress-- the colors remind me of a Voorian Sea Shell used to make jewelry on my world. Have you ever been the Voori's ocean, Jaetina?"
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: This one was obviously a flatterer, she thought, smiling. "No, I haven't. But I've had several people tell me it's beautiful." ((yt?))
xxxxxxx: Two members of the waitstaff arrived to fill their glasses with a sparkling blue liquid. Kev waited till they'd left before continuing. "You'll have to come then," he said. "I'll take you sailing. My great grandfather was a ship builder. Our fleet is considered the most beautiful on the continent. But enough about me. Tell me about your show tonight. I was serious about buying."
xxxxxxx: ((yt))
xxxxxxxxxx: She considered it a testament to whatever remained of her self-control this evening that she didn't choke on her drink. "I'm glad. The show went fairly well, I think-- I lived, anyway," she joked. "One of the models nearly didn't." ((yt!))
xxxxxxx: "Oh?" Kev asked, taking a sip from his glass. "What happened?"
xxxxxxx: ((yt))
xxxxxxxxxx: "Caiette modeled well," she said. "Nothing wrong on that front. But every word out of her mouth was a complaint or insinuation that she was too good to be starring in some "back-worlder's" show. Lovely face, but nothing behind it except air and ego." ((*S* yt!))
xxxxxxx: Kev cleared his throat. "Excuse me," he said, motioning Sulis to the table with a flick of his finger. He spoke in a whisper to the other man who then promptly left the restaurant. "Business," he apologized. "Too bad about your model. From what I've heard they're mostly like that. Must be a difficult world to work in."
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxx: ((and sulis has just been instructed to see that caiette leaves the planet or whatever. immediately. hee.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((LOL))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Jaetina-- "Ummm . . . that wasn't really--" *grins* "You are a lovely, lovely man"))
xxxxxxx: .((hang on...))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxx: ((can I change it to:-))
Kev cleared his throat. "Excuse me," he said, motioning Sulis to the table with a flick of his finger. He spoke in a whisper to the other man who then promptly left the restaurant. "Caiette won't trouble you again, I promise. Too bad you have to suffer people like that. From what I've heard your business is a difficult one to work in. I'm lucky. I have a superior assistant."
xxxxxxx: ((????)))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((k!))
xxxxxxxxxx: "I suppose so," she said. "I've never really dealt with all this before. Normally I just wear the clothes I design myself, and stand at my wares booth." Then she raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean she won't trouble me again? She made sure everyone in the room knew she models in every fashion show here, so if I come back. . ." ((*s* yt!))
xxxxxxx: ((whats the name of the vacation planet again?))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Kiacutal))
xxxxxxx: "Caiette works for one of the agencies owned by my family," Kev said. "Sulis has just gone to inform her that she's been dismissed. And as for your coming back here--" He reached down beside the table and pulled out a small porfolio which he pushed across the table. "Take a look at these. I hope you don't mind, but I've taken the liberty of making a few projections-- I think a show on Voori to start-- I'll personally send out the invites to my friends and business aquaintences-- and then a booth on each of the traveling hubs in the Omena fleet. Eventually, we'd open on Kiactual."
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxx: ((at this point, his father is still alive and in charge of everything.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((K! And I think she's giving him an 'excuse me, did I just fall asleep in the dressing room and am dreaming all this?' look. LOL))
xxxxxxx: ((hee. its your lucky day! or as the megan song says, dont wait, this amazing offer wont last long.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((*G*))
xxxxxxxxxx: "I. . ." This was ridiculous. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been honestly speechless. But she'd barely had a chance to let the information about Caiette sink in when he was opening the portfolio. "Don't mind at all," she said, smiling as she looked up at him. "I think it's going to be a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Ahn Tar." ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((and I know she's noticed he's attractive (girl's got eyes ;-)) but she just thinks any compliments paid were along general-flattery lines, and she's not planning to continue the trend))
xxxxxxx: ((understandably. and now he's going to relax a bit. he was playing her with his 'lets make a deal' suit on. Now, it will get more personal. a little anyway. contracts not signed yet. heh.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((Hee))
xxxxxxx: "Great!" Kev exclaimed, flashing her a bright smile. "Of course, you'll have to meet my father but I'm sure that will go smoothly. We'll leave for Voori in the morning. He'll love what he sees, just like I did. I'll have Sulis draw up the contracts tonight. Now--" he picked up his glass and leaned forward for a toast. "For being in the right place at the right time-- for new business ventures, for new friendships." He raised the glass.
xxxxxxx: ((yt!))
xxxxxxxxxx: She hesitated, wondering again what was going on, then raised her own glass, nodding once when he clinked them together. Apparently some kind of good-luck charm, she thought, taking a drink when he did. Thinking of other customs, she couldn't help a quiet laugh. "I'm just glad your father doesn't have the same ritual for visitors as our village Elders." ((yt!))
xxxxxxx: Kev finished his drink and waited as the waitstaff returned to fill it, informing them that the first course would be served momentarily. "What ritual is this?" he asked, his expression revealing genuine interest. Jaetina's colorful attire might be what had first got his attention but her exotic looks and figure had kept his mind fixated on wanting to know her better.
xxxxxxxxxx: ((I bet they did. lol))
xxxxxxx: ((and yikes! I didn't realize what time it was! YT! sending.))
xxxxxxxxxx: ((LOL Ooops. k!))
xxxxxxx: ((definitely.))
xxxxxxx: time flies when yer havin fun!
xxxxxxxxxx: Hee. True, true
xxxxxxxxxx: Got it!
xxxxxxx: k! and Im off to bed! goodnite!
xxxxxxxxxx: Goodnight!
xxxxxxx: and my headache is gone. yay!
xxxxxxxxxx: *S*
xxxxxxxxxx: Story writing cures all ills. LOL
xxxxxxx: yeah!