ARE COSMETICS SAFE

((In which Amrys keeps her cool, is confused, and proves that she has bad vision))
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Amrys is walking from grave to grave, trying to figure out what happened to cause them to open...

Kat's daughter looked Amrys over before stepping out from behind the center structure of the graveyard. A faint line almost seeming to surround her and on closer inspection, her shoes would've been going slightly the ground's grass. "Hey there. Whatcha doing here? Returning to the scene of the crime?" She wrinkled her nose at her.

Amrys looks up to see a kitten standing there. She frowns, flicks her tail. "What do you mean?"

Kat's daughter rolled her eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world and let out an exasperated sigh. "Well the culprits always return to the place that they did something bad at. At least, that what's stories always say, right?"

Amrys shrugs. She squints. Really need to talk to Nio about that vision test. "I don't know. I'm trying to figure out what happened here."

Kat's daughter stuck her tongue out at that and plopped down on the grass, folding her skirt up. "Well isn't it obvious? Somebody blew the graves up."

Amrys nods. "But who? And why?"

Kat's daughter pursed her lips together in thought although it wasn't the same line of thought that Amrys was on. "Is your skin blue? I could see not shaving if that was the case, but blue fur all over just seems weird."

Amrys blinks at the random question. "Yep, I'm blue all over."

Kat's daughter winced a bit at that and bent down to tighten up her shoe laces. "Well that's gotta suck. Don't think makeup producers really cater to the unnatural colored skin market."

Amrys tilts her head, and walks over to sit by the kitten. "Makeup?" She blinks rapidly a few tiems, and looks at the kitten. "Ugh, maybe I do need glasses."

Kat's daughter giggled more than a little at, shifting around to face her. "No no. Don't take that the wrong way. I just wonder aloud. Never got the opportunity to learn how to not ask questions." She tilted her head, studing Amrys again. "You're old. When do people stop asking questions?"

Amrys raises an eyebrow. "I'm only 22... well, almost 23." She looks up. "Far as I can tell, nobody stops asking questions until they're dead."

Kat's daughter was quick to shake her head. "Nuh uh. At a certain point, it seems people only think the questions, but never actually ask them or search for answers. Why is that?"

Amrys laughs. "I think that's called 'tact', kitten. It means you know when it's not going to get you in trouble to ask."

Kat's daughter blew her hair up so she could actually see a little. "Well that's completely silly. Some questions should get you in trouble and you should ask them all the same in spite of that."

Amrys shakes her head. "Sometmes you can find out other ways."

Kat's daughter blinked a few times at that. "Subterfuge is not a good thing. Should be open about stuff."

Amrys shakes her head. "Not necessarily. Sometimes you can ask someone else, who won't be annoyed by the question."

Kat's daughter rolled her eyes at that, obviously not happy with that sort of answer. "Yeah yeah. So what's your name, oh blue one?"

"Amrys."

Kat's daughter practiced saying that a few times and finally ended up tilting her head to the side. "You had cruel parents. How do you spell that?"

Amrys tilts her head. "Ah, em, er, ui, es, mnyakiy znak." She recites the Russian letters. She smiles. "This pda has not the letters, so I spell it A, M, R, Y, S instead." she adds

Kat's daughter just about fell over from her seat, but straightened herself back out. "Hmm. Well at least you were named something. My mom didn't go and name me. Know how annoying it is to be damned and cursed and all that but still not know who you are?"
Amrys raises an eyebrow. "Dunno about damned..." She trails off, confused.

Kat's daughter rolled her eyes and leaned back so far that she actually disappeared into the wall of the masoleum. She reappeared with a sad knowing smile or her face. "Well you may not at least..."

Amrys turns to face the kitten fully. "What..." She blinks. "I don't think bad eyes can explain that."

Kat's daughter went crosseyed, making a bit of a funny face at her. "Well I suppose they could if the bad eyes somehow killed you, but that happens."

Amrys shakes her head, stammering, "But you just... through..."

Kat's daughter shook her head in disappointment. "Yes, I just went through it. I'm not a zombie silly. Otherwise, I would be having an extreme case of brain munchies."

Amrys stares openly ((as opposed to closedly?)). "Oh.&

hot pink eye shadow is pretty kick ass.

this is kate getting her makeup done at sephora. she had the makeup lady go all out w/ the fun and it looked great. glittery eyeliner to boot.

kate and i both tend to go pretty basic or "nothing" as far as makeup goes, so these makeovers were a fun change for us.

i wish i was more patient and dedicated to wearing makeup. i honestly think it's pretty cool most of the time, but i rarely take the time to put it on. i just can't figure out how "grown up" women can do it EVERY day. seriously. and then it looks so weird when you finally see them w/o makeup, right? hopefully i'll start to take a little more time making myself look presentable...and that might help w/ shortening the single life. eh. maybe not. who knows.....