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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 22, 2009 10:19:11 GMT -5
Marley arched both her eyebrows and reached out to grab the bottle from Mustapha's hands.
"Green?" she asked slowly, holding the bottle up to the dim light to see the color more properly. It looked to be a brilliant shade of eye-popping electric green.
She tilted her head slightly to one side, chewing on her lower lip as she thought it over. After a few more seconds of silence she nodded.
" All righty then, green it is!" she said, handing the bottle back to Mustapha.
She reached up and began unbraiding her hair and taking out the feathers and ribbons laced through it.
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 23, 2009 0:30:17 GMT -5
Mustapha held the bottle and gawked. She couldn't believe it, "wow, really?!" She exclaimed getting excited. "Green... fantastic! Totally rock and roll!" She yelled taking a page out of Meat's book.
"So who's going to do it?" Mustapha asked. She could try but she'd never done it before. Marley could try but it was hard to do it yourself. Meat was probably drunk somewhere...
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 23, 2009 10:10:03 GMT -5
Marley furrowed her brow slightly.
"Hmmm... why don't you try?" she offered. " It would be good practice if you ever decide to help give makeovers to the newbies. I don't really care if you mess up."
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 24, 2009 3:49:03 GMT -5
Mustapha swallowed hard, she did say that now but she was pretty sure if Marley ended up looking like brocolli, she would be pissed. Pulling off her fingerless gloves, she opened the bottle and winced at the fumes. "ready?" She coughed.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 24, 2009 10:34:12 GMT -5
Marley nodded, sitting down on a upturned box.
" Ready as I'll ever be." she said before jumping up again. " Wait, wait, wait!" she said, walking over to an endtable and grabbing a pair of rusted scissors. "First there got to to be some other changes to my hair before we dye it."
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 25, 2009 4:23:02 GMT -5
"Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...turn and face the strange..." Mustapha sang before shaking her head quickly. "Oops. gaz sang that once... guess it stuck..." She smiled sheepishly.
"So what are the ch-changes?" Mustapahs stuttered uncontrollably.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 25, 2009 10:30:09 GMT -5
" Well," Marley said, grabbing all of her hair in an entire handfull " this." she quickly hacked off a huge amount of her hair so that it now hung slightly unevenly at her shoulders.
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 26, 2009 5:08:40 GMT -5
Mustapha's mouth formed a perfect O as she stared at the bundle of limp hair resting in Marley's hand. "w-w-why would you do that?!" She stammered shocked beyond belief, even Meat checked her hair in a mirror when cutting.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 26, 2009 15:08:30 GMT -5
Marley shrugged, staring down mildly at the clump of streaked brown hair in her hand.
" Meh, why should I worry about everything?" she said bluntly, walking over to the trash bin in the corner and dumping the hair in it. The hair left on her head was currently sticking out all over the place in a wild mess.
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 27, 2009 0:36:04 GMT -5
Mustapha looked from the bin to marley's hair to the scissors. "Hang on..." she mumbled walking over and stepping on a box so she could reach the top of Marley's head. "scissors.." she held out her hand and gripped the cool metal intrument feeling like a surgeon. "right..." she stumbled, spiking up the hair a little like Meat did when she cut her hair and snipped at parts, creating little spiky ruffles in the hair. "well.. I either made it better or worse... has to be one of em." Mustapha smirked.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 27, 2009 20:36:00 GMT -5
Marley glanced at her reflexion in the mirror on the wall. " Actually, I quite like it!" she remarked, grinning at Mustapha. " I guess I'm ready for the dye now."
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 27, 2009 23:49:48 GMT -5
"Oh okay." Mustapha said with a smirk, although quite scared of her first dye job. Pouring the green into her hand she cringed at the coldness of it. Not knwoing how else to start, she just smacked her hand into the mop, getting splashed a little and a green stripe running across her nose. "Thats one way to do it." She smirked.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 28, 2009 20:47:46 GMT -5
Marley smirked at her handed the young bassist a spare rag that was on the floor near her feet.
" Here, not that you don't look completely awesome with a green stripe running down your face, but..." she trailed off, shrugging her shoulders.
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Post by Mustapha on Mar 29, 2009 4:17:22 GMT -5
Mustapha smiled. "You're right. Plus Lulu would bag me out and say I stole his nose stripe." She swiped at the stripe, making it smudge leaving a faint trail down her nose, making her look like she had a terrible cold or something. She looked in the mirror and smile before she began working the dye into Marleys hair.
"That outta do it..." Mustapha said after a little while. "Now what do we do?" She asked, having a lost memory moment from when she got her hair done.
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Post by Scaramouche on Mar 29, 2009 10:05:33 GMT -5
" Well, we should let it dry first then I think I'm gonna add a little black to the tip of my fringe, just so it's not totally green. I don't wanna be called cabbage head for the rest of my life!" Marley joked, fiddling with one of her studded bracelets.
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