Arial De'Lous looked over the photos her assistant had gotten her one more time. They where impressive. Very impressive. The designs where completely original and had an amazing flare. maybe a bit unrefined, but an amazing find coming from an unknown independent designer. Independent... well she wouldn't be for long. This American Girl. Arial smiled to her self. Zoe might reward hard work but it also rewarded finding new talent. Bringing in a young fresh mind would be just what she needed to push her to executive level.
Arial dialed the com code and waited impatiently. It would be late afternoon in Seattle. Surely Mr. Bound would still be at work. "Bonjour," he said in his redicoulous American accent. "It is very pleasant to hear from you again Madmousel De'Lous. I trust you have received my package?"
English. At least he tried to put fourth a smattering of French. "Ahh yes Mr. Bound. They are some what unrefined. but I would love to speak with this mystery girl of yours. When can we have a meeting?"
"Oh? Madame gets strait to the point. I enjoy working with such a business minded woman. To be honest with you Madame, we are taking a trip to Paris in a few weeks. I've already arranged a meeting with [Insert Competitor's Name]... However I have aranged to attend the Zoe Fashion show. If you are there, perhaps you could speak to her?"
Arial gritted her teeth. This American would play games with her. Very well. She wasn't about to let a prize slip through. "Oh yes, Mr. Bound. I will be sure to make time for her before the show starts."
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If spirits needed to breath Tamasine would be gasping for air. Direct manipulation of one's memories was incredibly taxing. He watched Arial De'Lous sleeping for awhile longer from her ceiling. He had tried to focus on the emotions that she felt more than the details of the designs. The awe, and impression, the frustration, and the lust for more. Tamasine was certin that the memory had taken root. It was a temporary thing. Would last a year, maybe two. But as long as Alice was as good as KK Zoom! said she was, everything would work out. Even long after Arial forgot why she originaly wanted to meet Alice, she should be engrained in the organization well enough to protect her job and lively hood. Tamasine got her foot in the door, now she would have to make it on her own. Before leaving Tamasine thought that maybe people would pay money for that sort of thing?
