Foe-sho, Enemies. THE BEGINNING

[Julie]

Julie strolled into the shop, last time she was here she sold some of her clothes, so she was back for more. Without Kipp due to not being able to find him. She scanned for costumers through her over-sized sunglasses, lugging around a large shoulder bag filled with her creations.

[Eryn]

Eryn was strolling through the shop lookin at the interesting weapons when she unconciously slammed walked into Julie and her large bag. She fell back into a table with sharp pointy objects, which hurt her. "Ow!" she screeched jumpping back up.

[Julie]

Julie went flying from the impact as well, falling on the ground, her bag spitting out clothing all over. "What?! What'd you do that for?!" She squeaked, eyes wide with terror at the sight of the clothes all over the disgusting floor.

[Eryn]

"Whadd'ya mean what'd I do that for? Your the one standing there like an idiot with a bag carrying an elephant." Eryn growled pulling a dart otta her arm.

[Julie]

"Ugh!" Julie glared at Eryn and sat up, picking up her clothes and stuffing them back into the bag. "Well then, idiot. Time to pay me for these clothes." She said sweetly, holding out her hand. "You break it you buy it."

[Eryn]

"None of that crap is broken" Eryn retorted rolling her eyes. "It's just a bunch of rags."
(oh boy >.> she just crossed the line. XD)

[Julie]

(Lmao. Time to die.)

"...A bunch of rags? Well then, sounds pretty suiting for you." Julie's mouth snapped shut, her hands tightened into fists and she stiffened over all.

[Eryn]

"Yeah, It doesn't matter what you wear as long as you have something on and besides your so high matinence than I wouldn't pay one penny for your self funds. What do you do afterwards? Go buy shallow make up to go with your horribly matching outfit?" Eryn's body copied Julie's and her fists came up.

[Julie]

"Yep. That's pretty much it. At least I like to look good." She looked Eryn up and down. "People who can take care of themselves are capable of many things. So while we're making judgments, you can go ahead and crawl into whatever sewer you live in and tear apart everyone because you're so real."

[Eryn]

"Sewers are quite comfy, thanks." Eryn sneered back. "And people who aren't concerned about braking a nail can go even farther because they can actually do REAL work." She crossed her arms and looked Julie up and down. "You don't even look like you can defend yourself. Unless bears suddenly comprehend what your saying, it looks like you'd die in the wild."

[Julie]

"Aha. Real work. Could you be a lawyer looking like a bum? I doubt it. Same goes with every job." She crossed her arms, standing her ground. "I dunno what you consider real work, but you don't become a doctor by surviving in the 'wild'."

[Eryn]

"I don't see no lawyers around here and plus people who survive in the wild are often better for jobs because they know what really works." Eryn snffed.

[Julie]

"What really works?" Julie looked disgusted. "Yes, they know what berries to eat and not get poisoned. Plus they know it's bad to go near a mama bear and her baby. Please. That's ridiculous. None of that will help with anything. Most people don't live in the wild anyway, so it's really all useless."

[Eryn]

"And what good do your clothes bring? Why does it matter that everyone has to look 'oh-so-great'? Thats a bunch of rubbish. Clothes don't really help you live." Eryn said, glaring.

[Julie]

"They don't help you live, but they sure do help you have a better life. You can gain confidence by looking good, which will give you that extra boost to fulfilling you're aspirations. When it comes to meeting guys, or getting that dream job. People who actually care about that kind of stuff are more respected. Isn't that what life is all about anyway? Being able to be one with the outdoors doesn't do anything. Unless people enjoy that kind of thing, such as yourself. You don't have anything better to do then criticize people who actually work."