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By Meagan Morrison.

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What’s more aesthetically pleasing than style & ambiance? This photo has it all! Just a couple of the essentials that one can expect to acquire when capturing such fashionable individuals in London, England.

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By: Langston Hues

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Loui Jover Australia

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Zek: I LOVE U

Zek: I'll just tell them my mother died

Zek: is sick i mean

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PERRY: no I can't come to bed I'm at dinner PERRY: ...I meant I can't come to dinner I'm in bed PERRY: is it important?

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-visibly tries to contain himself, then throws his arms around Var's neck- So you'll do it? You will? Oh, you are so wonderful. If you become best friends with the other photographers, I shall be jealous forever.

-bounces on his feet- Hm...oh, and you don't need a signature. Just your lovely self. Oh! And a photo, of course. I would take one this instant, except I don't have my camera. Do have high quality ones of your front and profile? Never mind, I would feel more at ease if I took them myself. When are you free?

You have quite a nice face structure, if you lower your chin when you smile. How old are you? Do you want a job? Don't worry, I'm not a suspicious character~

…[sighs impatiently] I don’t smile. 

[pulls out a cigarette and holds it between his teeth] Because you don’t at all sound like a suspicious character. 

[lights the cigarette and waves it around a little] Listen, lady, I don’t have time for this. What’s the job for and how much does it pay? 

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He had picked up the rest of the dried flowers and glanced up at her in the midst of inspecting the packet. "Hm, does it? I've always loved pet names, though. Have you got any that you're fond of? But I should think the best names are the ones given by the ones you're fond of." The star nodded as if allowing a moment for his wisdom to sink in before launching enthusiastically into, "A dryad showed me how to do it once. He was beautiful--such delightful fingers. One needs a dark jar. Dark. And almond oil. And a week." Ezekiel frowned. "I think it'd be better if I just gave you the marigold oil after it's been refined."

He flung his arms around her shoulders. "Oh, can we visit each other? Only I haven't got a place of my own, but it's usually quite easy to find me! Do you grow anything? Do you grow witch hazel?" His voice fell to a hush. "For puffy eyes."

Liz: *smiles in a friendly manner* Excuse me, I was wondering if I might ask you for a bit of advice. *lowers her voice* Has to do with dark circles under the eyes. Insomnia, you know... ((I can't believe she didn't say hi yet!))

The star dropped the pouch of dried marigolds at once and grabbed the human’s hands, lacing his fingers through hers. “Love, I understand your misery! Nothing distresses me more than waking up to such a ghastly sight—oh, but it is so easy to hide them.” His words followed rapidly, one after another. “You can slice cucumbers or raw potatoes and lay them over the eyes when you catnap. Rosewater or a mixture of lemon and tomato juice will do the trick as well. Just be sure to rinse the lemon off afterwards. And almond oil lightens the eyes. Hm, have I forgotten anything?”

He laughed and swung their intertwined hands. “My name is Ezekiel, love, and your eyes are radiant.”

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He bounced a little on his heels. "I would love to visit Pittsburgh and see the gardens. Did they grow roses? They moisturize and renew the skin. Or lavender? It's another essential moisturizer and works regardless of how oily or dry your skin is. And orchids for fragrance, of course. I absolutely adore orchids," the star sighed.

"Never mind the wine," he answered easily. "Let's have juice. I've been talking with so many delightful creatures that I am positively parched. Naturally, love, pink isn't for everyone. Purple shadow will highlight your blue eyes better than a green. A bronze or terracotta would also do the trick if you prefer warmer colors. And I see military jackets with gold buttons and shoulder fringes."

Ezekiel began measuring Alyssa's shoulders and arms as he spoke rapidly in excitement. He did not have nearly enough patience to sew, but he knew people who could. It would be so fun to be in charge of the human's wardrobe for a day, or a week. "What do you think of backless dresses, if flouncy clothes are not to your taste? A floor-length red dress with a diamond-studded band low across your back would be ravishing."

The star listened attentively to the description of the wondrous room, cooing every so often in delight and rapture. "If you have so little faith in your butler, you can replace him with someone more capable of maintaining such a delightful chamber," Ezekiel exclaimed rather petulantly. "Do please let me see it, even if it has fallen out of its former glory. There is beauty in ruin and old things too, Alyssa love."

He tilted his head to the side. "Jedi? Is that the name of some curious creature I have not yet met?" Ezekiel giggled and opened the fan that dangled from his wrist. "My home? It was cold and dreadfully dark, with hardly any company and nothing of interest. It was utterly dull and I'm glad I left it." He snapped the fan shut, serious for a split second, but then another smile crossed his face. "Let's have drinks and watch interesting people. I get such a thrill from watching people."

-pushes through the crowd and somewhat tackles the human's shoes- These are absolutely /breathtaking/, love. DO divulge the name of the one who made them. -clears throat delicately and stands, brushing creases from his dress- I would love to know your name as well.

The Jedi princess nearly jumped as the stranger approached and admired her shoes; needless-to-say, she wasn’t accustom to the doting of strangers over her footwear. 

"Why thank you," AJ replied, with a small laugh. 

"My boots….uhmmm I really don’t know where my grandfather got them, but I can ask him and relay the information to you— if you’d like," she offered with a smile.

"I am Jedi princess Alyssa Liberty, and you my dear friend?" She returned, remembering her manners from Pittsburgh and curtsying before the dressed-up stranger.

"Might I say, your dress flatters you. It is very elegant and your hair…. it’s enough to make a girl jealous. You have fantastic taste in attire," the eighteen year old added. 

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He giggled. "You must be an absolutely warm person, love, I can tell. Do you condition your hair with coconut or olive oil? An egg mask will give you shine and softness you cannot imagine. I recommended it to a dryad the other d--oh, that would be an egg, milk, lemon, and olive oil. Only half a lemon. You don't want any damage. What was I saying?" The star curtsied. "I'm Ezekiel."

"You have the prettiest hair!"

Lucy’s hands ran to touch a lock of her golden hair, auburn in the sun, and she chuckled. “Do I? Why, thank you. I think you have lovely hair, too. I’m Lucy, Lucy Pevensie.”

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I saw these and thought ZEEEEEEEKKKKK babyyyyyy

He laid everything out on Alyssa's bed and began pointing out each item. "This one is a sort of collar-choker piece and I haven't figured out exactly what I'll pair it with, but wouldn't a plunging v-neck be delectably risqué? This silver and turquise collar is angelic, especially if worn over a cute sweater. As for this one, hm, it looks rather like a shawl, doesn't it love? A white, thinly knit sweater, and definitely a topknot for my hair. I really like this necklace, doesn't it give the impression of wintry flowers? I can't decide whether I like white or grey better to pair with it. I do wear a lot of white, but it could be the snowy backdrop for the flowers."

Zek paused to take a breath, giving a momentary, false impression that he was finished, before launching into the last piece of jewelry. "This I found in a sweet little shop, the cashiers were so adorable, and the necklace is simply absolutely my style, don't you think Alyssa? Well, what do you think of them? Please give me your honest opinion."

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A set of stuff to Zek love AJ

The star cooed when he lifted the lid from the box and discovered an exquisite array of multicolored stones that would be perfect with a snowy lace dress. "Love, I am ecstatic," he declared, throwing his arms around Alyssa.

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Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

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The star nodded emphatically. "And potato juice can also soften the skin, amend dark spots, and eradicate blemishes on the face. They provide wonderful cooling and healing for a sunburn--such tragedy, sunburns, aren't they? They can actually lighten--You have?" He giggled and tilted his head slightly so his bangs would fall away from his face. "It's the truth, however. If you ever have a question about anything, love, come to me first. Elizabeth, I adore your name. It exudes a fragrant sort of feeling, if you understand me. Oh, would you like a marigold? They're indispensable for soothing callouses."

Liz: *smiles in a friendly manner* Excuse me, I was wondering if I might ask you for a bit of advice. *lowers her voice* Has to do with dark circles under the eyes. Insomnia, you know... ((I can't believe she didn't say hi yet!))

The star dropped the pouch of dried marigolds at once and grabbed the human’s hands, lacing his fingers through hers. “Love, I understand your misery! Nothing distresses me more than waking up to such a ghastly sight—oh, but it is so easy to hide them.” His words followed rapidly, one after another. “You can slice cucumbers or raw potatoes and lay them over the eyes when you catnap. Rosewater or a mixture of lemon and tomato juice will do the trick as well. Just be sure to rinse the lemon off afterwards. And almond oil lightens the eyes. Hm, have I forgotten anything?”

He laughed and swung their intertwined hands. “My name is Ezekiel, love, and your eyes are radiant.”

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Of course her perfectly courteous requests for quiet only made him fight to bite down a sudden desire to giggle. He pressed his lips together and allowed the corners of his lips to wiggle about until he had calmed down. “I’ll try oh so very hard to be serious, then, love.” Somewhere in the back of his consciousness he knew that it would not end nicely for them if he took the situation too lightly. “But I don’t have a single worry about our safety,” he added, “since I utterly believe in your strength.”

Rather than be discouraged by her noncommittal answer, Zek launched into the subject with full force. “I would love to dab sequins gently onto the eyelids of a queen… no, a swan… a prince of frost, yes. The lights in the theater would refract beautifully when they strike those eyes. I could put some on you as well! Not a lot, perhaps a couple just at the corners.” The sudden burst of sparks startled him and Zek ducked more securely behind Alyssa. “Gold to go with the lovely blue in your eyes.”

His own eyes widened to saucers. “You have a death warrant? Do I have one too? Did you offend someone? ALYSSA love, I adore you, but did you wear corduroy and linen together?" The star pressed a hand over his heart. "I would never issue a death warrant for that, but it almost merits one."

He stepped very cautiously through the created hole, avoiding its red-hot edges. "Is that a promise?" the star asked enthusiastically. He latched onto Alyssa's arm. "I absolutely will find the best stylist for you!" Zek ducked behind her again as more things began flying in the air. "And we can lighten a few strands and give you highlights, again to bring out your eyes. Honey and vinegar would do it, and then of course there is olive oil to prevent your hair from getting dry."

The star lightly held onto Alyssa for support as he examined the bottom of his shoes. "It's alright," he answered with a doleful expression like a forlorn puppy. "I was planning on exchanging these for a new pair that I like better. Thank you," he sighed, as if the sight of his ruined shoes broke his heart. Promptly, however, he perked up again and gently gathered up a section of his dear friend's hair. "Will you entrust your hair to me, love?"

"Why didn't you tell me there wasn't an exit in this hallway? It would have been helpful you know," AJ breathed, trying to formulate a plan B before either of them ended up shot or worse. "Do me a favor Zek, things are about to get ugly- if you know any prayers, you better say them now. We're going to need a miracle." Her voice was interrupted by the hiss and hum of blaster bits zooming past their heads.

"Oh, didn’t I tell you that I’m rubbish when it comes to directions?" The star’s laughter was probably too bright and too loud for either of their safety, but Ezekiel failed to notice. "I don’t pray," he pouted, straightening Alyssa’s sleeve. "I told you I’m agnostic, right?" The rest of his words were cut off by the zip of a blaster that just missed the ends of his hair. Zek immediately began braiding the loose white-blonde strands. "Do you happen to have a hair tie, love?"

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Hani Hulu By: Langston Hues

Detroit, Michigan U.S.A.

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