TALK THAT TALK / ISRAEL

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[STYLE=width: 380px; height: 300px; background-color: #ffffff; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; text-align:justify; padding: 2px;]walking through the doors of cafe montmartre, aalina smiled, a calming feeling washing over her as she relaxed. the past week had been a little hectic for her, and this would be exactly what she needed. she had plans to have tea with one of her best friends, since alex was on tour, rae was like her only friend still in los angeles. they had met through alex, but, the two hit it off right away. and although the cafe wasn't their regular hang out, most often hanging out at a club together more than anything else, it would be a nice change of scenery.

grabbing a small table tucked back into a corner, she sat down, looking around for the familiar face. a young woman, about her age, approached, smiled and asked what she would like to drink. 'ice water, and a gray earl, no sugar, extra cream.' aalina was odd with her tea and coffee, she couldn't stand sugar in either of them. brushing her blond curls back, she pulled her phone out of her purse to check what time she was supposed to be meeting with rae. she had taken extra steps to make sure she was on time, knowing she had no sense of time to her. she had no concept of arriving early, or even on time, just showing up when she felt like it. it was a horrible habit, one that she was trying to work on. one that she had managed to beat that day, arriving early.

adjusting her dress slightly, she shifted in her seat as she waited, both on her friend and her drink. she thought about when all three used to come here; rae, alex, and herself. but with alex on tour, aalina found herself spending more and more time with rae just the two of them. they had always been close, but it was nice to spend time one on one. as the young waitress brought her water out, she smiled, "Thanks,"[/style]
[/style]THANKS TERMINALLYCAIT

[ISRAEL YADIRA MONROE]

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As usually, Israel was running late. She started getting ready later than she should have which had her leaving her house later than she should have. Now she was speeding down the road trying to make up for lost time. But Israel didn’t panic. She never lost her cool when she was running late because at the end of the day, what was a couple minutes? Besides, she was a pro at coming up with excuses as to why she was late in the first place and always had one ready to use in case she needed it. Tardiness was a habit she picked up in middle school and it just stuck, no matter how hard she tried to improve on her timeliness. Israel didn’t bother to text Aalina to let her know that she was going to be late. At this stage in their friendship, Aalina knew better than to expect her on time, especially since she wasn’t the most prompt person herself. By the time she pulled up to the café and parked, she was around ten minutes late.

Israel pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head as she looked around the café for her friend. When her eyes landed on the platinum locks she called out to her. “YOOO LINA!!” Israel was always loud and boisterous, no matter the setting. She walked over, in between tables until she was standing in front of Aalina and the table she’d reserved for them. “How are you?” she said with a smile as she leaned down to hug her and kiss her on the cheek. The two met through Alex, a close mutual friend, but over time developed their own friendship. Israel sat down across from her and hung her purse on the corner of her chair. She debated whether or not to pull out an excuse as to why she was late but decided against it. “Sorry I’m late.” She left it at that then asked the water to bring her Perrier with lemon. The only time she put tap water in her mouth was when she was brushing her teeth.

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[STYLE=width: 380px; height: 300px; background-color: #ffffff; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; text-align:justify; padding: 2px;]She looked up from her phone as she heard the familiar voice call her name. Aalina smiled, waving the pink haired girl over to where she was sitting. Rae seemed to have a different hair color every week, something she seemed to envy. Aalina wasn't brave enough to stray from her customary bleached blonde locks she had become known for. "Wonderful, love. How are you?" As they at back down, and she was once again comfortable in her seat, she took a sip of her water, watching the same girl that had taken her order making her way back to their table; this time with her tea. "Don't worry about it, I'm shocked I wasn't late as well." Lina admitted, offering her a friendly smile and a small shrug. So, it was something they had in common, among the many things. She was pretty sure people had taken to giving her the wrong time so she would arrive at the correct one.

Rae was her go to girlfriend when she needed to vent, or have a bitch session. She was that friend that was a great listener, a sounding board, but there was always the chance that whatever was said to her wouldn't just stay between the two of you. "So, what's new in Rae's world?" Aalina asked, taking a sip of her tea. It wasn't like her mum's but, it was would do. They had had their tea date set for a week or so, but she was thankful that they were spending some time together. She wanted to talk to her about something that had happened that week, but, she want to do so in person.

Aalina wasn't sure if she knew she was at the center of a topic causing tension between Alex and herself or not, but, she soon would. Alex had confronted her on a subject of a friend of her's, one that she said she learned about through Israel. It wasn't a big issue, one that Lina honestly didn't care about. She knew what her intentions were, and where she stood. She just wanted to clear the air, never being one for drama. "There's something I've been meaning to ask you about, also." Might as well rip the bandaid off, no use in beating around the bush. [/style]
[/style]THANKS TERMINALLYCAIT

[ISRAEL YADIRA MONROE]

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Being a hairstylist and makeup artist had its perks. Unless she was working on a large project, Israel could create her own hours. She worked when she wanted to which left her with time to do things, like meet up with Aalina for tea, in the middle of the day. Israel worked hard and always had a lot of appointments lined up but she felt it was important to do little things for herself from time to time to keep her mind right. It was amazing what a little tea date could do for her sanity. With everything that she had going on, it was easy to get overwhelmed, but Israel enjoyed life to the best of her abilities and surrounded herself with good people. When the waitress came back with her water it was poured into a tall glass and the excess was left in the bottle on the table. Before she could leave Israel ordered a cup of green passion tea. Grabbing tea wasn’t something she really started doing until she met Aalina. It was a cute outing that was very British of her friend. But it was different and fun and gave the two ladies a really good opportunity to catch up.

“Not a damn thing,” she replied with a laugh. Israel took a sip of her water before continuing. “I’m just living. On my grind. What about you though? I heard you’re designing costumes for Justice League. That’s pretty awesome.” Israel talked a bit fast. It was a habit she’d picked up as a young girl. In school the teachers limited the amount of time she had to talk since she was so loquacious, but she soon learned that all she had to do was learn to talk a little faster. After a while the habit sort of stuck. “From what I can tell you’ve got way more going on than I do.” The waitress brought out her tea which Israel accepted with a smile. It was still too hot to drink so she set it down on the table and turned her attention back to Aalina. Her ears perked up a bit when she mentioned that there was something she wanted to talk to her about. With her friends, that could mean a variety of things but most often, either she had information they wanted, or wanted to know if she’d spilled the beans about something. Israel knew she was a talker, something she felt she couldn’t help. But it was never her intention to hurt anyone by the things she said or revealed. She quickly wracked her brain to see if she could figure it out before Aalina announced it. “What’s on your mind, babe?” Nothing stood out.

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[STYLE=width: 380px; height: 300px; background-color: #ffffff; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; text-align:justify; padding: 2px;]Taking a quick sip of her tea, she offered a smile as Rae spoke. Always quick, Aalina had learned early on to keep up, often being lost within their conversations at the start. "Yeah, it's a step up from being in the wardrobe department." She really was excited for her new job, excited for the possibilities that Justice League could open up. The down fall was the casting, ghost from her past haunting her. For the longest time, that's how she saw him, a ghost, someone that had once had a place in her life, but no more. But now she was faced with their paths crossing once more, and as much as she wanted to run and quit her newest job, she couldn't turn down the opportunity. Lina would just have to grow up, and put the past behind her.

"Way more than I want," She breathed out, absentmindedly stirring her tea, watching the waitress bring Israel's tea. Aalina couldn't wrap her mind around it, how she went from this seemingly invisible girl, never having issue, just going day by day, trying to move up in the world of fashion and the industry. To now her name in gossip blogs, friends accusing her of things, dealing with past demons, it was all out of the blue and it was starting to take a toll. Thankfully, she had friends, Rae being a main source of support. Tavin had become her stress relief, and Jedidiah just made her smile. As her mind mulled over the different people in her life, she stopped on Alex, not sure how to classify her anymore. "Might as well get to the point. What did you tell Alex about me and Jed?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Aalina felt foolish. Why did she care? Or why did she feel the need to bring it up? She was starting to feel silly, taking a sip of her tea once more, as if it would make her feel better. The two really were just friends, though, she wouldn't deny the man was attractive. She was a flirt, whether it be with a friend, or someone she barely knew, and she was starting to see that that was some of the issue. At least Jed hadn't said anything to her about it, something she was thankful for. How was she to explain that her close friends liked to read into things? [/style]
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[ISRAEL YADIRA MONROE]

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For years, Israel had been working with high profile celebrities as her clients. When a celebrity got a haircut, it was more than a haircut. It was a style, a look that set trends. Whatever she did for them had to be unique and really capture them as people. Celebrities had an image to sell and part of that image was the hair. The same could be said for makeup. Certain celebrities had signature makeup looks that she helped create. She worked with everyone from singers, to actors, to socialites and loved every second of it. There were some clients that were a nightmare to work with but Israel kept a smile on her face and tried to talk through the appointment until it was over. But those bad apples were few and far between. Israel loved most of her clients and considered a lot of them to be good friends. And it was those good friends that recommended her to work on the set of television shows and films. She’d only been doing that for a few years but it was a great experience and gave her the creative freedom to try new things. Makeup and hair for the camera was similar to makeup for the stage and the red carpet, but depending on the film, she should really get wild with it.

“I actually am in talks with working out a deal for Justice League, myself.” Aalina was the first person she’d told. Since it wasn’t finalized she didn’t want to jinx it. If chosen, Israel would be the head stylist for the hair and makeup department, deciding what looks would work for each character, having a few assistants working under her. “It’s probably similar to what you’re doing but on the hair and makeup side.” Israel really wasn’t too worried. Her reputation as a styling professional preceded her. And if she didn’t it was no sweat off her back. Israel took not of how exasperated Aalina sounded and made a mental note to ask her about it later. Her tea must have cooled off some by now. Israel stirred it with a honey stick and blew on it before taking a precautionary sip. When she decided it was cool enough, she took another before setting it back down on the table. Having tea was so sophisticated and fun. She loved these tea dates with her girlfriends. A lot of her conversing went on when she was styling, but she maintained friendships outside of the chair and with people that she didn’t work for.

Before answering Aalina’s question, Israel took another sip of her tea in an attempt to buy some time. She honestly couldn’t even remember having that conversation. “Um, I don’t think I said anything. Cross my heart.” She shrugged and put the half-empty teacup back on the small table. “But If I did, I just said that you were friends. That’s the truth, isn’t it?” She wasn’t sure what Alex could’ve told Aalina but it was typical for people to blame her for false rumors, if it was even a rumor at all. And Israel wanted to get the bottom of it. Israel knew that Alex and Jedidiah were exes, but Alex seemed so far removed from their past that she often forgot the two were ever together. “What did she say I said?” This situation had the potential to turn very “Gossip Girl” very fast.

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[STYLE=width: 380px; height: 300px; background-color: #ffffff; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; text-align:justify; padding: 2px;]If she were completely honest with herself and her friend, she would admit that she wasn't as excited for Justice League as she should have been. With her recent go at a music career, and her personal life suddenly being shocked to life, she had fallen behind on her designs. Aalina's typically structured lifestyle was falling apart, nothing going as planned anymore. Sure she had issues with time and loved to party and drink more than she should have, but she normally was pretty good at keeping things organized and on top of everything. Unfortunately, it seemed that was no longer the case. Guilt washed over her as she thought of the last few designs she needed to finish and the sizing she had coming up. She was a perfectionist that needed perfecting herself.

"Really? How exciting!" She tried to sound happy for her, she really did. But with her thoughts consumed by her own selfish worries, it somehow didn't come across that way. "It'll be fun to work together." She added as an extra push, with a smile as a cherry on top. If Israel did land the job, it would be Lina's saving grace. She was already dreading working with a few choice people, but, Rae would be the silver lining around the dark cloud. She hated that she hadn't even been on set yet and was already dreading it. How could she let someone ruin something she had worked so hard for? It was pathetic, honestly. Bringing her cup of tea to her lips, she paused, just smelling the warm citrus and honey. It was an act that she had picked up as a child, when the liquid was too hot for her to taste, she would smell it. Her eyes darted around the small tea shop, people watching the few that were there. Another habit from childhood.

Finally bringing her attention back to Rae, she noticed the silence after her question. She wondered if she was trying to recall the conversation or if she was trying to come up with a false answer. Aalina brushed the thought aside though, choosing to believe the best in her friend. Wasn't that what friends were supposed to do? She always wanted to believe the best in people, choosing to turn a blind eye in order to keep her opinion based on certain people. "Yes, it is," She answered. The two were friends, and had been friends for quite some time. She had never thought she would be having to defend a friendship, or deflect accusations of having feelings or wanting something more; at least not with Jedidiah. "It really isn't that big of a deal, love. I just thought to bring it up to clear the air." She feared her questioning would stir up a larger storm, and wished to avoid it as much as possible. "So, tell me more about Justice League,"[/style]
[/style]THANKS TERMINALLYCAIT

[ISRAEL YADIRA MONROE]

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Theatrical makeup application was something that Israel knew how to do well but didn’t get many opportunities to exercise her skills. Majority of her work in makeup revolved around live television, red carpet appearances, or any occasion that celebs just didn’t feel like doing it themselves. The hair makeup for the Justice League would allow Israel to exercise more creativity and an opportunity to think outside of the box. The show would allow her to experiment with more colors and styles that she didn’t get to use on her everyday clients. She was really excited to be doing something different. And she would be working closely with Aalina, making sure that the looks she created coordinated with her costume designs. The cast was large and because of its nature would require a lot of work from the both of them. The Justice League was a comic book classic. In order to do their jobs right they had to put a modern twist on the classic looks without straying too far from the originals. It would be a challenge to keep the avid fans as happy as the new ones, but Israel had confidence in both of their abilities.

Israel gave a shrug at Aalina’s explanation. “You sure?” Israel knew that there had to be more to the story. She barely even remembered talking to Alex about Jedidiah at all. She knew a bit about her relationship with him, but Alex seemed to have moved on a long time ago. Aalina obviously maintained a close friendship with the rapper, one that Israel kept her eye on. It was interesting to see how she interacted with him, especially considering her on-again off-again relationship with De’Sean. Israel did her best to keep up with what was going on in the lives of Hollywood’s elite and newcomers and somehow Aalina found herself mixed up in all of it. Though she wasn’t exactly making headlines, her relationships did raise a few eyebrows. Israel ate that shit up. “It’s weird that she’d even mention it,” Israel pressed on. She would probably have to dig a little deeper to find out the reason that Jedidiah was striking up so much conversation. The last she’d even heard about him was that he’d moved back to New York. The information came from none other than Bernadette, or more widely known as ‘Bijou, that crazy bitch’. According to Bijou, the two were potentially rekindling an old fling. Her good friend was a drama queen much like herself so she knew better than to take everything she said too seriously. However, this story had the potential to hold some truth so she was keeping her eyes and ears open.

“What do you think of Camden Carter as the director?” Israel asked as she crossed one leg over the other. She really wanted to know what Israel thought of the man in general. Both women were fans of his music and it was no secret that they thought he was beyond attractive. The talented man was also acting as one of the television series’ directors which had surprised Israel. She took a sip of her tea before explaining the reason for her inquiry. “I think it will be really interesting to work with him. I didn’t realize he was a man of so many trades and he sure as hell isn’t bad to look at either.”

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