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– cody fern (avatars).

credit téthys.

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"Thank you, I know I'm perfection." Flattery, that would always get Ryder into a good mood. They smiled a bit bashfully, looking over the nails the young woman spoke about. "Fuck, that definitely needs help. C'mere, girl. I'll take good care of you." Gesturing for her to follow him, he moved to his workstation and pulled out the chair a bit so she could sit down. "So far, everyone's been absolutely perfect. Well, besides some bitch who loves causing shit with me but that's our thing. Frenemies, y'know?" He winked, starting up the finger spas while also pulling out his go-to kit for removing acrylics.

"Could you save a poor darling, my friend? Broke a nail doing inventory and its been a stressful day - figured the cure was a proper manicure far away from carboard boxes and jar of pickle relish and mustard. Can’t be more stunning than you, Ryder.” Imogen smile despite the pain radiating in their finger, nearly ready to cry at the broken nail. “How has your shift been, people treating you alright? If not you send them my way, make their chili extra spicy or the salt may go missing on their table”

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Sipping his drink again, he smiled softly to them while thinking of talents. He had many, especially when it came to appearances, but he could never make a good cup of coffee. It was a rarity he even cooked so why would he need to make coffee? He was a vampire for fuck's sake. Besides, he liked the environment of this cafe. It reminded him of a more pleasant time in New York. "And your talent is exactly what I need to help me through this day." Winking playfully, he took a sip from his cup once more before licking his lips a bit. "Ugh, I wish! I think I'll have that when I go to Purgatory. But I will say that ginger and citrus tea sounds stunning as well." Looking them over slowly, his brow raised and gace a pensive smirk. "May I ask if you've got a long shift ahead of you or are you off early? Since you've been kind, I wouldn't mind giving you a discount on your next manicure done by me at Beautello."

the bitter liquid saps some of the irritation from her system, replacing it with an easy contentedness. taking another sip, a half-smile tugs at the corners of their mouth. "gotta have a talent for something, right ??" sure, they preferred the idea that they were a good potion maker...or herbologist...but top notch barista was what paid the bills. "mm, if we had a liquor license i'd say an irish coffee - hair of the dog is good for any late night recovery." the witch murmurs, abandoning her cup on the counter. "but since we don't...we got these new guatemalan beans in. real rich chocolatey flavour. or a ginger & citrus tea blend is good for a natural herbal boost."

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Seeing Rosalie smile and mentioned what colors, Ryder smirked and gave her a slight wink to show what she meant. "I think I've got the perfect set for you. C'mon." Gesturing for her to follow, he started to make his way over to his workstation before pulling out the chair gently so she could sit down. "Dark red, possibly crimson? Glitter, or more iridescent?" They inquired while he sat down as well.

rosalie was in an amazing mood so, of course, she decided to treat herself. she came to beautello quite often for one reason or another. "hmm, i do believe i want a fresh, new set of acrylics." a small smirk spread across her face. "i'm thinking something with dark red, maybe some glitter?" her appearance was always top notch and she owed a lot of it to this place.

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Seeing the coffee, Ryder smiled and gave the woman a wink. "You know I would never say 'glowing' as I've been slapped many a time for that one. From what I gather, people say that when a woman or someone afab is pregnant." He admitted, taking a sip from his coffee she brought them and sighed at the taste. "Literally perfect." Winking once, he chuckled and looked over her nails as she'd already been making her way to his station. "I can easily put a few Swarovski crystals in your middle fingers if you'd like? Give some flare when flipping the bird."

After she'd made herself comfortable on her own, he sat down and started to set up the items he'd need for all she needs. Ryder took out the container of Swarovski crystals he had so Kiraz could pick what she'd want to use. "I've also got some gold leaf to go with the lavender. Unlike last time, of course. Amazon lost my last batch I bought."

        IF THERE WAS ANYTHING that Kiraz learned while she was just starting out at Purgatory, it was that keeping up with appearances was crucial. But, several years ago, and due to her circumstances, she didn't have the means or the time. She's come a long way from ripped jeans that were a size too big or a sweater she thrifted several years ago that had lost its colour and threads were popping out. Thick hair was oily and unwashed. Kiraz leans against the counter, pushing a medium black coffee towards him. ❛ Ryder, baby, I don't even get a ‘ hi, kiraz! wow, what a cute shirt, and can i mention you're absolutely glowing! ’ or something along those lines. ❜ Kiraz plays up a pout while shrugging off her fitted blazer and drapes it over her usual chair. ❛ I'll be getting a fill and a new design. I still love the light lavender colour but, there's something missing? I need a little more ─ umph. ❜ Sitting in the chair one leg crosses over the other. ❛ I'm thinking of a few sparkles, a diamond or two. ❜

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Hearing the woman's request, Ryder blinked a few times and looked over the schedule. She was definitely new to town or at least new to this salon. "I would love to but I'm not trained in that trade just yet as I'm the nail technician. But, I can squeeze you in their schedule in about an hour as that's our only slot that's open for them today. In the meantime, I can always give you a manicure while you wait?" Ryder offered as they looked up to her with a soft smile.

Self-care had always been high on her priority, a carefully cultivated round of treatments, routines and maintenance on her long blonde hair that had cost her a ridiculous amount of money in Paris and New York, but whilst here had to be cheaper, she was more than a little nervous at the prospect of trying somewhere new. She knew her stylists, they had worked together for years.

As she walked in to see the staff member, she offered a breezy smile and hoped that she came across calmer than she felt that moment. "I know this is last minute, but I'm desperate for a treatment, a trims, maybe a few highlights, do you have time?"

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Four? Ryder wanted him to be in that chair all day but he wasn't going to voice that. "Four hours should do the trick if you want these puppies baby soft and not scratch a lover's skin." They said with a chuckle, placing his hand on the other's to feel every crack in the skin. Ryder's own was soft, smooth in each brush of a finger. Why wouldn't it be that way? He was a nail technician and touched people's hands all day long. No one wants rough hands on them when getting a manicure.

"I do but today is a bit of an open schedule so you're lucky, handsome." Looking up and letting his gaze lock on the other's, Ryder smiled and gave a playful wink. Though, as he heard the other say his friend's name, he gave a surprised look and smiled. "Molly! An absolute gem of a client! Patient, tips heavy. So what is it you do for work?" Ryder inquired as he placed the other's hands into the finger spas so he could get some motion out to work on the rough skin.

He chuckled. "It's alright, I was told I needed to spend at least four hours in a chair here if I ever wanted my hands to get back in shape." He took a seat and nodded. "If I didn't work on construction sites most of the time, I would've agreed to a matte black or something." He mumbled, holding his hands out.

"Thanks. I know you're usually supposed to make appointments." He grumbled with a nod. "One of my co workers is the reason I'm here. She told me she comes in every month. Molly?" He asked, maybe they knew her. She was nice and was always asking Silas if he ate lunch.

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Seeing the bottle of polish, his eyes widened at the color. "Holy fuck." He said, taking it into his hands and looking over the color. "This is seriously gorgeous! Where did you get it so I can buy some in bulk?" There was no doubt that Ryder was a fan of warmer colors but sometimes a blue or green caught his eye. This was definitely one of them. "I can include some Van Gogh design with some of my other colors and keep the nails shorter than normal so they don't get too messed up from the sculpting."

Placing the polish down, he took her hands into their own and looked over each one. "Yeah, you'll need them shorter and I'll make sure to put an extra coat of clear so it doesn't chip so easily. How's that sound?"

A grin the size of a planet lit her features before she followed Ryder over to his station. Plucking a single vile of polish from her pocket, she presented it to him like a prize. "Blue this time," she insisted before taking a seat, "I picked that one out from my little collection this morning. It gives me starry night vibes." Van Gogh was one of her favorite artists and she was always trying to emulate the feelings of his art into her daily life - he was just another one of the many artists she admired.

"Sculpting," she explained, grimacing as she looked down at her chipped nails, "I'm trying my hand at it." It was going somewhat successfully, she thought, but was trying her patience. Still, she enjoyed the exercise.

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– cody fern (avatars).

credit téthys.

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"I mean, that's true, but everyone can be made to look like the planets would stop for them with my work." He winked, his gaze then going to her fingers as he saw them. Tsking lightly, he guided her around the corner and over to his work station. Letting go of her hand, he gestured for her to sit after moving the chair out so she wouldn't have to do it herself.

Ryder began to set up the finger spas he had before smiling to her. "Pick what colors you want and I'll make sure your hands look as if they're insured for hand modeling." He chuckled while looking over her nails, placing them gently into the warm bubbling lavender oil infused water. "So, what had your hands this messy lately?"

"oh but i'm already stunning, wouldn't you agree?" batting her eyelashes at him, lizzie wore a smirk that softened into a grin at the sight of ryder. "if i were any prettier people would stop in the street and then we'd have a huge roadblock and the possibility of several accidents on our hands." she was only joking, of course, as she wasn't that vain.

"but seriously, i'm in need of a manicure really badly." holding her nail out for him to see, they were in rough shape once again. she put her hands through a lot of things - art and writing, for one.

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Smiling at Marionette's words, he waved for her to follow him so they could sit at his station. Pulling the chair out for her a bit, he moved behind his desk and sat down while pulling out all of the necessary items he'd need. "Say no more, darling. You'll get the Ryder special." Setting up the finger spas and all of his tools, he looked over his tools to make sure everything was right. Taking her hands into his, he started to take off the original nails gently.

"So, I already know you're dying to find out who's been in my seat just today. Two men, both gorgeous, one straight, the other not sure. But fuck me sideways were they stunners." He laughed softly, starting to take off any leftover residue from the acrylics.

One of her favorite things to do, especially after a stressful shift in the ER, was to get her nails done by Ryder. She wouldn't say she played favorites in many areas of her life...but this was definitely one. You could scarcely find a time when she didn't have an appointment booked with her favorite vampiric nail expert. He kept her nails looking envy worthy, even in her line of work.

She beamed brightly when she spotted the other, Marionette leaning on the counter. "You can work that acrylic magic of yours, that's how darlin'." The woman grinned, wiggling the fingers on one hand up in the air. "And it's dealer's choice today, I want to see whatever that creative head of yours has been dying to try."

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Oh sweet Heaven he was a looker. Ryder only smiled a bit wider at the thought of helping this tough guy out. As soon as the man held up his hands, they knew exactly what he needed. "Oh I can help in more ways than one with these puppies. C'mon, this way." Walking straight to his station after adjusting the chair for the man, he sat in his own chair and started to get everything set up. "You're gonna be sitting here for a bit but I know I can get each digit to be as smooth as silk." The finger spas were out and he already had lotion ready to go. "Figured you might not want a color but I can do a clear polish to keep your nails strong. How's that sound?"

Silas smiled as he walked into Beautello. "Well, shit. Uh... I was told I have to come here and get my hands fixed up." He lifted them up and frowned. He didn't care what his friends said, his hands were like this from hard word and labour. He didn't care that they looked like they were about to fall off any second.

"I know, they look bad. I've been told a few times to come by and well, I finally got the time." He said with a shrug. He grunted as he thought about how he could be doing something completey different this afternoon, rather than getting his nails done. He put his hands down. "So, can you help?" He asked the other.

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do you ever think about leaving town? ; have you ever lied to someone you love? ; music or poetry?

"Fuck no. I'm never leaving. I'd have to meet my final death before I'd leave this place." Hearing the other questions, he sighed and continued to work on the person's nails. "You're super nosy. It's cute. People all lie, it doesn't matter if it's to someone they love or not. It just depends on what lie you're inquiring about. The last question? Poetry can be music just as music can be poetry as they're both art in their own right. I still would prefer a good song over someone reading me a soliloquy, though."