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feelgoodmods (feelgoodmods) wrote, @ 2009-06-03 14:25:00

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Hinata App~ [4] swankysoul.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 07:26 pm UTC (link)

The next day she arranged to go stay with some of her relatives in Nevada, determined to make it out on her own, even though it quickly became obvious how sheltered of a life she had lived. She was bombarded by the overuse of technology, having never used a computer often or even having owned a cellphone. Since she had never had a reason to get a driver’s license, she found herself lost on the public transportation system, often having to rely on the (often just as bad) directions of locals. And since she didn’t want to ask her family for anything, she would need a job. She had money saved up, had applied for various scholarships so that she could attend a local college, but there was only so long the money would last and she didn’t want to impose on her distant relatives for longer than she needed to. However with no work experience to speak of, her options were limited, and unfortunately, working at a fast food establishment wouldn’t pay the rent. She saw an ad for becoming a massage therapist, and after passing all the classes and earning her certificate, she landed a job at the spa inside of Feel Good Inc. It took a while for her to figure out what exactly Feel Good Inc. does, but as long as no one from home asks too intimately about where she works, she can bear it. And the place makes her feel creative like no other. Like any curious girl who’s had no experience in the subject, she likes to write ‘scripts’, and she’s written at least three since coming to work at Feel Good Inc. Not that anyone will ever know, because she keeps them under lock and key. Personality : The first thing, and usually the only thing before their attention is directed quickly elsewhere, that people tend to notice about Hinata is that she is incredibly shy. While she doesn’t stutter anymore unless she is very nervous or angry, she still has trouble meeting anyone’s eyes and tends to twiddle her fingers nervously. She speaks in a rather hushed voice, so that it’s hard for anyone to really hear her, and at social gatherings she’s the person who is stuck in a corner, and venturing towards the snack bar is a huge accomplishment for her. Because she is so shy, she finds it very hard to make friends, or indeed stand out at all. It is also fairly obvious to anyone who sees her that she is very insecure about herself. She rarely voices an opinion, and if someone was to disagree with her, usually she will drop the subject or just agree with the other person. Off hand negative remarks about her person can get her down for far longer than any positive ones will lift her up, and unfortunately, she tends to listen more to people who say bad things about her than those who try to tell her good things about herself. After all, most of her life she’s been shuttled to the side or been told she isn’t good at anything, so why should now be any different? She is also very cautious about meeting new people, and tends to have the rather odd habit of observing people and picking out the people she believes she could be good friends with. If she could ever work up the courage to approach them. As such, she tends to build up people to be something that they perhaps are not, based merely on the few times she sees them with someone else, and even if they probably have no idea who she is, she would consider them a good friend. Or at least, a good person who would make a good friend. And though she wouldn’t say no to being friends with anyone, those people she seeks out are those that she holds in higher regard, for whatever reason. For the most part, Hinata is also a very inhibited individual, whether by personal choice or because she was encouraged to be so. While she can have fun, often it takes a bit of coaxing to get her out of her shell, and even then she can only do so around people she trusts. And there aren’t a lot of people she trusts. She’s the type that would rather never put herself out there to enjoy herself if it means that she won’t get humiliated. She’s working on getting better about that though. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Hinata App~ [5] swankysoul.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 07:30 pm UTC (link)

Stubborn to a fault, once Hinata sets her mind on doing something, she’ll follow it through until she sees its end, regardless of the obstacles. And on the rare occasions she does get into a serious disagreement, she will hold her ground, especially over things she considers important and others consider trivial. When she decides to be mule headed, no one can talk her into seeing things differently. Lastly, Hinata is horribly dense. Chalk it up to leading a rather sheltered life, but when it comes to innuendo or flirtation, Hinata is for the most part, clueless. She also likes to believe she isn’t as obvious as she is, and while she might believe that she isn’t blushing too bad around someone she likes, it’s not too hard for anyone to guess how she might feel about that person. However, for the people willing to put in the time to get to know her better, Hinata is a kind, polite, and caring person. She treats everyone she meets with respect, and has the annoying habit of calling everyone ‘Mr.’ or ‘Ms.’ until she’s been corrected multiple times. She’d rather be known as polite than as that rude quiet girl. She also goes out of her way to be kind to people she hasn’t met before, and while perhaps she’s not the most out going person, Hinata is not the type to backstab or talk bad about anyone. She finds such behavior deplorable, and she likes to avoid unnecessary confrontation. And being polite and bowing and smiling and apologizing seems like the quickest way to squirm out of it if it does come her way. Hinata is a very disciplined person, mostly due to the strictness she’s dealt with most of her life. She has a set schedule she adheres to every day, and there’s little room for deviations. She can stop herself from buying silly little trinkets she know she won’t use, and is slowly learning how to make do with juggling school, work, and having enough time to do all the activities she’s grown up with, namely ballet and karate. As hectic as it sounds, she’s slowly becoming accustomed to it, and sticking to it stubbornly. And going hand in hand with her disciplined nature, Hinata is also extremely organized. She’s the type of person who cannot work in clutter and needs to keep everything neat and clean. This means her work station is usually immaculate, her school binders are labeled neatly, and her apartment is spotless. To keep up with her demanding schedule, she doesn’t have time to look through mess or try to thumb through notes before a test so she can review. In fact, she tends to lay out clothes the day before she wears them so she doesn’t have to rush in the morning to pick out something nice. The only way she could be anymore organized was if she wore day of the week underwear. The type of person to look out for others, Hinata is also pretty thoughtful. If someone is having a hard time, she likes to bake for them, or write them an encouraging note. She is great at remembering birthdays, makes it a point to remember at least a few facts about each of the people she interacts with on a daily basis, and always inquires about how people are doing. A trait that Hinata tends to pride herself on is how patient she is, whether it is to waiting for her father’s approval or getting through a rough patch in her life. She likes to repeat the mantra that this too, will pass, so long as she can patiently wait through it. Lastly, Hinata is a very loyal person. Once you’ve become one of her important people, she’ll never abandon you and do her best to never harm you. She’ll stand up for you and protect you to the death. She is also a tad more spontaneous amongst people she trusts, and one can never really be sure what she will do. Likes: Ballet, cooking, baking, oldies, singing along with the radio when no one else is around, cleaning, purple, animals, baggy clothes, sunny days, cinnamon rolls, being able to relax, working, romance novels, shows like Ugly Betty, friendly people, Marvin Gaye, laughing, pop music, writing, hammocks, people who smile a lot, flowers, and psychology. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Hinata App~ [6] swankysoul.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 07:32 pm UTC (link)

Dislikes: Seafood, fighting, confrontation, bottled water, swimming, parties, early mornings, shows like Gossip Girl, rap music, dresses, doing laundry, Slipknot, jewelry, stress, taxis, having nothing to do, ‘happy ending’ massages, action movies, coffee, windy days, bullies, dark alleyways, and English classes, because usually you have to give presentations. Sample Post: First Person I finally got a new cellphone today! I’m so behind on the times, it’s a bit embarrassing. The salesman was kind enough to explain to me all the features (they can take videos now, it’s pretty amazing) and how to navigate through all the buttons. He must have thought that I’d lived under a rock, he kept looking at me so oddly. But you know what they say. Better to be a fool for five minutes by asking questions than to remain a fool forever by keeping quiet. The salesman even threw in a cute cellphone charm too since he said I seemed like the type of girl who would appreciate it. It’s the same shade of purple as the cellphone, and has about three beads. It’s really pretty, and I couldn’t thank him enough, and no matter how many times I gave him money to pay for it, he wouldn’t accept it. He was really nice. Would it be weird to go back tomorrow and give him a gift in return? He did say he liked sweets, and it’s been a while since I baked. Besides, I probably made him miss his lunch break since he was helping me for so long… I’ll go back tomorrow then, and hopefully it won’t be too odd. Which reminds me, I should probably make a list of things to do tomorrow. It seems like no matter how much I do in a day I still have enough errands to last a week. It’s nice though, keeping busy and doing everything on my own for a change, even though something as simple as a trip to get a new cellphone took all day. Father always said I did everything too slow, compared to how quickly Hanabi and Neji picked things up, but I’m starting to find that I have my own pace, and even if it’s not as grand as theirs, it’s comfortable and it works for me. Hopefully I’ll get to where I’m going in my own time. It’s a lot less stressful that way. [OOC: I’m aware there are no stutters, but who types like that?] Third Person Hinata kneaded her client’s back carefully, making sure to spread the massage oil evenly, the smell of pine assailing her senses. It was quiet in the room except for the sound of the client’s breathing, the soft classical music playing in the background, and the soft ticking of the clock that faced a client’s feet so that they could, for a short session, forget about time and just relax. And the room, done in hues of relaxing blues and whites, coupled with the comfortably padded blue table costumers rested on, had helped lull more than one person to sleep. Not that Hinata minded, and in fact took it as a compliment. These people had some of the most physically grueling jobs, and it was Hinata’s duty to make sure that their bodies were taken care of so that they could continue. If she managed to make them relaxed enough that they could fall asleep, she was doing her job right. While at first she had flushed horribly whenever a man had come in to get a massage, she was slowly getting over it. People were people, and even men had aches and pains that could be soothed by her hands. Hands, that her teacher had praised her, had a healing touch. It was one of the few compliments her teacher had given out, and Hinata had been pleased to receive it, and worked all the harder to make sure her teacher wouldn’t ever regret saying something so kind to her. Bodies were bodies, all made up of the same muscles, tissues, cells, and bones, so it shouldn’t matter to a good massage therapist if they were male or female. They were in need of maintenance and she could help. Her watch chirped cheerfully, marking the end of the session, and Hinata smiled a bit ruefully. Well, help for as long as they paid. As much as she would like to, she couldn’t afford to take on charity cases. At least, not while she was here at the spa. “Excuse me,” Hinata started, shaking his shoulder gently to wake him, “this session is-.” (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Hinata App~ [7: FIN] swankysoul.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 07:33 pm UTC (link)

“How much for more?” The man asked gruffly, face still buried in the cushions, and Hinata was surprised by how alert he sounded. Maybe he hadn’t been sleeping at all… “I-I’m sorry, but I’m already booked for today. You can make an appointment for-.” But the man was sitting up, eyeing Hinata critically. Then as if deciding something he smirked at her. “How much do you charge for a little extra?” He asked, and Hinata could only look at him in confusion, still a bit confused as to what he was asking for. They had already had a pretty long session, and she had to get ready for the next booking. She really couldn’t give him any extra time. “You know, a happy ending?” He stated, slowly, and in a tone of voice that automatically seemed to assume that the person the statement was directed had mental deficiencies. A happy ending…? Like a fairy tale? He wanted her to tell him a story? “I… I don’t think I know any fairy tales off the top of my head.” Hinata said, apologetically, a bit nervous under the intense scrutiny of the man’s gaze, and for a moment the man looked like he was about to get angry. But to her relief, he just laughed and got dressed. He paused at the door, giving her one last look, shaking his head, and chuckled as he left. Hinata stood there for a moment, dumbstruck, wondering just what was so funny. Maybe she should ask one of her cousins what he meant. They were savvier with sayings than she was, though they were trying to teach her. [Sorry about all the comment fail, gah.] (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ACCEPTED!! feelgoodmods 2009-06-13 06:25 am UTC (link)
	Welcome to Feel Good, INC.! You'll find everything you need to get settled in right here. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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