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Texting || Briella & Sandro
Sandro: A little. It was a weird circumstances but it was still nice to meet you.
Sandro: Every work day. Sometimes on weekends. I don't always work weekends though.
Briella: Thank you. I agree. It wouldn't have been what I would have chosen, but you made it more than bearable.
Briella: He won't need so much water, try every other day and before you water touch the soil with your finger to test whether or not the soil is already moist.
“Tough crowd today,” Ciro mused, holding his hat out to one of the passerbys who’d stood around to listen to him croon out a couple of songs. “Care to contribute to keeping the art of real music alive?” he asked with a wink.
Briella reached into her purse and pulled out a singular note. “Your music is rather soothing.” She told him her usual neutral expression painted on her face.
Texting || Briella & Sandro
Sandro: Hey there. Remember me? Sort of random. We met at the speed dating thing.
Sandro: So you gave me this cute plant. He's been doing pretty good but just the other day some of his leaves started turning brown.
Sandro: Is he okay? Is that normal?
Briella: Yes I do. You were the one who also seemed a little uncomfortable.
Briella: That's not normal. However you're lucky I'm an expert. How much have you been watering him?
Research || Open Chat
emiliocapulet:
“Oh, yes. Of course. Please please-” Emilio moved some of the papers that were scattered to give the woman room to set her things down.
“You’re kinder than I probably deserve.” Briella told him without any hint of a joke. as she placed her findings on the table and adjusted the cups in her hand. “It’s ironic that I’m already somewhat struggling with managing my roles, and now they’re clashing even in my hands.” She mused.
Research || Open Chat
Emilio was enjoying the evening air outside of the cafe at one of their tables. He was typing away notes about the latest discovery with a specific physics theory. He was engrossed and didn’t hear the person speak to him until they said something a second time. “Oh, I’m sorry. What did you say?”
Briella was balancing the folder that she had created on grape saplings to present to the Madam and a tray of coffees. It was a harder job than she had anticipated, and so she had found herself requesting that the man sat at the table beside her temporarily hold the folder. “I apologise I was being presumptuous, I was hoping I could put my folder down on your table so that i could readjust a few things.” She explained.
Dino’s early morning run was sometimes the only thing that kept him sane. Being able to beat the pavement in a routine that gave him some sort of discipline– he wasn’t sure he would do very well without it. That morning he ran for longer, knowing he didn’t need to be at the station. Stopping, Dino rested a hand against the wall and took a few even breaths. He offered a slight smile at the person who approached him, “Lovely morning… Isn’t it? Seems it’s warming up.”
Briella had been bent down adjusting the planting of a few flowers, she’d passed them on her way to work one morning and noted that they were planted in the wrong way and had gotten up early to fix it. “It is, it’s time to change winter set up for your plants into spring ones.”
mdmecelesteromano:
“Do you enjoy walking amongst the blind, sweet thing?”
“No.” Briella told the Madam honestly, she never saw any reason to lie to Celeste. “I don’t see why I have to date at all honestly.”
A Speedy Social Event
sandroxmedici:
Sandro had to admit that she was adorable was she made that face. “Ouch. I’m sorry to hear that.” he murmured sympathetically. “I’m sure that could be interesting. All the happenings at the courthouse must be interesting. I suppose like me, you can’t always talk about it but I’m sure it has its moments.” He sipped his drink, pleased to see the beautiful woman warming up. “So what do you like to do for fun?”
“It’s more than fine, at least I didn’t allow myself to be more permanently entangled with her. My parents wouldn’t have supported a broken claim.” Briella responded frankly, in the way that she often did. “I don’t particularly deal with the court element, I’m more focused on booking meetings and taking phone calls I’m afraid.” She told him, brushing her hair off her face. “Botany.” She responded reaching into her bag and pulling out a small pot plant. “For you. Giving a new bulb is supposed to promote growth.”
carlo--romano:
Carlo held up a hand to signal he didn’t need her to explain. “No, it’s alright, I completely understand. It’s just a shame, they’re nice.” He smiled at her before shaking his head. “I don’t need help with flowers at the moment, but I promise I’ll come to you if I need help finding anything specific in the future. Have you always been this good with plants?”
Briella gave a faint smile when he said they were nice. “Thank you, it’s nice to know that my flowers can spark joy.” She told him, adjusting the bouquets. “Yes, I actually studied botany at university.”
mdmecelesteromano:
“Of course I want one of these exquisite bouquets. No doubt you’ve spent quite a bit of time cultivating them…but speaking of exquisite…”
A thoughtful pause, as the cogs slowly turned in the Madam’s mind. “Have you caught the eye of any Dom/mes yet, darling?”
“Would you like me to also have one spent over for your Splendid Madam?” Briella asked, and then looked down the smile dropping from her face. “No Madam, I went to the speed dating event as per my mothers request, but I don’t think I caught anyones eye.”
angelicacapulet:
“That is true. Did you grow these yourself?” Angelica asked.
“I did indeed.” Briella replied. “I have several window boxes and a small greenhouse.” The brunette reached into the bouquet and picked out a sweet pea. “Here, these are supposed to be good luck.” She told the other woman.
angelicacapulet:
“No, it’s alright. I don’t need flowers,” Angelica admitted. “Just blooms that full would probably be a welcome sight in the lobby or some of the waiting rooms at the hospital,” she mused.
“I’d imagine so, flowers can be incredibly healing and it’s always good to have nature around.” The submissive suggested, giving a hint of a girl that she hadn’t been in a while.
mdmecelesteromano:
“Well, I should sincerely hope you make an exception for me, hmm?”
Briella gave the Madam a slight smile. “For you Madam of course, were you looking for one of these bouquets or something else?” The submissive asked.
carlo--romano:
Glancing over the flowers again, Carlo shrugged. “That’s a damn shame for whoever is trying to find some good quality flowers. Guess you’re not the sort of person people can buy flowers for when it comes to gifts, huh?”
Briella bit her lip for a moment. “I don’t really have enough product or space to take orders.” She explained. “Though if you were looking for a particular flower then I might be able to help some degree.”
A Speedy Social Event
sandroxmedici:
Sandro nodded and smiled, “It is a pleasure to meet you as well.” She clearly wasn’t that into this and Sandro instantly felt rather sheepish. A few moments of silence descended and he briefly thought of making an excuse and fleeing the restaurant. Finally, he decided to try for a little self-deprecating humour, “So this is my first actual attempt at a date in about four years … so I pretty much am the worst as this but I swear I’m not so terrible as I’m presenting right now. I work in a bank, which I realize is not helping the ‘i’m not boring’ cred I’m aiming for. What do you do though?”
Briella let out a little noise that was as close to a laugh as she usually managed at his introduction. “If it helps this is my first date since I discovered my would be dominant was cheating on me for my entire relationship. So I promise all of the discomfort that is rolling off me has nothing to do with you or your job at the bank.” She hadn’t said those words aloud in a while, and she took a moment before returning to the conversation. “I work as Judge Capulets personal assistant, so also not the worlds most thrilling post. However I believe that what he does is extremely important to our city.”
angelicacapulet:
“Oh, that’s unfortunate. They’re really beautiful. You have a very green thumb,” Angelica replied.
Briella licked her lips looking at the flowers for a moment. “Thank you..” She replied and then realised that once again that she was being confrontational where it wasn’t needed. “You can have one of these bouquets if you like, I was just going to put them on the desks in the office anyway.”
