Food is Life

Emma Briggs, 26, Sous Chef

[chefemmabriggs]

Do you miss Marrok?

I'd...rather not discuss it.

[prodicy]

Who: Mica and Emma

When: Halloween

Where: The Opera House

What: Mica being grumpy and hiding in a corner

Mica was about to snap at the girl but as he looked up and saw the cup, and the literal angel costume, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The girl was too sweet for him to do so. He took the cup carefully, taking a slow sip and breathing a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” he said softly, looking into the cup and swirling it around a bit. “Like, yeah. Thank you, miss…”

[chefemmabriggs]

"You're welcome," she answered with a small smile. "You know what...my wings are kind of warm too. Hold on." Looping her arms out of the stretchy bands she drapped the feathers over his body, and then sat down next to him, knees pulled up to her chin. "I think they want everyone in here to freeze. All the money ont his party and apparently they couldn't turn the damn heat on."

[prodicy]

Who: Mica and Emma

When: Halloween

Where: The Opera House

What: Mica being grumpy and hiding in a corner

Mica’s Costume

Mica felt just about ready to kill someone. Most assets had stuff that covered them up a little bit. Mica had a life taped onto his nipple and a leaf taped over his privates. He wanted to just go back to the damned cell block and curl up and sleep. He knew he’d be ignored for the most part at the party anyway so he wasn’t entirely sure why he even went. He found himself curled up in a corner once he was there, trying to conserve his body warmth as best he could.

[chefemmabriggs]

Emma's Costume

Emma had gotten the hint that skin was the theme of this party. She wouldn't have been surprised if half the drinks were spiked with aphrodisiacs because the point seemed to be that everyone go home with someone to get naked and raunchy with. Part of her didn't mind the view of all the scantily clad men in the room, but she felt bad for the ones that looked uncomfortable. Especially the boy in the leaf costume in the corner. He didn't really look like he wanted to socialize, but she walked over anyway with a hot cup of cider in her hand. "It um...it might help if you drink something warm," she said softly, trying not to stare.

[dexywithaguitar-blog]

Who: Eddie and Emma

When: Halloween

Where: The Opera House

What: Little wallflower needs a friend. 

Eddie smiled a little, taking a piece and nodding his thanks as he watched everyone. “I didn’t know I should’ve worn less.” He muttered, looking around. “I didn’t have much of a costume though.” He sat down beside her, “Hi, I’m Eddie. Nice to meet you ma’am”. 

[chefemmabriggs]

Emma smiled. "Nice to meet you, Eddie. No need to call me ma'am. It's just Emma." With a laugh she gestured to the large expanse of her legs that were bared. "Less is not better in this case. I worry some of the people here are going to freeze."

[audryhepborn-deactivated2017092]

Leighton Meester | Heartstrings (2014)

[authenticallymad]

[dexywithaguitar-blog]

Who: Eddie and Emma

When: Halloween

Where: The Opera House

What: Little wallflower needs a friend. 

Eddie had no idea what he was supposed to wear to this party, or really anything about it. All he knew was that he had to go, and that was that. With not much to go off of, Eddie gathered up some of his clothing, and picked what was most.. conservative. A sweater, button down, and some khaki’s. Worked enough he guessed. Atleast he was dressed up. He went and founds some tape for his glasses and went as a nerd. It was the best he could do with what he had after all. He walked down to the opera house, and sat against the wall. There. He was here. He’d sit here till the event was over. He didn’t have friends here anyway, so what was the point?

[chefemmabriggs]

Someone had talked her into dancing, except their version of a dance was to swing her around violently until she got dizzy. Emma hadn't exactly been polite when she'd excused herself, but at this point she didn't care much. The corner she'd originally claimed as her own had been taking by a couple that was so close to having...actually...it was possible they were having sex, or at least dry humping to mutual orgasm. Emma rolled her eyes and found a new corner, a small plate of petit fours and other desserts balanced on her knees as she sank to the floor. Looking up at the boy next to her, she offered the plate. "If you're stuck here you might as well enjoy the food."

[missmaryalcott-deactivated20150]

Who: Mary and Emma What: Halloween party When: Halloween Where: Ballroom Her outfit (x)

Mary smiled as she surveyed the room through her mask. The night had the potential to be a fun one, she knew. She just had to find the right person to make it one. Slowly she sauntered through the room, amusing herself by making mental comparisons to an actual cat. Although the night was young, plenty of scantily clad bodies already packed the room. Deciding to stay back for now, Mary leaned against a wall, not really moving until she was approached. Smiling at them, she commented, “Love the costume. It’s a nice touch for the evening.”

[chefemmabriggs]

Emma raised her eyebrows, trying to place the semi familiar voice of the masked woman. "Mary...that you?" she asked with a small grin. It wasn't one hundred percent genuine, but it was the best she could do. Fingers playing with the hem of her dress, the woman shrugged. "Skin has it's visual appeal but sometimes I like to flirt with the boundary lines, leave a little bit to the imagination, ya know?"

[louismikaels-deactivated2017092]

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy!

Who: Niko and Emma When: Halloween Where: Ballroom What: Nikos Halloween Event

Costume {x}

Niko was one of the last to show up at the event. He felt as the host he should be noticed, therefore he was to show up late. He stood at the entrance of the ballroom and glanced around. Skin, skin and more skin. He smirked to himself and walked into the room, grabbing a glass he stood off to the side, taking in all his surroundings. It was just how he had imagined…perfect. He noticed someone looking down an stood on their own so he made his way over to them with a drink in his other hand for the person who looked lonely. “How about you drink this and then we have a dance, and I’m the host so you can’t say no.”

[chefemmabriggs]

Emma hadn't really planned on dancing. Really she was perfectly fine in her corner with her punch, watching the people around her with detached interest. Well, perhaps not completely detached. She certainly had some feelings about all the skin that was being shown, feelings that centered around the fact that she hadn't gotten any in months. Hermitism tended to do that to a body. Since her glass was empty, the brunette happily took the one offered to her. "Well I'd hate to be rude to the host. But if I step on your feet, you've only yourself to blame."

[chefemmabriggs]

Devil's Chocolate and Angel Advice

[irishladkieran-deactivated20150]

Who: Emma and Kieran

When: Halloween

Where: WhiteRose Opera House

What: Emma helped cater the refreshment table and she’s giving you tips on how to enjoy the chocolate fountain.

Kieran glanced down at his stomach as it rumbled, realizing he hadn’t eaten before showing up. He excused himself from his dance partner—whose name he hadn’t caught—and shouldered his way through the crowd. When he finally reached the food table, he was dismayed to see it was mostly munchy-style foods, but then again most people had the brains to eat a real meal first. He picked up a strawberry on a toothpick before noticing the fountain. Since he hadn’t eaten yet, he really shouldn’t, but Kieran couldn’t resist getting just a dab.

He nearly jumped when someone touched his shoulder. Kieran turned to see a woman he didn’t recognize, but she had enough authority about her that he immediately listened. “Oh, um, sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t realize there was a correct way to eat chocolate strawberries.”

[chefemmabriggs]

"No, I'm sorry," Emma amended, pulling strands of hair behind her ear and giving the man an apologetic smile. "I get a little possessive about my food being properly enjoyed, but I should probably just leave people alone." Her fingers moved to grab one of the zombie banana pieces. She let it sit in the fountain till it was completely covered, then pulled her hand back and led the chocolatey fruit to her mouth. "I just figure that people should go for it because it's a party...time to be decadent and treat yourself, ya know? Unless you aren't super fond of chocolate, in which case I could make suggestions."

She was probably talking too much. Actually she realized this was the first time she'd talked to another person in ages. It was like once she opened her mouth, she couldn't shut it. "I don't think we've met. I'm Emma."

[chefemmabriggs]

Devil's Chocolate and Angel Advice

Who: Emma and

When: Halloween

Where: WhiteRose Opera House

What: Emma helped cater the refreshment table and she's giving you tips on how to enjoy the chocolate fountain.

Brown eyes would drift over to the refreshment table every few minutes, eyeing what morsels were disappearing and which didn't seem to have made a splash. As of yet, no one had touched the chocolate fountain, which disappointed the brunette to no end. The chocolate in it was extremely rich, a devilish recipe Emma had made herself, and all of the foods meant to be dipped in it were halloween themed. The strawberries had been cut to look like broken hearts, she'd made little zombie bananas  with the help of food coloring and a paint brush. It was a masterpiece in her eyes and she was eager to watch someone sample it.

An eyebrow rose when she realized someone had wandered over. They gripped one of the dipping morsels and got themselves such a tiny spot of chocolate that Emma just had to say something. "No no no," she chastised, putting a hand on their shoulder. "It's a chocolate fountain, you have to go for it and really drench it all over the place. Trust me."

[thirdnova-kara]

Who: Kara and Emma When: Halloween! Where: Whiterose’s Opera House  What: Kara’s not pleased with her costume in the slightest at the costume party.  Kara’s Outfit "Fucking hell, you have got to be joking," Kara groaned when she was handed her costume––or really lack of one, would be a better description, considering all it consisted was a black thong, fishnet stockings, and some kind of leather body harness that left 99% of Kara’s skin showing. As if that wasn’t bad enough, the harness came with a matching collar with chains that connected to the leather cuffs around her wrists. A pair of patent stiletto heels with ankle wraps completed the "outfit" and Kara was being ushered out of the cell block with the rest of the unclaimed assets towards the opera house for the party. She felt totally exposed in the costume thing she’d been given, and she kept her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she walked (more like stumbled every other step in the stupid heels, because fuck, what was wrong with sneakers?) into the opera house. She kept her head down as she made her way through the growing crowd of the ballroom, wanting to find herself a nice corner and hide for the night. Unfortunately, she wasn’t paying attention as she walked, so she didn’t notice the person right in front of her until they collided together. “Oh, shit, fuck! Oh, god, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention…shit, are you all right?”

[chefemmabriggs]

Emma had been keeping a low profile the past few months. Her life consisted of the kitchen or her home, and not much in between. The normally outgoing social butterfly didn't have a lot of energy for conversation these days, her mind trapped far away from WhiteRose Resorts, latched onto a hospital bed where her father lay withering away. And there was nothing she could do about it but fling more money at the nurses and doctors, at every available treatment known to man.

Halloween had snuck upon her, and while she'd forced herself out to the Opera House, she didn't really make much effort to talk to anyone. The wall was her friend, the corner by the punch table dark and perfect for hiding. The only time she emerged was to take her empty glass for a refill. That is until someone bumped into her and nearly sent her tumbling into the refreshment table. Given all the white, it would have been disastrous if her glass had been full, but luckily for Emma her angel costume remained untarnished.

"Oh it's okay, no harm done," she assured, tilting her head at the other female. "It's Kara, right?" Her brown eyes scanned the skimly distributed black leather. "That looks...highly uncomfortable."

[chefemmabriggs]

[underworldmarcelo]

Only a whiff? Good I work on hiding it more than I should. I’ll look out for a Marro, it would be nice to speak my home language to someone. Well it was a way to get out of my house and my only uncle owned a bar. It was a stroke of luck that I was good at it. I’ve been a bartender for almost ten years if my Long Island is anything less than kick ass I’m pretty sure somethings wrong!

[chefemmabriggs]

Why in the world would you work on hiding it? Don't you know most people find French accents highly sensual and seductive? It always makes me weak in the knees. You know what, to be honest, I think even if you're Long Island sucked I'd consider it worth the money because you are very easy on the eyes.

[underworldmarcelo]

Wine isn’t a big seller for us unless there are events so it won’t hurt my feelings. Not really no, it’s a busy place most of the time, but most bars are aren’t they? Before now I was doing pretty much the same. Illegally working in a bar for my uncle in Paris, or illegally for 3 years, it was legal by the time I left.

[chefemmabriggs]

Yes I caught a whiff of a French accent. If you run into my friend, Marro, I guarantee you'd like him a lot. He's the wine enthusiast and also french. Ah well kudos to you for picking a skill set and sticking with it. I bet you make a mean cocktail. If you can make a kickass Long Island Iced Tea you'll swiftly become one of my favorite people.

[underworldmarcelo]

Really? I might have to pay a visit. I own the bar here on the island. I’ll take care of you if you ever need to forget where you are! [He let out a laugh] As you can imagine I get good business here.

[chefemmabriggs]

Consider me a future regularly. I often need to forget where I am. Unless I need wine though, I have another supplier for that. Oh I bet you are never working an empty bar, not at this place. What did you do before?

[underworldmarcelo]

Yeah I really knew and but I didn’t care, the escape was worth anything I’d have to see here… I’m Beau by the way. 

[chefemmabriggs]

Nice to meet you, Beau. I'm Emma. Where do you work? I'm a chef in one of the restaurants so if you ever need some good food come my way and I'll take care of you.