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@elodie-adams
Hi friends, I am once again apologizing for horrible activity. I am on the struggle bus! I am working on rebuilding muse and I would really love to hear if anyone is interested in plots/connections with Ms. Elodie! Hit me up in messages if you are and we can chat and gush and get this party going again! xx T
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winter in roswell had coated the already rather unfamiliar surroundings in snow , and so she was thankful elodie had accompanied the girl on her journey to find christmas gifts for some of her closest friends . ezra , jagger , even benny to an extent .. she wanted to give back to the people that supported her through the toughest , darkest times , where she felt like clawing her way up from rock bottom was near impossible . “ god , it’s freezing .. “ she complained , although that was probably all laika’s fault for wearing only an oversized fluffy leopard print jacket with unsuitable fishnet tights . she’d been in new mexico for six years and she still hadn’t learned her lesson , being a texas girl through and through with the accent still twanging at the end of certain words and her love of whataburger burning strong in her veins . as they approached the sparkling christmas market the girl huffed warm air into her palms , cupping them in front of her mouth in an attempt to warm her . “ where should we start ?? there’s a stall that does authentic german bratwursts which’ll do wonders raising my body temperature , “
Elodie was not equipped for winter. Despite having lived in Roswell her entire life and knowing damn well what to expect, she still never knew how to dress when the temperature dropped. She tried hard to enjoy Christmas. She wanted to love the supposed joy and magic of the season, but this year it just felt impossible. “I know,” Elodie grimaced, the cold air hitting her through the holes in her jeans and her leather jacket doing nothing to keep her warm. Glancing around the Christmas market, she tried to distract herself from the cold, letting her eyes wander around the sights. “Oh god that sounds perfect!” she nodded, making a beeline for the stall.
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Hi lovelies! Sorry I’ve been MIA! School and life have been a bit overwhelming. However I am hoping to get Elodie back in the game! I need all the plots, from romantic to friends to co-workers. All of it! xx T
Hoping to get back into the swing of things but I think I need to refresh my threads. If you’d like something with Elodie, let me know!!
kaspermarr:
that forehead and harsh metalwork had collided on more than one occasion , so after a shake the stars circling his mess of curls had dispersed and he was back in work mode . unphased , dark eyes rolled as kasper wiped grease from messy fingertips . “ is this a fuckin’ witch hunt ?? we’ve only hung out a few times , i don’t have any intentions . as for your motor , i can have a look at it and fix the thing in seconds . what can i say , i’m good with my hands , “ he’d heard through the grapevine that the blonde was friends with a certain little brunette he had his eye on , but he never had been very good at articulating his feelings , “ where’s the hunk o’ crap , then ?? “
She couldn’t help but crack a smile at his reaction, shrugging and standing firm. “I prefer the term recon.” Elodie could see he was aggravated by her inquiry an it did nothing but amuse her. Scoffing when he said he was good with his hands it was her turn to roll her eyes. “Bethesda is not a hunk of crap, she is a loyal and misunderstood companion. Not unlike, Dottie. And just like Dottie, if you don’t treat her with the utmost of care I will find you and dismember you slowly.” Elodie knew she wasn’t threatening but she tried her best for a moment before pointing to the other side of the lot. “She’s the P.T cruiser over there. The cranberry one.”
Once again up to my eyeballs in school work. Replies will come over the next few days! Sorry gang! Also thank you to everyone who voted for Elodie’s costume!! xx
ryanhill-ros:
“What can I say, I know what I like and how to achieve it.” Ryan winked as he ruffled her hair before moving around her, hands still linked together as he pulled her in the opposite direction. “Actually, going back to our conversation the other day, I found this really cute school girl uniform and this cute headband to match it. Maybe we can have you dress as that next year. Very bright, very outside what you normally wear.” He mainly said it to get a rise out of her, but he did think she would look adorable in the uniform either way. “You think so? Is this you trying to objectify me, Elodie?” Ryan questioned as she turned towards him once more, stopping them in their tracks as she placed her hand on his hip. Normally he would be all for sleeping with her, but what his ex’s new boyfriend said really got to him, causing him to think better of his choices. “Sunflower, we can’t do this here. I’m not going to traumatize little kids if they happen to turn this corner.”
Faking a pout when he ruffled her hair, she looked up at him before smiling. Letting him pull her, she followed without hesitation. “Oh did you?” she snorted, chucking at the idea of her in a school uniform. “Little teacher student thing maybe? Will you keep me after school for detention?” she teased. Elodie wouldn’t be caught dead in a school uniform for any reason other than arousing Ryan, and even that was pushing it. Humming, she nodded. “Absolutely. You’re a special kind of delicious today.” She was bolder than usual, perhaps it was the fluffs on her head piece or maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t gotten laid in far longer than she liked. “Then let’s find somewhere else,” letting her hand drift from his hip to his belt buckle she looked up at him trying to be seductive. “I miss you.”
ryanhill-ros:
Laughing at her sense of defeat, Ryan glanced around at their surroundings as if to figure out the best place for her to make a bed could be. “I mean I could see it. That corner there could be your bedroom, that one there, you could set up a little cardboard box that could double as both a table, and dresser. That corner could be the toilet…seems like a safe bet to me.” Ryan laughed as her eyes rolled to the back of her head momentarily. “Hey, you never know! For all I know, you could of been a dust bunny. I didn’t want to offend you–though I think you would of made a cuter sunflower. Not that you’re not cute now!” Ryan backtracked as he realized how his words could be taken the wrong way.
“You’ve got an eye for design,” she teased. “Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll let you come hang out at my little hay maze home.” She wanted to be cold to him, but it was impossible and she felt herself taking a step in his direction, reaching out to catch his hand in hers, slipping her fingers in the spaces between his. “A dust bunny,” she snorted. “Maybe I’ll repurpose the fluffs next year.” She didn’t want to, but she blushed we he said she was cute now, sunflower or not. “Maybe I’ll add sunflower to the list of things I’ll dress up as for you,” Elodie winked, moving even closer. “And you, Mr. Skellington, I think you should keep the shirt, or lack there of as a part of your day to day wardrobe. Definitely a good look.” Blatantly admiring his body, she rest her free hand on his hip.
wrenwhitewater:
Normally she wasn’t so awkward, not so serious in her everyday life when she went on long-winded rants about cryptids or educated people on her studies of aliens. But Halloween was different, making it seem like she was an entirely new person than the Wren that stood in front of people so confidently otherwise. Elodie’s compliment made her blush, her leg kicking out so she could observe the boots she’d struggled to put on in the first place. “These things are lethal,” she giggled, using one hand to tug at one of them, moving it back up into place. “I’m not used to being so tall at any given time, so I give major props to anyone that’s over five-foot-seven.” Wren shook her head, finally taking in Elodie’s costume and smiling a bit wider. “You look…absolutely adorable.”
Elodie admired the boots a little more, chuckling and shaking her head at the woman’s remark. “No kidding, one boot from you and your enemies would be in a serious world of hurt,” she joked. Elodie could think of a few people she wouldn’t mind testing out a pair of boots like that on she thought to herself. “It’s a hard life up here, but we manage,” she laughed, standing at five-foot-eight. Glancing down at her own costume, she grinned and did a little spin, careful not to knock her fluffs off her head piece. “Thank you! It took a great deal of manual labour but I think it turned out alright.”
aligned-miracle:
hair greased back, one single tuft of hair falling curled in the middle of his forehead— he really wanted to seem like he was unprepared. ( news flash, he was totally prepared. ) he might not have a costume, but phoenix was vain in the best ways. his arrogance grew out of his trauma, proving to his father that he was so much more than what he expected him to be.
he had a cigarette in his hand when she approached and he watched as she took a drag of her own smoke. a smirk played on his lips as he watched her look him up and down. then she spoke and he couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. scratching his forehead with the hand that held the cigarette, he began to speak, ❝ i’m myself, but not at work… it’s a very complicated look, you’ve got to have a real artistic eye. ❞ he was joking of course, he appreciated the complement— he just sucked at accepting complements and not letting them go to his head. holding his hand out for her to take, he introduced himself, ❝ i’m phoenix, ❞ with his hand still held out he glanced at her costume and with a dangerous little grin he added, ❝ what’s yours, dandelion? ❞
She could tell by looking at him that he wasn’t the type to get dressed in a hurry. He had a look about him, the kind that told her that he cared about every detail and that idea alone made her all the more interested in getting to know him. It had been a risk, coming on that strong, but the second he laughed she knew she was safe. “Well I am an artist of sorts, she told him with a sweeter smile, taking another drag. She knew that voice from somewhere. His face was completely new to her but his voice sparked a memory she couldn’t quite pin point. Her eyes narrowed a little as she thought and she held her cigarette between her lips as she reached to take his hand. “Phoenix,” she repeated. It hit her then and her curious gaze turned into a smile. Deciding not to let on that she knew exactly who he was, she shook his hand, noting the grin on his face as he looked at her. “Elodie,” she told him.
Elodie stood to the side of the action, watching as the people in costumes galavanted around, she couldn’t help but smile a little. She’d been in on the action, but found her head piece was starting to get heavy and she needed a break. Lighting a cigarette she took a drag before glancing at the man standing beside her, looking him up and down she smirked. “What are you supposed to be? The man of my dreams or just too cool for a costume?” It was bold, but that was Elodie and she made no apologies as she waited for his response.
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kaspermarr:
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it was rare kasper was ever at his day job . for the most part the ‘ mechanic ‘ part of his resume was just a cover-up , a means to get by while he was galavanting around the ufo emporium or digging up half the desert in search for evidence , but sanders wasn’t letting him get off another shift , not again . there was work to be done , but as he heard the voice of another the male shifted and slammed his head against the lifted hood of the car he’d been working on . “ – can’t you see that i’m a little busy here ?? “
“Jesus, don’t hurt yourself,” Elodie cringed when he hit his head on the hood of the car. Unfazed by Kasper’s less than welcoming response, she leaned against the driver’s side door of the car he was working on. “Two things,” she began. “First, I was told to talk to you about my car, it’s making this weird chugging sound when I go over 50, and second...” she eyed him trying to seem threatening. “What are your intentions with my Dottie?
