fallen flower

Cierra Benton. 25. Tattoo Artist. Former Heiress. I'll make you see.

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mcusy‌:

                     “ me ? ”

                     minnie looked at the woman with a confused expression on her face, one finger pointing to herself. the flowers were lovely, certainly. and the stranger seemed lovely as well, but minnie had never met her before. in fact, she wasn’t sure she’d ever seen her around either, which was uncommon in a town as small as apple peak. 

                     “ i’m sorry, you must have me mixed up with somebody else. as much as i would have loved to have sent you a bouquet that beautiful i’ve…never met you before.”

Cierra was embarrassed, having mistaken the back of her head for someone else. “Sorry, you look just like a customer I have. She has gotten about sixteen different tattoos. I am convinced she is only making appointment so she can see me. It’s flattering, but she is running out of room on her arm.” She looked at the person’s arm. “Clearly, that is not you.”

She laughed, to relieve the tension of the moment, extending her hand in an old fashioned way. “I am Cierra by the way. Sorry for accosting you like this.”

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Cierra looked down at the flowers in her hands. It had been a long time since anyone had bought flowers for her. It didn’t matter that she didn’t exactly know who had delivered them to the Needle Point. She just felt flattered. Cierra didn’t really need an answer. It put her in such a good mood, she decided to walk by the flower festival. That was when she noticed a familiar face. She walked up to them and pointed at the flowers. “So, are these a gift from you or do I owe the honor to someone else?”

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prncxfelipe‌:

There was a sight pause in his pulse at her words, as a threat, though tightly veiled, didn’t go over his head. But then he shrugged and put his medical lab coat back on, deciding that there was nothing she could do that would hurt more than some of the things his stressed patients had done before. ‘Right. Let’s have a look, hm? Can you take her out of the carrier?’

Cierra gingerly took her out of her carrier. Circe had survived living in her car for a few months. She could survive inside her car for months, only to not survive inside her shitty apartment. Her turtle was arguably her best friend, far more loyal than people, at least as far as she had seen. “How does she look? Did she eat something she wasn’t supposed to?”

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slightlysam‌:

“Nah,” Sam said as he shook his head. He was smiling and still holding her hand. He didn’t particularly want to let go. He hadn’t known Cierra long but he felt comfortable with her. It meant something, to Sam, who had grown up in a world that taught him again and again that is was a mistake to trust. “You’re a big softie. You’ll be nice to me.”

Cierra snorted, then quickly looked around to make sure no one had overheard her less than ladylike moment. She rolled her eyes at him, but let him take her hands. “That is the first time anyone has ever accused me of that. Usually, people call me a shrew.”

[northernglory]

It was an unusually busy day at the clinic - something he didn’t appreciate one bit as it meant that all of his little patients were in one way or another unwell.  

Felipe had just finished with one of the patients - a pup who had swallowed a bee and had it’s whole snout swollen, and was about to sign off for a lunch break when the doors to the clinic opened again and a familiar face popped in. He looked up from the computer screen to greet the newcomer. ‘Now that’s a face I haven’t seen in awhile Is everything ok?’

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“Look, Circe has been with me for over a decade. She is my favorite reptile,” she said. She showed him the little turtle in her portable carrier. "She hasn’t been eating and I need you to fix it.” She didn’t tell him that she would kill him if he didn’t, but she felt it was implied. “I am worried about her.” Cierra didn’t exactly have affection towards a lot of living things, but she did towards Circe.

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ericank3r‌:

“So, if you don’t mind my asking, if Apple Peak isn’t very…haute couture…are you the kind who’s waiting to get out or are you thinkin’ of starting something here?” they asked, curious.

“I am not leaving for the moment, but that’s more because I am stuck here than anything else,” she said. Cierra could hardly afford to move out and she certainly didn’t plan on doing it before irreversibly ruining Adam’s life.

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ericank3r‌:

“God, yeah, I remember having a rather awesome time trying to get the wifi to work on my laptop just so I could reply to you to confirm that. Three-ish months ago. Eric Anker,” they mentioned, just in case the artist wasn’t sure. “Prada, Chanel – are those the, uh, shoes or the bags?”

“They do both darling. Though, occasionally, I am also incredibly inspired and agree to do it anyways. But that’s even rarer than the designer brands,” she said. “Not surprisingly, Apple Peak is not exactly the fashion capital of the world.”

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ericank3r‌:

Eric sensed that maybe their presence wasn’t 100% welcome, and they hovered awkwardly by the doorway. “Nope, definitely not here for a tattoo yet. I’m on at three-thirty, aren’t I? This is just a pit-stop to, uh…” Eric made an awkward hand gesture, “somewhere until later. And, whoa there, I’m twenty-four. Takes a baby-face to know a baby-face.”

Cierra raised an eyebrow. No one had ever called her a baby face. Admittedly, they were usually focused on her body, which was hardly that of a baby’s. “Good, because I am booked for the next three months. I only squeeze people in for Prada. Or, occasionally, Chanel.”

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cloakofred‌:

luna thought recognized the other girl from the ball, but she wasn’t sure if she knew her name.  then again, with everyone wearing masks who could say for sure.  “is that so?” luna asked, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.  “you must have some really interesting stories to tell.”  the redhead pulled the edges of her cloak further over her shoulders.  “you don’t all that scary to me.”

“It’s to lull you into a false sense of security,” she said offhandedly. “But you seem alright, so I’ll keep you safe.” She extended a hand. “Cierra Benton. Pleasure to meet you. Mind telling me what you are doing in this neck of the woods?” She came out here for a reminder of what she had left behind, but she doubted that was the reason the girl was here. “Aside from giving me a heart attack?”

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byhook‌:

James scowled at Cierra. He wasn’t in the mood for her jokes. Nonetheless, he accepted her offer. He would certainly need a drink to fortify himself for having to wade through the mass of drunken college students. James took a nice swig of rum before he spoke again.

“I take it you haven’t seen her, then?” James asked, sour expression still on his face. He didn’t particularly fancy telling anyone, even Cierra, the nasty little details of his relationship. “How in the bloody hell did she end up in a place like this?”

“Everyone in Apple Peak showed up here. And she is still young you know, at least on the outside.” She was not sure if she should mention that Sam was there. James was, arguably, a close acquaintance, but her stomach sunk at the thought of James killing Sam. He wasn’t the one in need of revenge here. That punishment was left to Rose, who had led the poor boy on. And now she had left him brokenhearted. 

“I may have seen her with a charming man or two. One of them even did a keg stand to impress her. No idea where she went off to though.”

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slightlysam‌:

“‘Course you do,” Sam said, head flopping to the side. “Everybody loves smiling.” It was more than likely that Sam had misunderstood Cierra, but it hardly mattered. Sam was just glad to see a friendly face. 

“You wanna dance?” Sam asked, rather abruptly. He took one of her hands into his own and began leading her to the dance floor, giving Cierra little choice in the matter.

The last time Cierra had danced with a man had probably been with Adam, back when they were engaged. That was seven years ago. Normally, Cierra did not dance with anyone who was not a friend, feeling it was an honor best bestowed on people she deemed worthy. Sam clearly did not care to ask. “Oh, alright. Just so you know Sam, I am a harsh critic.”

[byhook]

James surveyed the crowed. It was an eclectic group, to be sure, but if weren’t so single-minded in his mission he’d still have felt out of place. He was, as they said, too old for this shit. But when he’d gotten a drunken text from one of his bartenders about why Rose was at this party and he wasn’t, James had the sudden urge to gatecrash. 

“Oi,” James said, putting his good hand on the shoulder of an innocent passerby. “Have you seen a girl named Rose?”

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“What? Did you lose your baby mama?” Cierra joked. “That explain what you are here. I never took you for the type to enjoy a party with a keg, much less with a bunch of rowdy college students. After all, you’ve always been such an old soul, haven’t you?” She gestured towards the counter. “Come on. I see some rum and you can tell me all about your love troubles.” 

[wcnderfully]

Alicia moved in time with the beat. She didn’t know who was next to her, nor did she particularly care. All she wanted was a good time. Kit’s parties were always good for that. The dance floor began to get more crowded and Alicia soon found herself pressed against another body. She flashed the other person a smile. 

“Whoops,” she said, tone louder than usual to let herself be heard over the music. “If i didn’t know better, I’d think you did that on purpose.”

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Cierra rolled her eyes. “No offense Alicia, but you’re not my type.” She was high maintenance enough by herself; she did not need a romantic partner who was themselves. Still, the two were friends and it had been a while since she let herself go. “But I won’t say no to a bit of dancing. It’s been a while since I had a fun night out. And Kit’s place reminds me of the lap of luxury.”

[slightlysam]

The thumping base of the music pounded in Sam’s ears. It kept him moving as he downed yet another one of Kit’s mystery drinks. He was far gone, well past that even. Sam didn’t much mind. It was what he wanted. He really only had two options: wallow in his misery or get drunk and have a good time. Sam tossed his empty cup, not particularly minding where it landed. He scanned the room, eyes unfocused and not looking for anything in particular, when he noticed a familiar face.

“Hey!” Sam shouted, smile wide. He walked over to the other person and wrapped one of his long arms around their shoulder. “I’m so happy to see you!”

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“Happy to see you too, Sam.” She shot him a small smile, impressed that he seemed so happy considering the news he had just gotten. Cierra knew it was the alcohol, but it still made her relieved. She was not sure why; it took a lot for her to develop attachments to anyone. That being said, he was like a giant puppy. “I have to say, I prefer you smiling.” 

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ericank3r‌:

“Uh…” Eric shook off their raincoat at the door, and stomped their boots on the welcome mat, “early bird catches the worm?” they smiled. “But, okay – I was supposed to go out to sea this morning, and I don’t really mind a good bit of rainfall but…mom’s orders. So I’m stranded here. I thought it’d be okay to just…say hi?”

“If you insist,” she said, mildly annoyed. She had never been much of a morning person. Cierra began setting everything out. “Just as long as you aren’t here to get a tattoo. I’m still not entirely convinced you are old enough to get one without permission.”

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megxmags‌:

     “really? isn’t it like blasphemous or something for tattoo artists to not have tattoos?” maggie cast her glace to the woman cierra pointed out. “not bad – not my style, but it certainly looks good on her.”

“Probably, but I haven’t found a design I like well enough to get permanently. Besides, no one can do as good of a job as me, so who would do it anyways?” Cierra glanced around the room and snorted as she spotted a man. “I tattooed a dolphin on him. Guess where?”

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Cierra had just finished opening up the tattoo parlor when they walked in, the bell ringing over the door. “I am pretty sure you have an appointment,” she said. “So, care to explain what you are doing here this early in the morning?”