Confused, But Caring.

"Even on the darkest of nights, I still have hope. Because I know I will always have my brother, and those I love to help me." Grace Olivia Kirkland, 22 years old, Custom Designer, in a rocky situation with Matt Jane. ((Human!OC London and a Part of the RP Group Moderntalia || Face/Icon claim is Midori from Tamako Market. No art is mine || Theme from http://zuvia.tumblr.com/))

[fiftyshadesofamerica-blog]

JUSTICE FOR ALL // Open RP

Amelia very rarely went to cafes; they pretty much never had the amount of food that she usually scarfed down. A sudden craving for hot chocolate in the middle of the blazing Summer heat had her making way to one regardless.

She sat in a small, neatly-decorated and New Age inspired cafe, tasted the delicious concoction with a happy hum before having to put it down immediately.

But there was something wrong.

She looked down at the cup, marshmallows floating freely as they should be but upon closer inspection (which consisted of sticking her nose in it), she realized what was truly wrong. Being raised on a farm, she knew exactly what the smell was.

Soy milk.

She pushed the cup away to the edge of her table and crossed her arms.

"I DEMAND 100% GOOD OL’ AMERICAN NATURAL FARM-MADE MILK FOR MY HOT CHOCOLATE! IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?" She yelled out into the establishment, before curling up with her face between her knees. "Pssht- Wouldn’t even mind soy milk if they told me it was it; this false advertisement and bad um, marketing or something. Papa Jones would be so disappointed in this hot chocolate."

[engelieth]

Grace had been sitting the cafe. Again, eurgh, she was trying coffee. It wasn't as good, it seems, but Toris' cafe had closed when he was called back for family reasons.

So when the outburst came from the other side, she instantly recognised the voice. Looking back, she saw exactly who she expected to see. Blonde hair, childish position...

She sighed and stood up, walking over to Amelia, able to hear the last of her little blurt.

"I'm sure he would be, Amelia. But then again, do you think he'd forgive you if you drank it?"

[quietmeliart]

Open RP - Mall Food Court, Orange Julius

[engelieth]

"I’m glad that there is someone else who thinks so." Grace gave a grin and sipped a bit more.

"I might come back here, though. This is really good. And to talk with you. You’re an enjoyment to talk to….. did I ever get your name?"

[quietmeliart]

Herakles grinned; maybe today wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t often he met and chatted with polite customers. Perhaps this job wasn’t all that horrible, so long as more people like her started showing up. It was a pleasant change.

"I’m Herakles, and I’m happy to know you may become a recurring customer. Good company and good business." He said, and then paused. "…mostly good company, though." He added; despite it all, he still didn’t like working here all that much, and he didn’t care whether it was successful or not. 

[engelieth]

"Grace Kirkland, don't know if I introduced myself either." She gave a smile back and then slid the cup off the counter. 

"But I'll be sure to come back and give you some company. Because you're good company too. Maybe we can spend a day together as well."

[dronning-af-havet]

Moving into the city Open RP

[dronning-af-havet]

"If you want I can ask!" She smiled, “I’ve don’t a couple shoots for them before… it’s um… Vic.. something…" She thought for a bit, “I can’t really remember the name, Victoria.. i think?" she smiled, “I can look around and get contact for when ever you’re ready."

[engelieth]

Grace gave a sigh and a smile.

"Well, thank you so much. That helps a lot, Dyre. A lot. Thank you so much for doing this, if you can."

[dronning-af-havet]

"I see, I’m sure I can and it’s no major problem!" She laughed a little smirking.

[engelieth]

"Thank you." Grace gave a grin. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I don't want to keep you, and I have other things to do. But I will give you a call when your dress is done... and maybe we can go out together."

[dronning-af-havet]

Moving into the city Open RP

[dronning-af-havet]

Dyre thought for a moment, “I bet i can find you one…" She taped her lips, “I knew two women, one works for my next photo shoot… a bra company or something, but they make clothes too. and then I know another model. she may know people.:

[engelieth]

Grace sat up straight. “Ah! Really?!" Then she slumped over a little bit. “Well, I mean, I don’t know if I could afford it right now. But I could check it out…"

[dronning-af-havet]

"If you want I can ask!" She smiled, “I’ve don’t a couple shoots for them before… it’s um… Vic.. something…" She thought for a bit, “I can’t really remember the name, Victoria.. i think?" she smiled, “I can look around and get contact for when ever you’re ready."

[engelieth]

Grace gave a sigh and a smile.

"Well, thank you so much. That helps a lot, Dyre. A lot. Thank you so much for doing this, if you can."

[engelieth]

Patterns and Testing (OPEN)

[engelieth]

"All right!" Grace spun around. “So, define light. What colour do you stop at, or is it a certain shade, like… you stop at light green but don’t use dark green?" For the sake of the time, she simplified her colour names.

[theaustralianartist-blog]

"Summer dresses are best using pastel colors. Shade is important. Anything too dark and you’ll be so hot in it you won’t know what to do." She explained.

[engelieth]

"I see. Then what about patterns, like sunflowers? Should I stay away from materials of many colours, or are those okay?"

Grace felt bad throwing all these questions at this poor young lady, but she needed to know.

[quietmeliart]

Open RP - Mall Food Court, Orange Julius

[engelieth]

Grace looked back, and slid down the counter so people would hopefully know she was just chatting. Sipping a bit more, her face paled.

"Ack! Though, I’m sorry!!!" She placed the cup down and dug into her small shoulder bag, taking money out.

"I’m sorry for not paying…" She bent her head down, face crimson. “But yeah…. Lots of people are queer, and different. You seem just really nice, though. Which is a great trait to have."

[quietmeliart]

He chuckled lightly, taking the bill and ringing it up. 

"No harm done." He said as he handed back her change. “And thank you. I’m pleased to know you think so." He gave her a smile. “I think everyone deserves kindness, in some way or form." 

[engelieth]

"I'm glad that there is someone else who thinks so." Grace gave a grin and sipped a bit more.

"I might come back here, though. This is really good. And to talk with you. You're an enjoyment to talk to..... did I ever get your name?"

[engelieth]

charminglybadcop, this is the last time.

[charminglybadcop]

Arthur looked around, raised an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes at her. It seemed like a logical conclusion to believe that she had been in some sort of trouble. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come. At least, that’s what he thought.

She was more aggressive than normal, kind of curse-y and jump-y. It reminded him of someone. He didn’t remember who.

So he just moved his head slowly, side to side. “Then what the hell did you come here so early for? I’m going to go put on my uniform. You can inform me of everything after I have a gun in my hands."

With that, he was off into his room.

[engelieth]

"No, that's not necessary! Arthur, you don't need your gun, unless you're going to shoot yourself! You're the guilty party here! If you're going to shoot somebody for hurting me, it better be you!"

She had never yelled that before. Anything like that. 

Grace covered her mouth and stared, but then after sucking in some breath, moved it away. 

"I shouldn't give two shits about what you think for my life! I should be able to live my own, not the one you write for me!"

[engelieth]

"Of course." After all this time, Grace had finally made the effort to memorise her number and quickly dug through her bag for a sheet of paper, making a mental note to either get more cards, which cost money, or be more prepared.

Finally finding a scrap of paper and a pen, she wrote it down and slid it over, then carefully laying the fabric across her lap.

"I can assure you I’ll have it done!"

[balletofsnow-deactivated2013091]

A tug of a smile rested on the Belarusian’s face, content to the agreement they had both made. This way, she could get one her favorite pieces of fabric fixed and gain some reputation in the company.

Feeling rather polite and happy, Natalya smoothed her hands over the wood of the table after tucking the piece of paper neatly into her purse."Thank you, I’m glad. Money isn’t exactly the easiest thing to come by now a days."

[engelieth]

"It's fine, I mean it. That you. I'll give a call when it's done." Grace smoothed her fingers over the fabric, hoping she had the right colour.

"Where can I contact you?"

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

Comfort || artandacting

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

She petted the girl’s hair, trying to calm her down. “Shh, it’s going to be okay." She said, just sitting there for a moment, before looking Grace square in the face.

"The thing is, what do you have to do? It might not be known to you quite yet, but trust me, it’ll become clearer after a bit.’

[engelieth]

"I just… Alice…." She started rocking back and forth and hugged her ever tighter. “I want it to be clear now."

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

She sighs, “I know, sweetie. You know when it happens, we want it clear right then and there, we all do."

[engelieth]

"I get that, I just-!" Grace sighed and leaned back. 

"It's best if I try to do this on my own. I have one last lifeline to cling to. I can do this."

[engelieth]

charminglybadcop, this is the last time.

Grace didn’t stop running from Ivan’s bar. She kept going and going, pushing people aside, until she reached her apartment building. Which was also Arthur’s.

Right up to the third floor, and there, she realised just how exhausted she was. But that didn’t stop her.

Knocking furiously on the door, she clutched her side and waited, wondering if he would even open up.

[charminglybadcop]

He had been sleeping after a busy day. There was drool starting to peek from the edge of his mouth; his arms hanging freely to the ground and his hair looking like it just had a fistfight with a cyclone and a hurricane. The sound took him right out of his spell. Arthur fell from the sofa when he heard the knock; it woke him up so suddenly that he ended up staring at the hardwood floor for about five minutes in order to check if he was still dreaming. He wasn’t. If he was, the beer stain on the crack would probably not be there. He grunted and got up regardless, still slightly groggy, He opened the door with a yawn then raised an eyebrow at the sight of his sister. “Grace, you look like you just got murdered, dear Lord."

 Then the thought started to creep on him and he pulled her in on instinct, slamming the door behind them.

"It’s so late; why are you out? Are you all right? Who do I have to go arrest? My uniform is in the closet I’ll be right back; just sit on the sofa."

[engelieth]

Grace was waiting for too long, and about to leave when the door opened and he was there. Oh, right, she hadn't waxed her eyebrows. He would probably call her out-

Then, being pulled inside, she gave a yell of surprise and he started going off, causing her to clap a hand over his mouth.

"No!" She stared, eyes wide. "You won't! There isn't anybody to arrest, dammit! For Christ's sake, I'm not a child, and you don't need to assume the worst every damn time, Arthur!"

[engelieth]

charminglybadcop, this is the last time.

Grace didn't stop running from Ivan's bar. She kept going and going, pushing people aside, until she reached her apartment building. Which was also Arthur's.

Right up to the third floor, and there, she realised just how exhausted she was. But that didn't stop her.

Knocking furiously on the door, she clutched her side and waited, wondering if he would even open up.

[dronning-af-havet]

Moving into the city Open RP

[dronning-af-havet]

"Alright." She nodded. “how often do you get calls? have you applied for an internship yet?" She asked smiling.

[engelieth]

"Can’t say I get too many calls. Only if they give my number out, which isn’t often. And internships working in a studio? Still looking for one." She sighed. “I just wish things weren’t so difficult, but that’s reality."

[dronning-af-havet]

Dyre thought for a moment, “I bet i can find you one…" She taped her lips, “I knew two women, one works for my next photo shoot… a bra company or something, but they make clothes too. and then I know another model. she may know people.:

[engelieth]

Grace sat up straight. "Ah! Really?!" Then she slumped over a little bit. "Well, I mean, I don't know if I could afford it right now. But I could check it out..."

[engelieth]

It's Been a While, braginskibooks.

[braginskibooks-deactivated20150]

He gave his dearest friend a mighty, playful spin before bringing her close again with a sharp laugh. “And you can ski on mounds of powdered sugar! Drink chocolate from the rivers and make love in beds of baby ducks down."

He sighed. “No more heart break."

[engelieth]

Grace gave a laugh when he spun her around, and looked up to him as he spoke.

"A place where people are an equal height. Rrrgh. You’re so much taller. But that’s just a thing for you, I suppose. It’s what you are.

"And it’s a place where people should respect you."

[braginskibooks-deactivated20150]

He nodded solemnly. “Da. And Gracey should be respected."

He beamed at her. “She is greatest friend ever, after all!"

[engelieth]

"And Ivan should be loved for what's inside and not be led along a wrong path." She tapped his chest and gave him a huge grin.

"He's the best person and I would prefer to call him my Big Brother. Least, at this moment." She gave a small laugh.

[quietmeliart]

Open RP - Mall Food Court, Orange Julius

[engelieth]

"I just want to make people a little better. Like you said, trying to be positive. If I can make them feel a little more positive, it’ll make them feel a little better." She gave a grin and then a sigh.

"But thanks. I don’t know if most people would find it strange, or anything queer like that."

[quietmeliart]

Herakles shrugged his shoulders in response.

"Well, I certainly don’t find it strange." He looked at the mingling shoppers pass by the food court thoughtfully. “Then again, people can be strange, so I suppose it doesn’t matter what they may think is odd or not. Surely they have an odd characteristic about themselves." 

[engelieth]

Grace looked back, and slid down the counter so people would hopefully know she was just chatting. Sipping a bit more, her face paled.

"Ack! Though, I'm sorry!!!" She placed the cup down and dug into her small shoulder bag, taking money out.

"I'm sorry for not paying..." She bent her head down, face crimson. "But yeah.... Lots of people are queer, and different. You seem just really nice, though. Which is a great trait to have."

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

Comfort || artandacting

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

"Girl, you can get over him. Trust me." She sat down beside her. She held her close. “I know what it feels like. I do. He told me he loved me and kissed me full on before he left. No goodbye, no it’s over, just I love you Alice and kiss before he stepped out the door and left."

She sighed, wiping the tears out of her eyes, hugging the girl again. “It’s hard at first, but the faster you can get over it, the better it will be. It’ll be okay."

[engelieth]

"I can’t. I can’t help but feel like that maybe, there’s still a chance. But some factor… something… he said I was so much stronger, but there was somebody holding me back…"

Grace snuggled into Alice’s hug. “What do I have to do?"

[lemontarttsundereprincess-blog]

She petted the girl’s hair, trying to calm her down. “Shh, it’s going to be okay." She said, just sitting there for a moment, before looking Grace square in the face.

"The thing is, what do you have to do? It might not be known to you quite yet, but trust me, it’ll become clearer after a bit.’

[engelieth]

"I just... Alice...." She started rocking back and forth and hugged her ever tighter. "I want it to be clear now."

[lifesagamable-blog]

Book Store {Camille & Grace}

Camille had been sitting at least semi-paying attention to the book she had been flipping through. She was more so listening to the people in the surroundings around her, especially the woman who was arguing with customer services about a purchase or something along those lines. She could only hear half of their argument.

Finally giving up on just listening, she stood up, tapping on the girl’s shoulder. “I don’t mean to intrude, but is something wrong?"

[engelieth]

Grace was so frustrated at the service man. She hadn't even opened the package and was trying to return it.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but this is the last moment that I come back here!" 

And right after he hissed back that he couldn't take it back no matter what, she was about to curse when a lady tapped her shoulder.

Grace spun around, eyes wide.

"I just... this fabric isn't what I want. I have a receipt and the package is unopened but they can't take it back and I don't understand why."

[quietmeliart]

Open RP - Mall Food Court, Orange Julius

[engelieth]

Grace smiled and sipped a bit through the straw.

"I just try to be nice to people. Because somebody hasn’t been nice to me my whole life."

He has been!

"Just, you know. So I try to be nice to others." 

[quietmeliart]

Herakles raised an eyebrow in reaction to her comment, curiosity swelling deep inside of him, but it didn’t take much to settle it down. He had no right to question something personal; it wasn’t his business.

"I see…" He said trailing off, unsure of what to say. He mulled over things in his head, making sure what he said next wouldn’t upset her. “Well, using something negative as reason to pursue something positive is a good use, I would think." He said with a small smile.

"After all, trying to be positive when you have reason to feel down often results in feeling better." He would be the one to know this. 

[engelieth]

"I just want to make people a little better. Like you said, trying to be positive. If I can make them feel a little more positive, it'll make them feel a little better." She gave a grin and then a sigh.

"But thanks. I don't know if most people would find it strange, or anything queer like that."