dancing in the starlight

tauriel, 23, hitwoman, sindarin mafia, new york.. "it cannot be. she is far away. she is far, far away. a girl who dances in starlight and dreams in a different life."

[mary-daniels-deactivated2014031]

VIVA LA REVOLUTION.

[hilnethien]

ooc// i'm leaving the group too. it's been fun and i loved roleplaying with you guys, but it's just not fun anymore. good luck everyone -

[hilnethien]

[littletsarina]

"The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.”

[hilnethien]

I'm not in school anymore.

I shouldn't be writing essays every week. Though, at least I'm not on probation anymore. 

I guess I should be thankful I'm not working out in the bitter cold again.

[welkinlions-deactivated20230512]

Pandora, 1908

Thomas Benjamin Kennington (7 April 1856 – 10 December 1916) was an English genre, social realist and portrait painter. He was a founder member of the New English Art Club (NEAC) and the Imperial Arts League.

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[iamtheloyalhearted-deactivated2]

I dunno. I just really don’tsee you dying from an over excess of work.

[hilnethien]

I'll take that as a compliment, Mister Dwalin. I'd say the same for you, but it would be a lie. 

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Aw there goes my wish - oh well, I’ll accept a hug.

[hilnethien]

Don't be disappointed. A hug and all of my attention will eventually make you wish I was gone. 

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[ginger-bloody-elves]

Only if I’m allowed to touch a little lower than usual?

[hilnethien]

I think I might have to say no to that. Sorry buddy. But I'll still hug you. 

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[bofurfodurson-deactivated201606]

If you say so. So this is probably a bad time to ask how the family’s doing?

[hilnethien]

Any time is a bad time for you to ask about my family. 

[withinyouu-withoutyouu-deactiva]

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[ginger-bloody-elves]

I don’t care about them, just give me attention <3

[hilnethien]

I'll give you all the attention you need and more. Do you need a hug?

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[bofurfodurson-deactivated201606]

It’s always nice to feel appreciated. Even though I detect a slight hint of sarcasm buried somewhere in there.

[hilnethien]

The only sarcastic one here is you. Everything I say, on the other hand, is is brutally honest.

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed.

[bofurfodurson-deactivated201606]

Really, Tauriel? Now, what is the matter?

[hilnethien]

Your condescending and sarcastic demeanor sets me on edge. [Deleted]: It takes everything inside me not to blow your goddamn head off.

[hilnethien]

Text || Tauriel & Kili

Kili: Yeah? Damn, I wanted to see it. I bet it makes your face even prettier.

Kili: Good. I don't meet a lot of people who find my hair as great as me. I'm not offended if that's the only thing you like about me.

Kili: Are you sure you're thinking about me? Because I'm pretty sure I was an idiot. I'm rarely not.

Kili: But maybe you like that...?

Tauriel: No, you didn't. I might have died from embarrassment.

Tauriel: Don't say that. I'm sure that if I remembered half of that night, I would be able to find loads more to like about you.

Tauriel: But until we meet again - this time maybe under different, more sober circumstances - I'll remember your curls and and kindness.

Tauriel: And your slight fumbling and stumbling.

[hilnethien]

I've been so focused on work that I nearly forgot this thing existed. [PM]

[morhir-tholion-deactivated20140]

I have to say it, Tauriel, I’ve been keeping these things too myself for too long and look at where it’s gotten us. Nowhere but hell and trouble and issues. Maybe if I had just told you how I felt, told you and Lia and everyone else how much I cared, none of this would’ve happened.

But it’s too late now.

[hilnethien]

You can't seriously think this is your fault... this is far from your fault, Morhir. Don't blame yourself... it's not too late. Things are already looking up. Just - Please - I mean... god, I wish things were back to normal.

[maethelniriel]

burnt out flames || mauriel

Being in the office had been… difficult for Maethel that day. She had taken off on Monday, and had refused to leave her apartment Saturday or Sunday, and so walking into the office where she had… where they had… Well, it certainly had not been the easiest of things. She sat on the same couch with clients, worked at the same desk, all while being mentally assaulted by the memory of what had happened on Friday evening. And while they weren’t necessarily unpleasant memories, they were… No, she mused, walking into the Night Owl, heels clicking on the familiar wood floor. Not uncomfortable, not unpleasant, just… strange. Strange, decided the red head, was probably the right descriptor. And after the entire day, it was clear to her that she needed some shots, and some female companionship who wouldn’t take the piss about her strange, strange life choices.

And so she texted Tauriel.

Because that was, she decided, the best option. Her protegee was almost like a little sister, and Mae trusted the younger woman with a great deal. She could certainly trust her with this. She ran her fingers through her hair as she sat down at the bar and ordered herself a double vodka and coke, throwing it back quickly to get a buzz going fast. Her eyes scanned the bar, looking for two heads: one, Tauriel, because that was whom she was meant to meet, and two… Well, she was ashamed to admit that it was Orion she was keeping an eye out for. Whether to approach him or to dive under the table, she wasn’t entirely sure, but… It was certainly one of the two. She didn’t see either, however, and went back to stirring the steadily melting ice in her glass, waiting for her younger friend. 

[hilnethien]

The last month or so definitely didn't make it into Tauriel's 'best memories' scrap book. She'd been having so many family troubles and job problems - and now she could add relationship issues to the list - that she'd felt like exploding several times, on multiple different occasions. Fortunately, things were finally starting to look up; though Lia still hated her, the Hilnethien sisters were both giving each other time to settle things for themselves. And Tauriel was trying to be more responsible with her work, and treat her job like the valuable position it is. She knew the peace wouldn't last for long, but she tried to enjoy it while it stuck around... despite the current calm, though, she never forgets the past. Sometimes Tauriel has to talk about the underlying subjects; it's the only way she gets relief. 

And who else to talk to than Mae?

Maethel knew nearly everything that had been going on in Tauriel's life recently. She was so important to Tauriel, and honestly, if she didn't have Mae to talk to or distract her from reality, then Tauriel probably would have shot the gun she'd put to her temple so many times. That being said, she loves it when Mae comes to her for help or advice, because often she feels like she doesn't give back nearly enough. Her own advice may be rubbish, but she's a very good listener, so she jumps whenever Mae asks for her. Tonight was one of those nights. Thankfully for Tauriel, she was having a particularly quiet night, and the Night Owl was right around the corner. She was there in no time, running through the door and looking around anxiously for Maethel... and after a short search, she found her at the bar. A smile grew on Tauriel's face and she navigated through the bodies to take her seat next to Mae. "I came as fast as I could," she explained. Unusually for her, she didn't order as soon as she sat down - instead she looked at Mae in a concerned manner and waited for her to speak.