‘ won’t your flour bags get lonely if you’re away for too long ? ’ she teases, sipping the fruity nectar ( she found it interesting how ambrosia was the food of the gods, & they lived in such a godless town ). ‘ oh, you know me — out of place, but content. & yes — i think i’ve been here….for about an hour, maybe two ? what about you ? you should’ve told me when you came, i would’ve walked you in ! ’
━━ “ a little .. i can hear them weeping in the distance . . . ” isabelle played along, cupping her hand behind her ear as if listening for the weeping flour. she, too, took a quick drink. “ i would have but my phone died on the way here -- turns out my charger is broken. ” shrug. “ but i only got here a few minutes ago. figured i’d look for you and .. taadaa ! here you are ! ” the blonde extended her arms towards pippa & made jazz hands. “ looking as exquisite as ever, might i add. ” belle hadn’t seem so many people all dolled up in one place .. ever. it was nice. “ i’m gonna stick with you, is that okay? ”
━━ isabelle glanced around, trying not to let her nerves get the best of her ; but the simple fact that her leg was bouncing made it quite obvious. she had decided to give the gang members a chance & the bash seemed to be the perfect time due to the gangs being on their best behaviour. “ is it hot in here for you, too? ” asked belle to the closest person to her. she took a sip of her drink, eyes scanning the casino. the girl cleared her throat before continuing. “ you know, i’ve never actually properly visited the casino & done casino things. what do people even do here? ”
there certainly is a sense of electricity in the air. whether it be from the looming tension or just a genuine good time, the night is still far too young to call it. either way its a feeling a young man such as he thrives upon. despite being a ways away from the tables, there’s a full deck of cards in his hands. don’t ask how he got them. 52 cards. all nearly expertly and continuously shuffled by the curly haired male as he walks around in search of a target. it’s just as he passes by someone walking in the opposite direction that he decides. “hey!” cameron greets, having now walked a few paces backwards to catch their eye. his head tilts back just slightly so he’d have a better view from beneath his awkwardly placed fedora. “y’wanna play a little game?” the question is coupled with a small shake of the deck. “I’ll even let you win”
━━ at the time of being spoken to, isabelle had been drinking wine in hopes of loosening up a bit. she glanced at the brunette. “ hello, ” brows lifting ever-so slightly. ‘ sounds.. sketchy, ’ thought belle. her eyes glance at the deck of cards. why would he just let her win? “ sure .. why not? ” her voice was soft. she wondered what kind of tricks he would pull. but of course, her hands were sweaty with nerves : heart pounding in her chest so hard she thought he may hear it. “ what game do you want to play? ”
long brown hair swishes with a quarter turn, azure hues dropping down to marvel the other’s outfit. the ambrosia filled glass in her hand is lowered from her parted lips, & an eyebrow cocks in well-placed interest. ‘ well, out of all the people i thought i’d run into tonight, i wasn’t expecting you. ’
━━ “ shocking, i know. ” smirked isabelle while approaching the other. truth-be-told, she wasn’t originally planning on going. but it was better than just sitting at home alone ; moping around. it took belle a lot of hyping up to get herself to go. being afraid of the gangs & having them both in the same place ... a surefire way to have something messy happen, the blonde thought. “ how are you? have you been here for long? ”
hiiii everyone ! my name is amanda ( 18 / she/they ) & i’m super excited to meet everyone & your characters ! i bring to y’all isabelle lockhart aka the sweetest bean & under the cut, there will be some info on her
⋆ ◦ ° ☾ virginia gardner + female + she/her — have you seen isabelle lockhart around? this twenty three year old known as the wholesome has been hanging out at pinewood bowling alley a lot recently. they are a civilian that works as a baker, and they feel frightened about the gangs. a pansexual cancer, they are affectionate + humorous, as well as worrisome + lazy. messy bedroom, dancing to music at 2am, painted fingernails.
history
grew up in valdez & has never lived anywhere else
always a shy & quiet person
^ often got bullied because of it ( was an easy target because she couldn’t stand up for herself )
her father was never in the picture at any time of her life & turns out it’s because he’s in the savages .. which really scares belle
isabelle’s grandmother is who inspired her to become a baker. all her best recipes were passed down from her gram gram
has an older sister who belle suspects is in some dicey / sketchy business but is too scared to confront her about it
personality + other stuff
hates fighting & will always cry when people raise their voice at her
also just cries easily in general. is sensitive AF
loves making art ! from paintings to drawings to even latte art. she’s quite a creative person
blushy girl !!! loves love & affection and is literally the most loving, affectionate person ever
need someone to vent to? isabelle’s ya gal. she was that person who everyone went / goes to with their problems - she may not always have advice but she will always be open to listen
being worrisome often comes with being overprotective & getting “are you home safe and sound?” texts
annnnnnd yeah. I think that’s about it in regards to basics. I’ll eventually have a full bio & stats page up but I do have a wanted connections page if you feel like checking it out ! I’m open to plotting or just chatting so feel free to hmu at any time >:)
