The Micheals Family

Side blog for Insomniacs-keyboard rps

[insomniacs-rps]

"You....." Duncan ran up and grabbed the collar of their shirt. His fist clenched the fabric tightly. "What did you DO?"

Nox stared at the burning building, grinning even as the man grabbed the collar of her shirt. "I did what you were too afraid to do." Grabbing his wrist with her gloved hand, she squeezed with a strength that didn't seem natural, prying him off of her. "Cops can't chase us if they're all dead, Duncan."

[duncancully]

Duncan’s teeth clenched together as she moved his hand away. Even without her shirt in his grasp, his hand remained in a tight fist. He looked once more at the fire stretching several stories upward. Towers of smoke plumed away from it, blending into the darkness of the night sky above. He looked back at Nox and shook his head. 

“You fucked up." His words had an uneasy sense of urgency to them. He fumbled into the pocket of his jeans for his keys and yanked them out, nearly dropping them. “We gotta go. Forget your shit. We gotta leave, now.”

[insomniacs-rps]

Nox rolled her eyes at the man, watching him scramble to get his keys. "You act as if this is my first time. We have three minutes and forty-five seconds before the fire department gets here." She walked over to her bag and hiked it up onto her shoulder.

"Look, I told you I have a score to settle, it's not my fault you didn't listen." She scoffed and trotted up to his bike, climbing onto the back of it. "Just drive, I'll lead you to my place."

[duncancully]

The fire raged on, drawing attention from bystanders. Now was a good of a time as any to leave. The last thing Duncan wants is attention, particularly when it could land him in jail. Again. He got onto his motorcycle and sped away with Nox on the back.

"What the fuck are you, some kinda crime lord? Settlin' a score with the police? Shit," he said over his shoulder to her.

[insomniacs-rps]

Nox held the back of the bike as he sped off, laughing at his words and leaning forward so she could say her answer into his ear. "Not a crime lord but close enough." She purred, her hands wrapping around his waist and resting dangerously low. "Got a bone to pick with the military is all~"

She placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed, leaning back to grab the bike once more. "Head downtown and I'll take you to my place and explain everything~"

[insomniacs-rps]

"I said get out of my WAY!"

"Duncan! I am not letting you get in a fight just because you want to hit something!" Orion hissed as he kept himself between his boyfriend and the man he was trying to hit.

[duncancully]

It's like he didn't have a choice. It's like he'd lost control of his body and his mind, and he was on some sort of berserk autopilot. He jammed his shoulder into Orion's, shoving him out of the way and marching past him.

"C'mon asshole!" The man yelled at Duncan. He was a little drunk, and maybe Duncan was a little drunk too, but he was in his right mind to know that this son of a bitch took the shit talking too far. "You won't do shi--" His words were cut off as Duncan's fist connected hard with the side of his face.

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion knew that when Duncan got that look in his eye there was no stopping him, but he did his best until he was shoved away and nearly fell on his ass from the force. "For fuck's sake, Duncan!"

He winced when the man swung and knocked the drunk to the floor. "Duncan." He hissed and tried to grab the man's arm again. "Don't waste your energy on a drunk prick, let's go."

[duncancully]

His fist connected with the man's face again. He couldn't hear Orion at first. He couldn't hear anything.

"Say something else, you little bitch," Duncan snarled down at the man who he was now straddled on top of. The man reached up his hands and grasped at Duncan, trying to make him stop, but Duncan swatted his hands away and delivered another punch to the man's face. "Talk some more shit about my mom," he dared.

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Orion threw his hands in the air when he felt like giving up, turning away and taking two steps before he spun back around and grabbed Duncan by the collar of his shirt so it started to choke him and he had no choice but to get off the man. "I can't take you anywhere."

He continued to pull the man until they were out of the bar, finally releasing his collar and shoving him toward his bike. "Come on, let's go before you get charged and end up in jail again you dickhead."

[insomniacs-rps]

"I said get out of my WAY!"

"Duncan! I am not letting you get in a fight just because you want to hit something!" Orion hissed as he kept himself between his boyfriend and the man he was trying to hit.

[duncancully]

It's like he didn't have a choice. It's like he'd lost control of his body and his mind, and he was on some sort of berserk autopilot. He jammed his shoulder into Orion's, shoving him out of the way and marching past him.

"C'mon asshole!" The man yelled at Duncan. He was a little drunk, and maybe Duncan was a little drunk too, but he was in his right mind to know that this son of a bitch took the shit talking too far. "You won't do shi--" His words were cut off as Duncan's fist connected hard with the side of his face.

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion knew that when Duncan got that look in his eye there was no stopping him, but he did his best until he was shoved away and nearly fell on his ass from the force. "For fuck's sake, Duncan!"

He winced when the man swung and knocked the drunk to the floor. "Duncan." He hissed and tried to grab the man's arm again. "Don't waste your energy on a drunk prick, let's go."

[insomniacs-rps]

"You....." Duncan ran up and grabbed the collar of their shirt. His fist clenched the fabric tightly. "What did you DO?"

Nox stared at the burning building, grinning even as the man grabbed the collar of her shirt. "I did what you were too afraid to do." Grabbing his wrist with her gloved hand, she squeezed with a strength that didn't seem natural, prying him off of her. "Cops can't chase us if they're all dead, Duncan."

[duncancully]

Duncan’s teeth clenched together as she moved his hand away. Even without her shirt in his grasp, his hand remained in a tight fist. He looked once more at the fire stretching several stories upward. Towers of smoke plumed away from it, blending into the darkness of the night sky above. He looked back at Nox and shook his head. 

“You fucked up." His words had an uneasy sense of urgency to them. He fumbled into the pocket of his jeans for his keys and yanked them out, nearly dropping them. “We gotta go. Forget your shit. We gotta leave, now.”

[insomniacs-rps]

Nox rolled her eyes at the man, watching him scramble to get his keys. "You act as if this is my first time. We have three minutes and forty-five seconds before the fire department gets here." She walked over to her bag and hiked it up onto her shoulder.

"Look, I told you I have a score to settle, it's not my fault you didn't listen." She scoffed and trotted up to his bike, climbing onto the back of it. "Just drive, I'll lead you to my place."

[insomniacs-rps]

"You....." Duncan ran up and grabbed the collar of their shirt. His fist clenched the fabric tightly. "What did you DO?"

Nox stared at the burning building, grinning even as the man grabbed the collar of her shirt. "I did what you were too afraid to do." Grabbing his wrist with her gloved hand, she squeezed with a strength that didn't seem natural, prying him off of her. "Cops can't chase us if they're all dead, Duncan."

[duncancully]

"Welcome back, asshole."

"Pfft," Duncan chuckled. He extended his arm and poked Orion in the chest. "Miss me?"

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion scoffed and slapped his hand away, but the softness in his eyes was undeniable. "Nope. Didn't even notice you were gone." Despite his words and a moment of hesitation he stepped forward and pulled the man into a hug. "I hate you."

[duncancully]

Duncan smirked and waited a second, lingering on this moment of feeling wanted. Feeling welcomed. He wrapped his arms around Orion. “You too. Buy me a burger.”

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion buried his face in the man's shoulder, taking a deep breath and letting it out in sigh of content. Then the man went and ruined the moment like the dick he was. "You're insufferable as always."

[duncancully]

"Here, look." Duncan had been gone for so long, he had to at least have something to show for it. He pulled out his phone and opened his camera roll. There weren't a lot of photos, or anything on his phone at all, but in the camera folder, there were a dozen pictures he took of his bike propped up in different placed around the country. One was in a desert with a beautiful sunset behind it, one was just in a parking lot, and many of them were not framed very well. He clicked on one and handed his phone to Orion. "That one's from Vermont. Didn't make it far with all the snow."

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion leant over his shoulder as he pulled out his phone and started to flip through the images. They were about as good as he expected from Duncan, smiling to himself as he took the phone and looked through the rest of the pictures. "At least you have something to show for it." He chuckled and moved to sit on his own bike. "So what's the plan now, Duncan?"

[duncancully]

"Welcome back, asshole."

"Pfft," Duncan chuckled. He extended his arm and poked Orion in the chest. "Miss me?"

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion scoffed and slapped his hand away, but the softness in his eyes was undeniable. "Nope. Didn't even notice you were gone." Despite his words and a moment of hesitation he stepped forward and pulled the man into a hug. "I hate you."

[duncancully]

Duncan smirked and waited a second, lingering on this moment of feeling wanted. Feeling welcomed. He wrapped his arms around Orion. “You too. Buy me a burger.”

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion buried his face in the man's shoulder, taking a deep breath and letting it out in sigh of content. Then the man went and ruined the moment like the dick he was. "You're insufferable as always."

[duncancully]

"Welcome back, asshole."

"Pfft," Duncan chuckled. He extended his arm and poked Orion in the chest. "Miss me?"

[insomniacs-rps]

Orion scoffed and slapped his hand away, but the softness in his eyes was undeniable. "Nope. Didn't even notice you were gone." Despite his words and a moment of hesitation he stepped forward and pulled the man into a hug. "I hate you."

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"Hey, 'Rion...." His voice fades. He can't bring himself to make eye contact. "Been a while." (-----YOU KNOW WHO)

Orion spun around at the familiar voice, thinking he'd never hear it again. But there he was, in all his glory.

The bastard.

"A while is a couple weeks, maybe months. Not years." He bit out, angry despite the relief he felt knowing the man was at least alive.

[valtsv]

writing dialogue is some of the most fun a writer can have. but then there is also the agony suffering torment and woe that is writing dialogue.

[valtsv]

actually i fixed it

[asocier]

insomniacs-rps​:

Cain smiled and let out a soft sigh of relief. “He’s a great kid.” His gaze followed hers to his office and his smile never faded as he thought about his son. He was also glad the boy’s presence seemed to help the girl relax.

He left her to work on the paperwork as he slipped into the examination room and got a few things set up, unaware that the small boy in the next room emerged again.

Caelum wandered out into the waiting room, glancing around for his father before he trotted up to the girl and placed a small blue elephant on the paperwork she was filling out. “He helps me when I’m scared.” He said simply before darting back into the other room before he got caught.

Cain returned a few minutes later, taking the clipboard from her before noticing the blue elephant in her hand. A soft chuckle left him and he shook his head. “I see you have a new friend, is he going to keep you safe now?” He asked the question loud enough for the boy to hear, scanning the chart in his hands. “The two of you can follow me into the exam room.” He nodded his head in the direction they’d be going, regarding her and the elephant in her hands. The doctor waited for the door to click shut behind them before he turned to her. “I see you are sexually active with multiple partners, but you haven’t been tested recently? May I ask why?” He hesitated and then leaned against his desk. “No judgement here, I just want to make sure you’re as safe and careful as you can be. You said earlier you wanted to be screened, am I correct in assuming it’s for STDs?”

          an elephant? 

          alison wordlessly stares at her unexpected gift from caelum upon seeing it suddenly appear on her clipboard, but before she could say a thing to the boy, he was already gone. did he know she was especially nervous about being here? did he give this stuffed toy to everyone? whatever the case may have been, the gesture only made alison’s heart swell even more with comfort and fondness, and with a soft smile, she moved the plush elephant to her lap as she carried on with her paperwork. even as she walked up to cain to return the documents, she kept the elephant safe with her.

          “i was told he’d protect me, yes. i heard he’s good at making people feel better when they’re scared.” and she’s sure to give the plush a hug, the toy resting against her chest as she held it with care. it really did help with her nerves, even as she sat down in the examination room with it. but she was back to chewing on her lip when cain began to ask her questions. it was all routine, she was sure — and he was aware of how his questions might have come off, judging by the way he corrected himself. still, there was a bit of shame felt as she confessed to her lack of due diligence when it came to her own sexual health.  

          “i would like to get screened for stds, yes. a full panel — i … don’t really have an excuse as to why i haven’t gotten checked sooner. i suppose you could say i was just scared to and kept putting it off. i’m usually careful, so i suppose i felt like i was okay, but, something came up, and … i told myself it’s just best that i actually get checked out.” as she spoke, she gave the elephant toy a firm squeeze, one of her hands fidgeting with one of the toy’s little feet. “i think … i think i’m due for an annual exam, as well. it’s been a while.” 

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Cain smiled softly at her words, and by extension his son's actions. "That he is." His voice was soft, shoulders held firm but there was a relaxed curve to his posture as he moved, not nearly as intimidating as the scar across his face made him seem.

He was patient as the girl spoke, nodding along while sitting across from her. "You don't need an excuse, I understand the fear that arises when one must think of these things, let alone get them checked." His gaze was soft and he set the clipboard on his desk. "Always good to get checked if something comes up, but I also suggest coming regularly just in case. Hopefully we can work together on making you comfortable enough for that, I know its hard to have a man do this sort of screening but I promise your comfort and boundaries are of the utmost important to me." He gave her a reassuring look before a soft smile spread across his lips as he watched her squeeze the toy in her arms.

"We can certainly do a full physical, it's no problem at all. But before we do that, is there anything you don't want me to do?" He wasn't going to cross any lines with her, wanting her to guide this visit since she was the one it was all for. If asked, he'd do a full physical and check her for any possible issues outside of just stds, but he also knew that some of those tests were just as invasive to one's personal space and he didn't want her to be uncomfortable.

[asocier]

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Cain could tell she didn’t want to say more out loud, nodding as she took the clipboard to fill out. “Take your time filling it out.” He have her a soft smile, one that didn’t seem to fit the scarred face of the man yet based on the way his eyes crinkled it was clear he smiled a lot.

His gaze followed her to the little feet and he swished his legs so she could see the little ones mirror the action as she sat down. “I do, he’s quite a good assistant. I haven’t seen him in a while though, perhaps he was left me all alone to do all the work.” He let out an exaggerated sigh, holding back a smile when there was a faint giggle beneath his coat.

“Its too bad really, I found a lollipop and I wanted to give it to him but I guess I have to eat it myself.” As he spoke a soft gasp came from the little child, blue hair popping out from under the white coat but he kept it around himself like a cape.

“I’m here!” The boy called out, grinning up at his father and holding out his hand. “Do I get the lollipop?” He took the candy gingerly in his small hands and ran out from under the coat to go back into his father’s office. Cain chuckled softly and looked to the girl.

“My apologies, his mother is away so I have to bring him with me.”

          “no, no — no need to apologize. you have to do what you need to. he seems like a good boy, anyway.” signs of fondness are already beginning to show as alison lets her gaze linger on the entrance of cain’s office where the little one had disappeared into. she hadn’t expected to see a child on her visit to the doctor today, but she had to admit, it certainly helped with her mood.

          “sweet boy,” she mumbles quietly to herself before returning her attention to the paperwork at hang. they were all familiar questions, ones she could answer easily, though a set of them seemed to have stood out greatly to her for some reason. perhaps it was because of how relevant they really were to her current predicament. 

are you currently sexually active? yes.  are you with a single partner? no. do you use protection? no.  have you been tested for stds within the last six months? no.  are you pregnant? no. 

          unbeknownst to her, alison was biting her bottom lip as she filled out the medical form in its entirety, her nerves starting to manifest once more in the form of a bouncing knee. eventually, she completes the forms to her satisfaction, and rising from her seat, she approaches cain quietly and offers the clipboard and pen back to him. “all finished.” 

[insomniacs-rps]

Cain smiled and let out a soft sigh of relief. "He's a great kid." His gaze followed hers to his office and his smile never faded as he thought about his son. He was also glad the boy's presence seemed to help the girl relax.

He left her to work on the paperwork as he slipped into the examination room and got a few things set up, unaware that the small boy in the next room emerged again.

Caelum wandered out into the waiting room, glancing around for his father before he trotted up to the girl and placed a small blue elephant on the paperwork she was filling out. "He helps me when I'm scared." He said simply before darting back into the other room before he got caught.

Cain returned a few minutes later, taking the clipboard from her before noticing the blue elephant in her hand. A soft chuckle left him and he shook his head. "I see you have a new friend, is he going to keep you safe now?" He asked the question loud enough for the boy to hear, scanning the chart in his hands. "The two of you can follow me into the exam room." He nodded his head in the direction they'd be going, regarding her and the elephant in her hands. The doctor waited for the door to click shut behind them before he turned to her. "I see you are sexually active with multiple partners, but you haven't been tested recently? May I ask why?" He hesitated and then leaned against his desk. "No judgement here, I just want to make sure you're as safe and careful as you can be. You said earlier you wanted to be screened, am I correct in assuming it's for STDs?"

[asocier]

insomniacs-rps​:

Virgo could see the confidence on the girl’s face in the crowd, how she sat just a little taller when they made eye contact. She should be proud, her work was exquisite and deserved to be seen by all of these people. It thrilled her to be the one wearing it.

Once back stage she carefully eased herself into a chair, sipping on water as she looked at her reflection. She could get used to wearing clothes like this if given the opportunity. Perhaps the designer was looking for a permanent model? One could only hope.

Then she caught someone else’s reflection and grinned as she got to her feet and moved through the room to the girl she’d seen in the audience. “Hello!”

          ah! alison had found her! admittedly, she didn’t think she’d find virgo so soon, but there was no point in pretending as though she wasn’t looking for her. “hello!” she chirps back, a grin immediately blooming on her face. for a moment, she had forgotten all that she had planned to say, the sight of virgo up close in alison’s own creation distracting the designer. so what eloquent speech she had planned in her head instead came out as a a haphazard compliment. 

          “you — you did an amazing job out there. really, it looks lovely on you. thank you for modeling.” it felt silly to thank virgo for modeling seeing as how most likely, virgo had little say in the matter, but the amount of gratefulness alison felt couldn’t be shaken off. “ah, i almost forgot. i’m alison — i’m the designer.” of course she was; why else would she be sporting a brooch made of the same beads? “i came back here to see if i could catch your name before things got too crazy later on.” and with that, she extends her hand out to the other to shake, a proper greeting. 

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Virgo was more than thrilled to meet the other girl, grinning widely before her cheeks darkened slightly at the compliment. "Thank you, I hope I did it justice. It's an incredible dress." She laughed softly, swishing the fabric around her legs.

"I'm Virgo. It's nice to meet you Alison~" She hummed, taking the hand extended to her with a goofy smile. "I was hoping to catch you as well! I was curious if you had a permanent model for your clothes? If not I'd absolutely love to work with you regularly. If your other pieces are half as good as this one they're still incredible." She beamed and waved the girl to follow her over to her little station, reaching into one of her makeup bags. She pulled a card out and handed to to Alison. "Here's my number. Call me any time you need a model." She paused and then smirked. "Or you can just call me~"

[asocier]

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“Two minutes!” The voice startled Virgo from her thoughts as she stared at herself, glancing up to see the stage manager calling out to them to be ready at the side of the stage soon.

This was it, her time to show people a false idol they could look up to for a brief moment. A chance to see and want things they’d never known before. An odd way to see this, but she had her reasoning for it. One last look in the mirror to make sure her hair and make up were perfect, and she was on her way to the stage.

A few other models went up first, their outfits nice but it wasn’t just about the garment, it was about how you carried it. She raised her head and took the few steps to get to the center of the stage at the end of the runway, bright lights on the stage so every sparkle of the beadwork shone like stars. She kept her face high, looking down at everyone like royalty addressing someone beneath them. Her hips swayed as she stepped forward, fingers loosely gripping the skirt as she flared it with a spin at the top of the runway. Despite the bright lights and the flashing of cameras she caught sight of something else sparkling, recognizing it as being similar to the dress was in and she stopped herself from smiling as she put a face to the name. Once she started to head back up the runway she glanced at the girl in the sparkling broach, winking at her before she was turning to give the audience one last look at the dress, walking off stage moments later.

          they had made eye contact. 

          in alison’s book, that was certainly a victory. even if those around her were in the dark about her contributions to the fashion show, the model who was wearing alison’s work knew, and words couldn’t even begin to describe how much that meant to alison. what a privilege, and honor, really, to have someone so vibrant and lovely model her piece. she never thought she’d be able to see her clothing on a runway, but here her dress was being photographed from all angles!

          the rest of the show seemed to have blurred right past alison. her eagerness to slip backstage to meet the models was causing her to grow restless, and though she knew there would be plenty of opportunities to chat and mingle at the afterparty, she simply could not wait to find out who exactly modeled her dress. it was a little detail, but it was a detail alison planned on remembering and cherishing.

          so at the first opportunity, alison made her move, her status as designer granting her the permission she needed to enter the model’s space. she had only been backstage briefly to drop off her garment, and with so many new faces and bodies taking up space backstage, it looked completely different from what she remembered. which station did she drop her dress off in again…?

[insomniacs-rps]

Virgo could see the confidence on the girl's face in the crowd, how she sat just a little taller when they made eye contact. She should be proud, her work was exquisite and deserved to be seen by all of these people. It thrilled her to be the one wearing it.

Once back stage she carefully eased herself into a chair, sipping on water as she looked at her reflection. She could get used to wearing clothes like this if given the opportunity. Perhaps the designer was looking for a permanent model? One could only hope.

Then she caught someone else's reflection and grinned as she got to her feet and moved through the room to the girl she'd seen in the audience. "Hello!"

[asocier]

insomniacs-rps​:

It wasn’t uncommon for people to walk in to the makeshift medical office Cain had spent the last few years working in, having made a name for himself amongst those on the streets as someone who didn’t ask questions other than what he could do to help. It’s why he wasn’t surprised to hear footsteps wandering outside his small office, pulling himself to his feet and moving into the waiting room.

Pale blue, almost white, eyes landed on the girl, flitting over her for a moment as he checked her for any injuries that needed immediate tending to. A visible shift in his shoulders showed he relaxed upon seeing she wasn’t bleeding to death like some people he took care of.

“Its quite alright, what can I do for you?” He asked as he moved to grab a clipboard and pen so she could fill out some information. There was an odd shuffle with how he walked, and it became obvious why as a second pair of much smaller legs could be seen beneath his white coat. He paid no mind to the toddler walking alongside his feet, returning to her with a tired look. “Fill this out for me, it’s just basic information, any past medical issues or what have you.”

          “an examination — a screening, if you will.” what kind of screening specifically would be noted down in her paperwork, alison feeling as though it’d be more within her comfort zone to write down her concerns than to voice them aloud. taking the clipboard and pen cain had handed to her, she gave the doctor a nod to acknowledge his instructions, though she seemed visibly distracted by something else with how her gaze landed elsewhere. little feet…?

          a child. 

          she had to fight the urge to smile, that urge to coo and fawn over them. it was in her nature, but she wasn’t quite familiar enough with cain to feel like she was allowed to directly speak with his child. still, she couldn’t ignore what they both knew was happening, so as she found a seat to take in order to fill out her paperwork, she asks, “do you have a little assistant who helps you around the office?” 

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Cain could tell she didn't want to say more out loud, nodding as she took the clipboard to fill out. "Take your time filling it out." He have her a soft smile, one that didn't seem to fit the scarred face of the man yet based on the way his eyes crinkled it was clear he smiled a lot.

His gaze followed her to the little feet and he swished his legs so she could see the little ones mirror the action as she sat down. "I do, he's quite a good assistant. I haven't seen him in a while though, perhaps he was left me all alone to do all the work." He let out an exaggerated sigh, holding back a smile when there was a faint giggle beneath his coat.

"Its too bad really, I found a lollipop and I wanted to give it to him but I guess I have to eat it myself." As he spoke a soft gasp came from the little child, blue hair popping out from under the white coat but he kept it around himself like a cape.

"I'm here!" The boy called out, grinning up at his father and holding out his hand. "Do I get the lollipop?" He took the candy gingerly in his small hands and ran out from under the coat to go back into his father's office. Cain chuckled softly and looked to the girl.

"My apologies, his mother is away so I have to bring him with me."

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A Designer and Her Muse

Closed Starter for @elganac

Virgo rolled her head in a circle to crack the tension out of her neck, needing to be relaxed when she walked the runway but she hadn’t slept well due to nerves. This was her first runway in ages and while it was small, for local designers only, she was still on edge. It wasn’t necessarily the modeling, mostly getting back into the scene of being around girls who, unfortunately, often held bad habits to keep themselves runway ready. She couldn’t blame them, the standards being set even for this local show were damn near agonizing.

Still, she couldn’t shake her anxiety as she watched two girls exchange pills in the corner of the openly large back stage dressing room. Three years sober. She had this. She wasn’t tempted. Just afraid of what would become of her if she started again. In an attempt to quiet these thoughts she got to her feet and went to the station with her name on it, taking the black garment bag and unzipping it to see what she’d be wearing.

Amazing.

The dress was beautiful, intricate hand-sewn bead work covering the bust and fading away into the long skirt. She ruffled the fabric and hummed at the lightness to it despite all that adorned it, fully removing it from the garment bag and draping it over her arm as she headed to one of the curtained off dressing rooms. Getting it on was easy, though she did ask one of the other girls to do up the corest back for her.

Making her way to the mirror, Virgo felt all her tension fade as she looked at her own reflection. She missed this. Feeling like someone completely opposite to her true self, flitting around gracefully in a dress and looking regal while doing it, despite knowing where her roots truly lay. An unspoken reprieve of her past. Whoever made this dress was brilliant and she looked to check the tag on the bag it had come in, smiling at the name. Whoever Alison was, she was about to make a new friend.

[asocier]

          while virgo was getting ready behind the scenes, alison was trying her best to keep her composure as she waited for the fashion show to start. she had opted to accept a refreshment in hopes of easing her nerves, but she still was pacing about anxiously, a part of her indecisive as to whether she should claim her seat already or not. 

          this was, perhaps, one of the biggest things she’s ever done in her life thus far. though sewing and making clothes was a hobby of hers, one that greatly aided her in her current work as an escort whenever she needed new outfits for events, alison was always hesitant to showcase her designs to a larger crowd. a larger, public crowd like this one, a crowd that would soon know her name and what her work would look like.

          she wasn’t sure what gave her that push to enter her piece into the show, but surely, she had done something right for it to be chosen and assigned to a model. all of those late nights, all of that frustration and trial and error — it all amounted to this. and a part of her was proud of her work. as a small homage to her piece, alison had used some leftover beads to create a brooch for her to pin to the front of her own dress, a much more modest one compared to the garment she had in the show. maybe some people would recognize the beads and put two and two together; at the very least, the brooch was a nice elegant addition to her attire, so it was a nice touch either way.   

          with the crowd around her starting to talk amongst themselves, alison took it to mean that the show was about to begin. taking a seat near the front but avoiding the front row entirely, she nurses her drink as she waits for the models to make their course, photographers at the ready to capture their every move. 

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"Two minutes!" The voice startled Virgo from her thoughts as she stared at herself, glancing up to see the stage manager calling out to them to be ready at the side of the stage soon.

This was it, her time to show people a false idol they could look up to for a brief moment. A chance to see and want things they'd never known before. An odd way to see this, but she had her reasoning for it. One last look in the mirror to make sure her hair and make up were perfect, and she was on her way to the stage.

A few other models went up first, their outfits nice but it wasn't just about the garment, it was about how you carried it. She raised her head and took the few steps to get to the center of the stage at the end of the runway, bright lights on the stage so every sparkle of the beadwork shone like stars. She kept her face high, looking down at everyone like royalty addressing someone beneath them. Her hips swayed as she stepped forward, fingers loosely gripping the skirt as she flared it with a spin at the top of the runway. Despite the bright lights and the flashing of cameras she caught sight of something else sparkling, recognizing it as being similar to the dress was in and she stopped herself from smiling as she put a face to the name. Once she started to head back up the runway she glanced at the girl in the sparkling broach, winking at her before she was turning to give the audience one last look at the dress, walking off stage moments later.

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          of course she trusted her friend’s suggestion — besides, when it came to matters like this, who else could she really trust? it was far too much of a hassle for alison to find a typical doctor’s office with her situation, and with the stigma surrounding her profession as a sex worker forever looming over her, she’d rather not open up about that side of her life to anyone. but, she knew better than to ignore this problem and hope it went away on its own. so, really, this was her best option. or at the very least, the option that she was the most willing to go through with.

          and so, she arrives at the address like she had planned to do that early afternoon, a bit of hesitation apparent as she entered the establishment. there was no use in turning back now; she need to get herself checked out, if not for her own sake than her clients’ sakes. it was in everyone’s best interest that she went through with this, and that’s what she kept reminding herself as she wandered about aimlessly for a bit, the brunette a bit confused about where she could find the doctor exactly. had she come at a bad time …? 

         she suddenly sensed another presence eventually join her, then, and immediately, she redirected her attention towards him. “oh, hi,” she starts nervously, eyes flickering about as she took his form in. he seemed to have fit the description her friend had told her…

          “hi, ah — is this a good time? i’m sorry i didn’t call or anything. i was told i could find a doctor here, and — well, i thought i’d try to come by. but if it’s not a good time, i can always come back.” 

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It wasn't uncommon for people to walk in to the makeshift medical office Cain had spent the last few years working in, having made a name for himself amongst those on the streets as someone who didn't ask questions other than what he could do to help. It's why he wasn't surprised to hear footsteps wandering outside his small office, pulling himself to his feet and moving into the waiting room.

Pale blue, almost white, eyes landed on the girl, flitting over her for a moment as he checked her for any injuries that needed immediate tending to. A visible shift in his shoulders showed he relaxed upon seeing she wasn't bleeding to death like some people he took care of.

"Its quite alright, what can I do for you?" He asked as he moved to grab a clipboard and pen so she could fill out some information. There was an odd shuffle with how he walked, and it became obvious why as a second pair of much smaller legs could be seen beneath his white coat. He paid no mind to the toddler walking alongside his feet, returning to her with a tired look. "Fill this out for me, it's just basic information, any past medical issues or what have you."