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@lisettefoix
damn i can’t believe sylvia hired a hitman for levente’s exs
jokes aside ilu guys, i’m just an inconsistent person with uni related anxiety. I’ll be back for sure at some point cause at this point i’m past pretending this rp is not my whole life 💙💙💙
in the mean time fell free to yell at me in discord @it'sJo#2612
stcllvrccg:
Stella found it very hard to be angry. It wasn’t in her nature. She was too soft, too disconnected from reality, frankly spent much of her life too dumb to care enough to be angry. But Stella had spent the month watching Lis prance around Andorra badmouthing her people, her friends, her family and she had had enough. Lis didn’t seem to understand. Didn’t seem to see Stella as an Andorran. Which she most certainly was. “Hello,” her voice was colder than easier, it sounded strange even to her own ears. But Lis had brought her cake and…that made the look in her eyes soften. “Thank you. I’ve…I’ve missed it.”
Stella took the box and went to the little kitchen area in her suite, grabbing a disposable fork. She was always happy to stress eat and the cake hadn’t done anything wrong. “How was your flight?” The flight. Not the trip. Stella didn’t know if she could bear talking about the trip.
Her tone was.. off to say the least. Far away. But she took the box and she ate it and she invited her to stay by continuing the conversation. So Lis refused to let the coldness of Stalla’s voice reach her own smile. It wasn’t perfect but they had very rare moments of perfection in all the time they’ve known each other. Why start now in the middle of the battle field. Why start now as they dodge topic bullets and problem bombs. “I figured.” she said softly as if speaking to loudly would awaken a beast. Their beast.
“It was fine. Kinda long. Very boring, I think i started like 4 different movies. At least two screaming babies which is always fun.” She could see some people in her position being offended over travelling being done in a commercial airline, but Lis hated private jets. She hated how small they were in storms yet how big and empty they always felt. They should probably talk, about them, about what happened- Lis really didn’t want to talk thought so she quickly made conversation “were you ok in Italy? With the whole mess? I tried to follow what was happening on the news. But they don’t know much.” She tried to call too- but always chickened out by the end. It was easier in person. To forget the consequences.
are you the jealous type?
“That depends on what you mean. Do I often fell jealous over stupid things? Yes as do most people i assure you. Have I ever acted on those feelings? No. Because we’re human beings and we’ve developed big brains to keep our other shit in check.”
What’s your favorite thing about Stella?
“Her strong sense of self. She’s always known exactly where she stands in the world and will bend heaven and earth to make space for herself in every situation. It’s inspiring as fuck.” @stcllvrccg
most disappointing date
“You know, i don’t really go on dates. Like as a regular occurrence. Even growing up i was already going to marry someone so dating was pointless. There were dates i didn’t want to be on by that’s a me thing and a circumstances thing and not them being really disappointing. I guess?”
lisettefoix:
Honesty Hour:
Lis || Noori || Miray || Nik
Her smile is easy, soft on her lips as the door opens. If she notices the surprise in Stella’s face she accepts it as longing, any other possibility far from her mind. After all she felt much that way, long nights spent working and long days with her fake smile somehow had never kept her busy enough to keep the brunette and their last meeting out of Lis mind. “Hey,” she says a sigh dragging the word out of her lungs. The greeting meaning much more than it’s 3 letters: I miss you, I love you, I can’t believe it’s been a month, I can’t believe it’s been 3 years. “I got you those miniatures you like out of that bakery in main street.” you’re always the first thought on my mind. @stcllvrccg
i have my two final exams tomorrow and then ill (if all goes well) have an actual degree
so drop a like/reply for a starter from one: Lis | Noori | Miray | Nik
“Bella” Lis said as she came up next to the younger girl. Lis should be more careful given what she was wearing to sneak up on someone. “Have you seen Louise?” she asked. She should have sent a text as soon as she had heard the news. It was only right - yet Lis had been all up in her own personal misery. “I’m afraid she will have a stress related aneurysm if she seems my mom without proper warning.” she explained “but I have no idea what she’s wearing.” @arabellasxndrine
“Tekla?” Lis asked turning around as she heard the voice somewhere behind her. A masquerade ball was maybe the worst place to revisit old friendships, the whole point was after all that most people were only slightly recognizable. But Lis had often prided herself of being able to spot a Croy in a crowd. “God I hope I’m not making a fool of myself - it’s Lisette” @tvkla
fannicroy:
“Lis, do you mind helping me a bit?” She didn’t bother talking in a hushed tone since she could comfortably slip into her native tongue. It was what she loved about Hungarian: it was like a secret language. Ever since Lisette had more or less mastered the language, Fanni’s appreciation for the woman had gone through the roof. “Who’s the lady in red? She seems important.” ( @lisettefoix )
Lis turned to look at Fanni as the blonde came to her side a smile on her face. The Hugarian, for a second language always made her feel more comfortable than the english she had come to use on the daily now. Like a blanket. However her face soured quickly enough at the question. “Ah - you’ve met my mother.” she replied. Fanni had heard the stories - she knew of Lis feelings for her parents. “She cleans up well uhm?” Lis said sarcasm soaking her voice. Florence du Poitiers had never been anything but a lady in public. Appearances more important than reality.
frejaedb:
( * / @lisettefoix )
she had gotten distracted looking off into the distance, eyes surveying the crowd, the people, that when she sat back and saw who was sitting next to her, she nearly jumped. “ JESUS, lisette, you know how to frighten a woman … “ freja huffs, smoothing out her dress. “ this is BOLD. how long did it take you to get into those boots ?? “
Lis shook her head with a grin on her face as she pulled her mask down to take a sip of her drink “sorry. I was feeling something different.” Something that made her feel a bit more like she was 25 and didn’t have to answer to anyone. “Oh god forever.” she laughed shaking her head. “I think I live in them now. I’m not sure they’ll come off. I love the dress by the way. The color is spectacular.”
fleurdufrance:
the click of noir - lacquered heels / eagle eyes , sharp as ever , pick through the details of the room . her girl is not wholly thrilled to see her ; that much she can tell without so much a glance in her direction . that much she had spotted from a mile away . ❛ well , i wasn’t having as good a time as you’ve clearly been having , but a flight is a flight , darling . ❜
Lis couldn’t help the annoyed chuckle at her mothers words - of course. What was she expecting. She crossed her arms over her chest. There was no point defending herself. She had been taking care of herself for as long as she could remember, defending her right to that was in itself demeaning. “At least you didn’t come to far. Did you need something?” All Lis had to do was keep things civil for a few days. Then she would be back in Thailand and everything would go back to normal. “Nothing happened in An- Foix did it?”
rcnxed:
her face lit up at the sight of her sister - in - law . she had hoped they would be able to spend some time together , but she wasn’t sure how . ❛ sofia's staying with us , ❜ she confirmed with a nod of her head . ❛ weird & fun ? you had me at help . let’s go before all the good things get snatched up , shall we ? ❜
“Oh great” Lis said with a smile at her Renée. Sometimes - when Lis had a little quiet and time for herself she couldn’t help but be extremely grateful. Renée and Belle had truly kept her sane the last few months. “You’re a life saver” she joked before pulling out her phone “here- this is the mask i had in mind. So like weird, fun, maybe a little creepy” she tried explaining as she showed Renée the picture.
stcllvrccg:
Stella was trying to think about what Femke said and about what she said to Arabella. She should try to move on. Try to fall in love with a different girl. One far less complicated. She had almost convinced herself of it when she felt a hand on her arm, like an electric shock, Stella didn’t have to look to know it was Lisette. She turned and smiled, the movement causing poorly glued star-shaped glitter to fall from her mask and onto her blouse. “Hey.” Christ, Stella was in love and it was foolish to think she could feel this again. “Hey,” she said again, breathier. “Um, can I buy you a drink or…” She wanted to offer the liquor she had in her room but chickened out. “You look beautiful.”
Lis smiled at Stella, a lazy soft thing. Cat like almost as she watched the other. Not predator nor prey, a simple observer. Curiosity unwilling to let her look away. God she could lose herself in Stella’s eyes. Stella’s voice. Stella. She rubbed the back of Stella’s hand with her thumb for a second longer before looking down an shaking her head. “Sorry. I was staring” she let’s go of the others hand and grabs her drink “You look breathtaking and i’m a little drunk.” she confessed, laughter despairing into the liquid as she finished it. “Can we go for a wake or something?” She asked “I’m having - a day.” she left the explanation at that. Stella would get it. She would- Lis was sure of it. If nothing else tomorrow when her dear mother graced them all with her suffocating presence.
Lady Lisette du Poitiers, attending the Summer Carnival Royal Masquerade Ball in Rome- She’s wearing a CALA blazer dress and thigh high sheer sparkly boots, with a fake animal bone lower face mask.
“Ah mom, hopefully you weren’t waiting long” lis said walking around the woman and opening the door to her room. She didn’t bother to close it nor tell her mother to come in. If only she was so lucky to avoid it. In theory she was happy her mother was getting out of the house more. In practice Lis would have to explain herself and feel overly guilty for every minuscule choice. Like her extreme short dress that was clearly from the night before. She pulled it down turning to her mother “Did you have a good flight?” @fleurdufrance