* ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ.

Indie Roleplay blog for Ocean's 8 Lou Miller. Selective & mutuals only.

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Lou moved to my multimuse! CLICK HERE.

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Lou is gonna move to my multimuse. I really want to focus more on actually writing that book that I’ve been planning for like 3 years now. which means even less time for roleplaying and I just want to concentrate on one blog. Of course, Lou will be an enormous part of that blog, seeing she will be a main muse!

I am going to release the replies in my queue and put the drafts I have here in the drafts on my multi. If you see me like your reply for me from my multimuse, it’s because I want to respond to it this week!

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bedclia | bedelia.

                                              a huff from between parted lips , gaze narrowed as though the object of her annoyance is right in front of her . it takes her a moment before she looks at the other , brow cocking as amusement filters in for just a second .                      ‘ — if karma doesn’t HIT him , i will . ‘ 

SHE HAD BEEN WATCHING the man as well, the man who is disrespecting anyone near him, it is quite difficult not to notice him. It has her blood boiling and when the other woman speaks, she smiles at her, despite the annoyance she feels towards the man,     “ my thoughts exactly. Why can’t he just shut up and let those people do their work? ”

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tartareus | theresa.

         she’s the first to arrive. quietly, THERESA makes her way towards a table by the WINDOW, heels CLICKING as she moves. OUTSIDE, the night sky is dark && the only LIGHTS seen are the ones of the many BUILDINGS that surround the one she is in. ah, what an amazing view, being STUCK in the park for most of the year, the woman sometimes FORGETS how beautiful the REAL world can be. she checks her phone for the time —— she arrived a bit earlier than they had set, a couple of minutes or so —— && orders a glass of RED WINE to make the wait a little more PLEASANT. icy BLUE eyes scan the room before she sits down on a chair.           by DEFAULT, Theresa Cullen is not an ANXIOUS woman —— quite the contrary, really. she’s usually COOL && very collected when things seem not to be working ( && something tells her this is the main reason DELOS picked her as the HEAD of QA, years ago ), but she can’t help but BITE her lip, deep in thought. SO MANY things depended on this meeting —— she couldn’t allow this to be WITNESSED by anyone at the PARK, which is why they would meet in a FANCY restaurant. she’s rotating OUT, which means that this DINNER could easily pass as a CASUAL meeting with a friend. truth is, she needs a PROFESSIONAL, someone who knows how to steal && not get CAUGHT. the DATA of the hosts is TOO precious to let FORD alone take care of. WILLIAM’s little secret UNDERTAKING is a vital part of the DEAL as well, but she couldn’t possibly touch in this subject. 

          her eyes are drawn towards a TALL blonde && Theresa raises an eyebrow, taking a sip of her wine before nodding at the woman, to show WHERE she was && that she was the woman she was supposed to meet. they’ve been EXCHANGING emails && she gave a faux backstory to LOU, claiming she is SERIOUSLY considering buying her NIGHTCLUB or ( if that doesn’t work for her )  a PARTNERSHIP, where they might host some of DELOS parties in the near future ( after some good structural and aesthetic CHANGES, of course ) . she’s not lying per se, she really is considering buying something, just it isn’t Lou’s nightclub but her ABILITIES.

         ‘ ‘  Ms Miller——’ ’    Theresa says, once the woman is CLOSE enough to greet her, with a POLITE smile &&  offers her hand for a handshake  ‘ ‘ Theresa Cullen. i’m so GLAD to finally meet you in person.   ’ ’

LOU DOESN’T WANT TO GO TO THIS MEETING, but the woman had been adamant that they should at least meet and talk business. Lou likes her club and doesn’t plan on selling it, that is what she will tell the other woman immediately, instead of spending time on a meeting that would go nowhere. She has never been to this restaurant before, always finding it a bit too posh for her taste, she arrived early and decided to check out the street, which made her be a few minutes too late, just the way she likes it. She finds that it adds to the mystery. 

Lou walks into the restaurant in a bright yellow suit, a small black tie can be seen, together with some necklaces. Her fingers are adorned with rings and she is only wearing mascara. She looks around for her ‘date’ and nods when she sees her.

The woman looks different than she expected,     “ Please, call me Lou. ”     She doesn’t like to be called a miss. Gender is such a constricting social construct, one she wants to be a part of as little as possible.     “ Likewise Theresa, is it okay if I call you Theresa? Or do you prefer Miss Cullen? ”     She questions while taking her hand in her own for a firm handshake. She releases her hand quickly and takes a seat opposite of Theresa. Lou is watching her, taking the other in, she knows people, can read people well and she can already tell there is more to this woman than meets the eye.

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Lou is gonna move to my multimuse. I really want to focus more on actually writing that book that I’ve been planning for like 3 years now. which means even less time for roleplaying and I just want to concentrate on one blog. Of course, Lou will be an enormous part of that blog, seeing she will be a main muse!

I am going to release the replies in my queue and put the drafts I have here in the drafts on my multi. If you see me like your reply for me from my multimuse, it’s because I want to respond to it this week!

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hellhaths | tammy.

         ‘     she just     …     can’t help herself, can she ?     ‘     tammy owes a lot to debbie, loves her too. but watching the brunette now, sitting side-by-side with lou as their recently paroled friend outlines the logistics of her grand heist, tammy can’t help but think maybe she should have stayed in the hamptons. the more debbie talks, the more stressed tammy feels. this is going to take a lot of very careful and well executed planning to pull off and though she has no doubts that if anyone could, it would be an ocean     –     she’s still not sure she can. 

       it’s been a while since she’s done anything of this calibre. selling shit out of her garage, stolen or otherwise obtained, is nothing compared to this. she doesn’t doubt her abilities as the fence debbie needs, but she doesn’t know how she’ll handle the overwhelming task ahead. shaking her head at debbie across the room, she stands from the staircase and dusts off her jeans, holding her hand out to lou.     ‘    come on, i’m hungry.     ‘

OF COURSE, LOU ALREADY KNOWS everything about the heist that is to come as she and Debbie had talked everything through before presenting the plan to the rest of the group. Still, she listens with a smile on her face, playing with a lighter she found lying around, she has to have something to do with her hands and mouth, getting incredibly restless otherwise. 

As they finish the small presentation she notices Tammy coming up to her and extending her hand, she takes it and stands up herself. She recognizes it for what it is, Tammy wanted to be alone with her for a bit, for whatever reason.     “ Sure, what are you hungry for? ”  She asks while following her.

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poisonoustouch.

Am I going to add Lou and Kathryn back on this blog? I really want them to have their own blogs, but ugh, effort. I find it so difficult to maintain multiple blogs….

Thinking about adding Lou to my multimuse, because having multiple blogs is sooooo difficult! She would be one of the most active ones though, together with Dottie, Jeri, Eileen & Carol.

I need some opinions!

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hellhaths | regina.

                    ‘     do you have any idea the suffering i just endured … because of you ?     ‘     vicious glare follows scathing remark as she points at the blonde across her desk, sliding in to her ridiculously expensive leather seat and crossing left leg over right. she sits at an angle, left side to glass desk, leaning on left elbow. fingers run through shoulder-length brunette hair, silky smooth. regina otherwise ignore’s lou’s presence, refusing to acknowledge her further, at least visually. instead, she types her password with her right hand and searches through her emails, still grousing about her misfortune.     ‘     –     what the hell were you thinking ? no, don’t answer that. i will.     you weren’t.     honestly, it’s a miracle you’ve survived as long as you have. i’m almost entirely sure you were dropped as a child or, i don’t know, reared on ninety-eight percent vodka.     ‘     clearly, she’s not happy. but she’s not exactly talking to lou rather about her, in lou’s presence. and though er words are mean and harsh, that’s simply because regina herself is, simply put, a bitch.     ‘     don’t touch that.     ‘     she hardly moved her head, didn’t move her eyes as she pointed with her left hand at lou.

A BROW SHOOTS UPWARDS in disbelief as she hears the tirade the other woman is throwing towards her. She should be used to it, but honestly, Regina is kind of a bitch and that is not something Lou could get used to. A part of her even finds these childish tirades funny, she is like a bully trying to hurt someone she thinks of as lesser than her. Well, Lou definitely doesn’t think of herself as lesser and she is above behavior like this, even if Regina is kind of hot when she is being bitchy.

    “ The job would have been far easier if the sheriff hadn’t shown up, I thought she was supposed to be busy over at the docks. So, of course, I had to kiss her to have an excuse to be there. ”     A shrug was given to end her sentence, a smirk playing on her lips. She reaches forward to play with a pen on her desk, but reclines when Regina notices her reaching, instead, she taps her fingers on the arm of the stool she is sitting in.    “ I will get the item out of the sheriff's office this week. ”

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nicetmitya | katya.

“Ah, it’s nice to finally meet the woman I hear so much about.”

The grin is brilliant, pearly white teeth in perfect order as Katya clasps the woman’s hand, squeezing it firmly. There is music blasting loudly from the club, but it is slightly muffled by three set of doors and heavy, burgundy drapes hanging all around Katya’s office. It reminds her of home back in Moscow.

“Welcome to Club Katya, gayest and most communist place in America.” A glint in her eye and an accent, heavier than usual when joking, as she winks at the other tall blonde, hand motioning to a couch nearby. “Please, sit. I want to know you better. Back in Russia, we have close relationship with our vodka distributors.”

SHE HAS BEEN PLANNING TO VISIT this club for a while now, planning to talk about business and to see if they could arrange some sort of mutually beneficial deal with some distributors. Two can get more done than one after all.     “ Oh, honey, the same to you. I’ve heard so much about you, it’s nice to finally be able to put a face to the name. ”     Lou returns the hand squeeze and smiles at her.     “ I absolutely love what you have done with the place, ”     she says while looking around. The club itself looks amazing, but Katya’s office is quite something in itself.

She sits down and smiles at her, the accent is quite thick still and she must have misunderstood that Katya thinks she is a distributor. Right?!     “ Well, I hope to have a close relationship with mine as well. You have made quite a name for yourself in a short amount of time. ” 

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silverstays | daphne.

She was damn proud of herself for having figured out their scheme  ––-  but she would be just as damned if she were to show it. Unlike her new gal pals, she knew a thing or two about acting. Daphne stands tall on her louboutins, with only a hint of a winning smirk on her painted lips.  ‘  Being underestimated comes in handy from time to time.  '  Not to mention, in a world like this, somehow makes you more likeable by the masses. Go figure.  ’ But I don’t think I need to tell that to a group of con-women, do I?  ’

IT DOES COME QUITE IN HANDY at times to be underestimated, they wouldn’t have been able to pull off all of this if they weren’t underestimated. Honestly, though, even she had underestimated Daphne.     “ That’s absolutely true. Women are underestimated all the time. The times I have to convince people that I own my club can be counted on multiple hands. ”     She is quiet for a moment, just watching Daphne before questioning;     “ What is it you want? I mean you could have told on us, but you didn’t. Which tells me that you want something from us. ” 

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you either die a hero or live long enough to become the VILLAIN.

loved & interpreted by: Raven

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#cate please stop trying to kill me

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9bcll | nine ball.

⓽  ─    ❛   You THINK so ?   ❜     Leslie does a twirl , shooting Lou a PLAYFUL grin . The black blazer was TIGHT around her body , but she wouldn’t help but LOVE it    ❛   Can I BORROW it ? PLEASE ?    ❜      

    “ YEAH SURE, ”     LOU SAYS WITH a shrug,     “ you can borrow it for a night. I do want it back though, it is custom made. ”     She comments while chewing her gum, still lounging on her bed. 

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fashionwept | rose.

    She did know she had the tendency to accidentally skip a few meals but in times of pressure, candy and a lot of water lasted a long way. Well, until the sugar rush disappeared and she completely dipped. So to say that she felt a little touched by the gesture from the other woman was an understatement. When had someone even cooked a dinner for her? No one had. 

    The blonde leaned back ever so slightly, placing her head on her shoulder while she glanced down at the dress fabric, how would she ever manage to finish everything before it was time? “ You didn’t have to do that you know. ” Her voice was low, a hint of sadness from the past left. Being cared for, she wasn’t good at that, caring for someone else she was good at. 

    Deep down she knew her own fears was the reason why she hadn’t really been open with who she was, who she had become. It wasn’t fair, that much she knew but perhaps it could change, perhaps she could let someone in. “ I suppose a dinner break is needed though at least it’s needed for my hands ” Slowly she stood up from her seat, rubbing her hands together to sooth the ache, hand sewing was her favorite way of creating but it did leave its mark. “ I don’t suppose you’d let me whip up something for dessert after? ”

    “ YOU ARE AN ESSENTIAL PART OF our team, ”     Lou says with a smile. It’s true though, without Rose their whole plan would fail miserably. So, it’s only normal to make sure your team is functioning the best they can, if that means sending them to bed and making sure they are fed regularly, so be it. That and she actually worries about her. Rose doesn’t take care of herself, she gets so focused on her work that she doesn’t listen, seems to disappear in what she is doing.     “ You will work better once you have taken care of yourself honey. ”

She nods at her with a smile,     “ sounds like a deal, you make dessert and eat the food I made for us. You know, I’ve been wanting to get to know you better. ”     Lou turns around to set the table for two, out of the kitchen she loudly says,     “ what would you like to drink? ”

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facadetorn | tammy.

   “   under my dress ? well , that’s clever , no one’s ever going to look there .   ”   feigning innocence , fluttering lashes , tammy’s uncharacteristically emboldened . she knows acknowledging and acting on this tension is wrong , it’ll only end in ___ for both of them . but still , she doesn’t step away when lou moves closer , they’ve started playing a dangerous game.   “   please , i’m not too sure where you mean .   ”

HER HAND REACHES OUT when it is clear that Tammy is playing this game with her, that she isn’t opposed to this tension between them. Her hand goes from Tammy’s knee, slowly upwards towards her inner thigh, stopping inches underneath her center. Lou leans in even closer breath tickling over her jaw, towards her ear and in a low voice she says;     “ right there. ”     To emphasize her point her hand squeezes the place a little and her teeth graze Tammy’s earlobe before pulling back, a playful smirk playing on her lips.

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facadetorn | satine.

  untangling herself from the embrace , satine grasps lou’s hand in her own , and all but pulls her down on the settee with her .   “   you are very convincing .   ”   she concedes , a rose - colored blush beginning to appear on her neck ( a hand rises , not very covertly , to hide it ) .   “   but i doubt harry will be too happy to let his ‘ star performer ’ miss her show for even one night .   ”   melancholy laces her tone ; she did love the adoration and thrill of the crowd , but the more debauch aspects of her role would often make satine’s skin crawl with disgust . 

   thoughts pushed aside , if for a moment , her eyes brighten , as satine grows excited to lisen to her companions adventures ,   “   oh , you simply must tell me everything , and do not spare even a detail !   ”   subtle frown crosses porcelain features as she recalls the patron she had been scheduled to attend to later that night , a droll man ( seemingly without good hygiene or manners ) who had visited her once before . frown soon morphs into a clever smirk as she’s crafted a plan to avoid the man & spend time with lou without incurring the ire of harold zidler .   “   oh , i do have a patron tonight , or rather i did . i suppose i must tell harold that i’ve been quite unwell , and that he must send the gentleman to nini tonight . and suddenly , my night has completely opened up , & i would love to have dinner with you .   ”

SHE LAUGHS.     “ THAT SOUNDS PERFECT, I of course need to tend to you. Make sure you are well hydrated and fed. ”    Lou says, a conspiratorially smile on her face as she watches Satine. She knows that Satine has to be sexual with some patrons, that part of their job isn’t glamorous at all, even though some of the girls did like it, she is quite certain that the women before her isn’t one of them.    “ I will tell you everything you want to know love, no details spared. ”     Lou puts the money she earned tonight away in a pouch on her belt and takes a step away from Satine,    “ Where should we meet? ” 

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fightingnightingale | abby.

   oh, now she was just completely flattered, after all, she had spent many years admiring the woman in front of her. It drove her grandmother mad but she couldn’t really help it, after all, when no one else had been there, Lou had been. “ Well, You know i’m rather loyal ” she tilted her head, a smile spreading across her lips. “ What exactly are we doing? ”  

    “ THAT YOU ARE. ”     A small smile and a wink is given to her niece. Lou starts to explain the heist they are trying to pull of and how Abby would act as a diversion.     “ We are a team of 8 women, all handpicked by me and Debbie. ”     She says, nudging her playfully.    “ We just need you to make the team complete. ”