Mia Renn

(Disclaimer: This is an RP blog for an AHS RPG. I am in no way affiliated with the real Allison Scagliotti or American Horror Story T.V. Show)

[eternalhousewife]

Milly couldn’t help but overhear the girl as she stirred a pot of stew —- a homemade recipe she’d been dying to try, and lucky for her, she was able to find all the ingredients today. Glancing over her shoulder, she didn’t want to appear too nosy, so she offered a simple, “Hmm?”

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia put down her tablet on the counter and rested her elbows on the surface before she leaned her chin on her palms. “Why is is so hard to find someone decent? Why is everyone so messed up? I just want someone who can have fun and not make it awkward....or you know...one that won’t theoretically kill me in an alleyway.” 

[jaime-chavez]

Walking into the room, Jaime paused at the sorority girl’s comment. He glanced around the room, debating whether or not she was actually talking to him or talking to herself. “What makes you realize that?” He asked, giving her a faint smile as he walked towards her.

[miarenn-inactive]

She looked up from her tablet and saw the new man with a perked eyebrow before she handed him her tablet. “Look at the mess of potential heartbreaks I am given on this stupid app.” 

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia sighed in frustration as she looked at her Tinder sight. “Why do I do this?” She asked herself. “All it ever does is make me realize how there is no hope in humanity.” 

[cockyhorrorshow--archive]

At her confession, Spencer only gave Mia a suggestive expression. When she punched him, he swayed slightly… but remained in his place, still with that same expression. Slowly, his brow began to arch and the corner of his mouth tugged back into a defining smirk. He forced the moment into a quiet, tense setting — just to try and make her feel awkward — before finally breaking the silence. “I knew it,” he grinned, shaking his head. “You can’t hide this stuff from me, Mia. I see all.” His expression sang a song of confidence; but as his attention was on her, he was missing the squirrel he’d been searching hours for blatantly scampering across the end of the yard and jumping over the gate into the next.

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia watched Spencer’s face as he started to smile. She knew he would come around eventually. She secretly loved Spencer just because of his attitude. He was always in a good mood, even when he wasn’t and that’s what she needed. She sighed as she looked away from him. “My abusive boyfriend won’t go away and I think I’m falling in love with him again.” 

She didn’t know why she said it, she didn’t know why she said it to him, but it felt....right. She needed to say it, why not to Spencer? She could feel tears threatening to leave her eyes so she looked up to the sky, trying to dry them. 

[cockyhorrorshow--archive]

“So you decided to freak me out?!” Spencer replied, turning to face her with a disbelieving look. He was still in the process of catching his artificial breath that the spook had sucked out of him. After a moment, taking his hand that he’d flattened against his chest, the lanky brunette straightened his posture and cleared his throat. “…Y’know what?” He started, crossing his arms over his chest — and cocking a brow as he began to smirk. “I’m starting to think you were just tryin’ to find an excuse to jump on me.”

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia smirked, putting her hands on her hips Peter Pan style. “Ahh man, you found out my secret need. Day and night, all I ever do is think of ways to jump on you!” She joked, her attitude refusing to break. “So now that it’s out in the open....” She pretending to jump on Spencer again, hoping to make him flinch before laughing and punching him in the arm. 

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia smiled and then looked around. She got up and opened a cabinet with glasses and pulled two down. Then she searched the selection of booze on the counter. After picking one she turned and started pouring both their drinks. Once they were pour she lifted up her to clink it with his before drinking some. She let the warmth of the the liquor trickle down her throat before she continued. “You have any lady problems?” 

As she found and dealt with the alcohol, Jacob found himself a seat and accepted the drink once she offered it, clinking his glass with hers. Swirling the liquid around and running his finger around the rim, he looked up at her and shrugged lightly. “Nah, not really.” He denied. Even if he had, he wouldn’t be willing to talk about them. It wasn’t really something he did or wanted to do.

[jacob-wykes-blog]

Mia had seen that look before as he answered her question. She looked down and smiled, wishing she could be as strong and silent as her comrade. “Lucky you.” She took her cup and took another sip.  

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia looked too, but she was too amused to actually take this seriously. “Oh my god.” She said with the last bit of seriousness she could muster up. “It’s the Lochness monster!” She shouter, before jumping onto Spencer’s back, trying to scare him as best as she could.

[cockyhorrorshow--archive]

As his attention was rested on the bush across the way, it was safe to say Spencer was a tad surprised when he felt a pounce on his back. Shaking at the sudden motion, he tensed up as his eyes grew wide. “Jesus!” He exclaimed in a breath. He stumbled over a bit as he tried to regain his balance, stepping on his feet and nearly losing his footing in the process. Once he finally found it, he paused in a crooked fashion — and stared forward. “Mia, what the hell?” He asked after a short pause, glancing back at her.

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia bit her lip as she slid off Spencer, trying not to burst out laughing. “Sorry Spencer.” She apologized. “It’s just....you’re trying to hunt a squirrel. It’s pretty amusing.” 

[miarenn-inactive]

collegekashmiere:

I used to be a lifeguard. Man, those were fun times. 

Maybe you can show me your life saving skills sometime. 

[miarenn-inactive]

blue–eyed–devil:

You done? 

Mia looked around at the explosion wide eyed before she bit her lip. “Not quite.” She looked back at the man watching her set a metal sheet ablaze with her torch. “What? It’s art.” 

[miarenn-inactive]

rhett–fischer:

Foot stepping in front of the other, Rhett found himself pacing along the gate that served as the line between his nightmarish hell and the outside world he had tried so hard to be a part of when he was alive. Sure, he was mostly thankful that he didn’t have to be the sole provider anymore to parents who never seemed to give a rats ass–but then again there was something about having a reason to…to exist that Rhett craved to have once more. Becoming distracted as a car drove by, the male watched as it disappeared around a corner–not noticing the person making their way close to him.

Mia was a people watcher, she had to admit it, and this man was particularly interesting. Staring off to the outside world, she could feel her index finger and thumb press together, yearning to be drawing what she saw. It was too much to just stand there at once. She either had to go in and find her sketch pad, or meet this quirky guy. She decided on the later. “Umm, hey there.” She began, giving one of her more awkward smiles.”You uh...into SUVS or something?” She asked, looking at the car that drove by. 

[miarenn-inactive]

cockyhorrorshow:

Spencer’s eyes stayed on her as she spoke; her question catching him off guard. Though he was silent, his attention remained on her as she moved closer, and his eyes narrowed as she peered into them. To her question, he was temporarily lost on how to answer — then, after a few seconds, just as he’d parted his lips to speak, the sound of rustling branches echoed the area. Immediately, his eyes shot over to the bushes. “Did you hear that?” He whispered, turning and peering across the way.

Mia looked too, but she was too amused to actually take this seriously. “Oh my god.” She said with the last bit of seriousness she could muster up. “It’s the Lochness monster!” She shouter, before jumping onto Spencer’s back, trying to scare him as best as she could. 

[cockyhorrorshow--archive]

Spencer’s eyes remained on the shrubs as she spoke, narrowing them slightly to try to spot moment — though as her question was uttered, his attention shot directly to her. “They’ve been eating my plants,” he returned in a harsh whisper, gesturing to the garden a few feet beside them. Though he’d only contributed about a quarter to the field, he thought she’d get the general idea. “They were just babies. I mean, they were grown, but they were the first herbs and veggies I’ve ever planted. It’s not right.”

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia ceased her amused face as he looked at her with a serious expression. As she listened though her eyes opened wide. “Woah woah woah, hold it partner. Are you telling me that you were growing something that you don’t smoke?” She scooted closer to him and peered into his eyes. “Who are you and where’s the real Spencer?” 

[freetobe--melancholy]

When the girl’s face came into view, Happy paused and her eyes lit up as she immediately recognized who it was. She promptly balled her hands into fists and threw them in the air excitedly, before dancing a quiet little enthusiastic dance. “Mia!” She practically squealed — but quietly, as she didn’t particularly want the attention from the only other seemingly violent inhabitants within the store. “It’s me! Happy!” Proceeding towards her, a bit more quickly now, the brunette opened her arms to wrap around the other girl and leaned in for a hug.

[miarenn-inactive]

Perking up after seeing how happy Happy was to see her, Mia couldn’t help but give into a huge grin. As Happy wrapped her into a hug, Mia followed suit, wrapping her arms around her waist and lifting her up. She set her down as the man up at the front started yelling. She bent down a little bit and looked back at Happy. “What have we gotten ourselves into? She walked to the edge of the aisle and looked at the two arguing. “On my mark we get out of here. One....two....THREE!” She bellowed and ran. 

[prettylittlepresident]

Though it was a bit hard for her to hear the first bit of what the girl had said over the noise of the gym, Neena caught the second part — and sent a smile her way. “That’s sweet. Thank you,” she exhaled, simultaneously counting each rep at each thrust. “It just takes practice. You should come over here and join me.”

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia laughed walking a few feet over to her. “I’m more of a zumba kind of girl. Weights are heavy.” 

[cockyhorrorshow--archive]

The voice immediately caught Spencer’s attention; he lifted his head in surprise — though he didn’t actually look back at her until he was absolutely sure the bushes held no movement. Slowly, carefully moving to stand, the gawky brunette started back towards her; though his eyes stayed glued to the shrubs at the end of the yard. “Mia,” he breathed, gripping the neck of his net as he moved to stand beside her. “Have you seen any squirrels around here lately?”

[miarenn-inactive]

Mia watched interestingly as the boy walked around like he was in the middle of a combat zone. She put her hands in her pockets and looked around. “Uh, yeah...there’s a lot of squirrels around here. You know...trees and nuts will attract them. Is there a reason you are hunting them?” 

[busylikeabee]

Sitting Indian style on her bed across from Mia’s, Bee’s eyes shifted up from her arts and crafts activity to look over at the drowsy girl. As she’d noticed how tired Mia seemed to be when she came home, when the girl’s phone began to buzz, the blonde couldn’t help but mentally bet against her actually waking up and answering it. She shook her head slightly, disappointed she’d lost, and returned her attention back down to her activity — though at Mia’s greeting, a small smirk pulled at the corners of her mouth and she couldn’t help but glance back up again.

[miarenn-inactive]

Listening to the nagging of her boss on the other end of the call she moaned and laid flat on the bed listening to him nag about how a whole sorority wanted to come in in about two hours to get all matching tattoos. There were twenty of them. “Can’t you find another...?” Mia tried to protest, but it was useless. “I want time and a half...and all  tips.” She angrily said before she hung up the phone and sat up. Seeing Bee sitting on her bed. She smiled and shook her head. “Apparently sorority girls who want tattoos feel more comfortable getting tattoos from a chick than a middle aged, balding man....even if he has 30 years experience on me.” 

[miarenn-inactive]

College starting up again meant booming business for Mia. All these freshman girls who have left the house for the first time in their lives trying new things lined up at her tattoo parlor nightly to have little butterflies and hearts tattooed on their feet and wrists and breasts. As Mia slipped into bed about two hours ago her hands throbbed from all the meaningless tattoos she put on bleached blonde bimbos. She passed out quick enough, but as she opened her eyes she looked at her phone buzzing on her bed. Slowly she held it up to her ear. “This better be good.”