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@missgracewinters
OOC Post
Smell ya later, gators! Grad School is calling! In the meantime, hmu on @lauraroleplays (which will become a cathartic shitpost/studyblr sort of deal for me)
Yay for higher education and adulting!
(hahahahahai’mdyinginsidehahahaha)
Never coming home…
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FTF - THE CANDLELIGHT DANCE
Here’s to hoping this punch hasn’t been spiked yet. The last thing this school needs is a bunch of drunk students and faculty members trying to dance.
[As if on cue, an obviously drunk (but not sloppily so) Grace Winters wanders off the dance floor toward the punch bowl. Noticing Jasmine, she smiles.]
Can y’all believe the nerve of this DJ and his holier than thou hipster music taste?
What’s wrong with the Electric Slide??
FTF | CANDLELIGHT DANCE
missgracewinters:
…a teensy bit o’ bourbon. Liquid courage, ya know?
[Grace admits lightly, not entirely noticing Vera’s immediate reactions to Grace’s behavior, but the question gives the older woman pause nonetheless. Sidling closer to Vera, Grace playfully feigns disappointment.]
I can stop if y’all want me to…I was just tryin’ to have some fun.
[She understands, mostly. Maybe these events are not for Grace. They’re always so… loud, so overwhelming. Vera can understand needing something to help one through that. In a way, she herself has been needing something to help her feel at ease through the festivities. Serving has always calmed her nerves, so that’s her go-to. Grace, obviously, went in a different direction. And there is nothing wrong with that.]
No– please, don’t stop for me. I was simply– confused. [As the older woman edges closer, Vera can feel her cheeks flushing once again. She isn’t used to this sort of attention, from anyone, let alone a lovely specimen like Grace Winters.] Fun is the aim of tonight, is it not?
[Emboldened, Grace wraps an arm around Vera’s svelte waist, and splays her hand across the small of Vera’s back. She bites her lip to stave off a widening grin.]
Fun is certainly one of the aims...
[As the next song begins, this time with a slower, silkier sound, Grace begins to undulate her body against Vera’s instep with the rhythm. Vera’s complicated dress and corset robs Grace of the heat from Vera’s body, but she lets her eyes flutter closed, and she tucks her head against Vera’s as they move.]
...but right now, there’s a very attractive lady caught smack center in my cross hair, and I’m not about to let her go just yet...
Sarah Paulson dancing literally makes me fucking weak. [Credit goes to @kate.paulson on Instagram]
FTF: Cee, y'all look amazin' and goddamn. You need to tell me what shade that is!
FTF: I’ll do you one better, Miss Grace– though I know to never share makeup, I actually have another one of this color that I haven’t opened yet. I get too handsy at Sephora and then come back with two of a lot of things. Including debt.
And you’re looking like a dame today!
FTF: Wait, y’all are serious!? Cee, I couldn’t hope to look even half as good as y’all do, but damn if I’m gonna make an effort to. But no foolin’ about Sephora, I can be like a kid in a candy store there!
And y’all can shush with the flattery, tonight’s about alla y’all students!
FTF | CANDLELIGHT DANCE
tovchedmyhand:
[Vera’s breath catches as Grace pulls her flush up against her– it feels as though she hasn’t been that close to another body in eons. It’s terrifyingly exhilarating, and part of her wants it to never end. But it does, as all things do, and she is left to watch Grace move her body far away from her, with the heat rising in her cheeks. For a moment, she laughs along, but her excitement dims as she realises exactly what is happening with her colleague. She knows it all too well.]
Miss Grace… you haven’t been drinking– have you?
[Vera knows the answer, she simply wants to confirm it. She should expect it, especially in an environment such as this. But her fear levels rise regardless, and her muscles tense. Taking a small breath in, and then out, she looks to Grace and it hits her: how ridiculous her reactions must seem to the Domme. No. This won’t do. She can’t unload her problems onto others, especially one that has been nothing but kind to her since her arrival. Actively relaxing, she takes this as a challenge. Something to help her learn to deal with her fears.] I– forgive me. You don’t have to answer. I shouldn’t pry like that.
[Unconsciously, she is putting her trust in Grace for the few minutes they have together. She simply smiles over at the other woman, allowing the Domme space to dance as she wants.]
...a teensy bit o’ bourbon. Liquid courage, ya know?
[Grace admits lightly, not entirely noticing Vera’s immediate reactions to Grace’s behavior, but the question gives the older woman pause nonetheless. Sidling closer to Vera, Grace playfully feigns disappointment.]
I can stop if y’all want me to...I was just tryin’ to have some fun.
[F2F] Hi Miss Grace! Care to join me for a dance~?
[Grace is mildly tipsy at this point, having taken a few healthy sips of Bourbon on a mostly empty stomach. Ellie’s absence is a void the size of a chasm. Jaime’s request takes the teacher by surprise.]
…y’all wanna dance with me?
missjaikehoe:
I think it can hardly be considered buttering up if I’m speaking the truth, no?
[Jaime’s hand reaches out to grab onto Grace’s as she leads her onto the dance floor. Once there, she cautiously places her hands on the woman’s shoulders.]
Is this okay..?
[At the question, Grace glances at the hand on her shoulder, and tilts her head.]
Is that a rhetorical question? Of course it’s okay!
[Without preamble, Grace’s hands go to Jaime’s hips, and she gently sways them both to the slow rhythm.]
Thank you for askin’ me...felt kinda weird bein’ the hall monitor over there by the punch bowl, heh.
Everything Is AWESOME!!!
ahhhhhh new favourite song yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay
FTF | CANDLELIGHT DANCE
tovchedmyhand:
[Vera starts at the first thing out of Miss Grace’s mouth, before taking a moment to think and ending up confused. Surely she’s joking. Surely she doesn’t mean what it sounds as though she’s implying. … Right? Vera doesn’t even know how she feels about doing… that, anymore. The only memories she ever had of it are redacted, blocked from her mind. It feels too soon. It feels like too much for her nerves. It feels… scary. But– Grace doesn’t mean it. She wouldn’t.]
– Miss Grace! [She offers the Domme a dazzling smile, trying not to seem fazed by the bold statement. It’s her go to when she doesn’t know how else to react.] I– yes. I would love to dance, yes. Would you like to lead the way?
It would be my pleasure!
[With a happy (and triumphant) whoop, Grace takes Vera’s hand in her own, gently pulling her toward the center of the dance floor. Once in the thick of the undulating crowd, Grace begins to move to the music, aided by the liquid courage in her veins, and the beautiful company. With a quick spin on her heels, she pulls Vera flush to her body for a moment, leaning close so that her voice could carry despite the din of the music.
Y’all look gorgeous tonight, pretty girl.
[Before Vera can respond, Grace spins away with a grin, breaking into dance once more.]
I love this song!
Everything is awesome!
FTF | CANDLELIGHT DANCE
St. Brendan’s really does pull out all of the stops for events like this. I do hope you are enjoying the festivities. If there is anything I can do to improve the night, please let me know, won’t you?
[With half of the flask consumed and the existential sadness thoroughly numbed, Grace approaches the opulently dressed Switch.]
The thing y’all could really do to improve my night ain’t something said in polite company...
....sooooo instead I’m gonna do what I’ve wanted to do since y’all floated in through those double doors, and ask for the honor of a dance, Miss Vera.
[F2F] Hi Miss Grace! Care to join me for a dance~?
[Grace is mildly tipsy at this point, having taken a few healthy sips of Bourbon on a mostly empty stomach. Ellie’s absence is a void the size of a chasm. Jaime’s request takes the teacher by surprise.]
…y’all wanna dance with me?
[Jaime offers the woman a soft smile and nods. Though she was here with Erica, she had taken a few moments break from the woman’s side to try and find Leah and anyone else she knew that she could dance with.]
Of course I do, Miss Grace! That’s why I asked! [She tilted her head to the side with that same smile.] It’s a dance, after all, and I don’t think I’ve seen you on the dance floor yet! And with how stunning you look that’s just not acceptable!
[Grace blushes in reply.]
Y’all are just butterin’ me up now, Kehoe.
But I accept!
[With a svelte hand extended, Grace dips her head toward the dance floor.]
Lead the way!
[F2F] Hi Miss Grace! Care to join me for a dance~?
[Grace is mildly tipsy at this point, having taken a few healthy sips of Bourbon on a mostly empty stomach. Ellie’s absence is a void the size of a chasm. Jaime’s request takes the teacher by surprise.]
...y’all wanna dance with me?
Grace’s dress for the Candlelight dance. She arrives stag, and resigns herself to being a chaperone for the night. Tucked in her clutch is a flask of particularly strong bourbon whiskey.
PM: Did y’all see Nico shitting a brick about someone rollin a J??
PM: Jeez, that’s what triggered everything, Miss Grace? I mean, I heard some drama but I didn’t know it was because of that.
…Time to hide the pipes? I have no clue if my medical card is still valid. Crap.
PM: No, but it’s definitely what put him over the edge! And Fin? Call me Grace. Please.
Might wanna check into that quickly, but god damn, Finley, if I can’t have my daily attitude adjustment…I’m gonna lose it. Y’all know that Nico’s gonna be on high alert during the Candlelight dance, and my pen broke. I’ll stink like a skunk if I have a j before the dance.
[Delivered to @missgracewinters’s suite]
Merry Christmas. You’re my favorite, alright? Don’t forget.
Sincerely,
Sebastian
PRIVATE:
Y’all really know how to flatter a girl, and then some, Sebastian...
No. What is goin’ on, Miss Hartley? Jackson broke out of where?
He broke out of his dorm room the other night damaging the window. Jackson is back now though. He also decided that me asking him to stop calling me something he didn’t want to listen to.
Interesting. And thank you for answerin’ my questions, Miss Hartley. I’m sorry if I came off pushy but I was briefly concerned that somethin’ else had happened. I’m happy I was wrong. Now I see he’s gettin’ punished by Nico too.
PM: I won’t pry for specifics, but it’s a safe assumption y’all two have a history, yeah?
