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dominikaxpetrovsky:

“And I did,” Niky argued in her best attempt of a mild tone, matching it with a sweet smile. She could sense, practically feel her sister’s tension and fought to loosen her own shoulders. There was no need to cause Natalya problems. “I don’t like masks, they make me uncomfortable,” she admitted after a moment before glancing over at the alpha. “No, I’m mingling now and then. You?”

Something in her wanted to pinch the bridge of her nose, but the Alpha refrained, biting her tongue and clenching her fist, before extending her fingers slowly. Calm. She needed calm. She could be it. Pulling her own from her features. Everything about the event was uncomfortable. The dress. The mask—the fact that Natalya allowed someone to touch her face and air, remarked at the annoyance it took not to rip them in two when they wouldn’t shut up. “Why wouldn’t you come with your wife—are you not married?” And there was a sting to her words—hues reddened and bold, fell onto the woman in question before facing her sister once more.

#( c: dominika petrovsky )#( dominika: my heartbeat )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

dominikaxpetrovsky:

Her spine stiffened, mostly in the residual irritation towards her sister. Niky had yet to be truly angry at Natalya, thankfully. But the night and their lives were still younger. Ish. “I wore it coming in.” Niky patted the mask tied to the belt of her dress. “I still have it. That will do.”

Tensions were high—higher than normal for the Alpha, as she remained with her stoic expression, null and void—a rarity in emotion towards her only sibling. “The whole point was to put it on, you know.” As Natalya wore hers, there was an itching need to take it off. “Are you alone tonight?”

#( c: dominika petrovsky )#( dominika: my heartbeat )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

dominikaxpetrovsky:

“This feels excessive,” Niky grumbled, less-than-pleased at Grace’s choice in her attire. “I wore a damned corset to assassinate a baron, why is a flowy purple thing necessary for– ooh, champagne!” Now that perked her right up.

Natalya turned, mask adorned, and hues red—visible to the anger she bore for the lack of truth—and now her sister. A look to her dress—the lack of mask, and Natalya—hating it herself—even wore the mask. “Did no one tell you, the mask was not optional?”

#( c: dominika petrovsky )#( dominika: my heartbeat )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

Natalya Petrovsky’s Masquerade outfit

#( e: pandoraxmas17 )#( i'm the alpha now )

toccara-maitland:

“You’re also an alpha and anyone that would challenge you on it would be an idiot,” Cara noted with a smirk. “Entertaining as that is, the person for whom I was trying to procure the sled might not find the same amusement in it. It’s kind of a gift-slash-date thing. You know who would love the ice thing though? Cheyenne. She’d probably bring drinks and popcorn and heckle from the sidelines with you.”

There was a simple shrug—truth to the sentiment. Natalya was a bit more unhinged, compared to the other Alpha’s that had come before her. Small smirk, and she continued to drink from the flask. Natalya—secretly, and without ever giving it away—envied those who opened themselves to another. She would never do such a thing. There was too much at stake. For her, anyways. “Well, do have fun.” She commented, half-dribbling vodka when another person fell flat on their face onto the ice. “You would choose a date—friend-whatever it is you are calling it—over this?” And she gestured to the flopping man on ice, grin plastered on her face.

#( c: toccara maitland )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

roxana-bennett:

“Your laugh is nice to hear, Natalya, even if it is for reasons such as that one.” Her eyes followed the other ice skaters, herself not enjoying it as much as the rest because she had her own speed and agility, but enjoyed watching all the same. Christmas brought joy to her heart, seeing others happy smiles, especially after what had happened.

“And now you've just killed it for everyone with your optimism.” The redhead responded soundly, shaking her head in complete dismay. Leaning back, she unfastened her flask, sipping from it, and clasping it once more. “Do you do that, spreading cheer?”

#( c: roxana bennett )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )#NAT'S TRYING TO BE A HORRIBLE PERSON OK

toccara-maitland:

“Pfft. No. If I was going to do that I’d get something with runners. Besides that would be demeaning. I can’t believe you’d even ask me something like that.”

“I'm old enough to make those jokes and get away with it.” She'd lived a lifetime fit for three wolves, if they were unluckily enough so. “Why not just watch people slip-and-slide across the ice—I did this morning, it was hilarious. Might be better than sledding.”

#( c: toccara maitland )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

reagan-beaufort:

Coming to stand beside the Alpha, Reagan joined her in laughter, tough Reagan’s sounded slightly more malicious. “Finally… I’ve been waiting all day to see someone bust their ass.”

“You know,” And she leaned back, sipping the flask in her hand. “If you got out there—I wouldn't laugh as hard at you falling.” And there was a quip to the silence, the Alpha snorting under her breath. “That's a lie, I'd laugh harder.”

#( c: reagan beaufort )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

isabelsalter:

Isabel was making her way toward the lake when she spotted Natalya sitting off to the side, laughing at everyone as they attempted to skate. Walking up to her, she crossed her arms and looked down with a smirk. “Perhaps you should go show them how it’s done?”

“And miss the show now?” Natalya snorted, shaking her head to the suggestion. Sipping her steaming cup of coffee, she rolled her eyes. “No, no. I much rather sit here and judge openly—but feel free to go—I can extend the same hand to you.”

#( c: isabel salter )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

liaxralley:

Lia casually, ever-so-casually, zipped to the lake and snagged the stick so coincidentally placed just in the skater’s path. A quick fling and it was out of sight, her hair barely out of place as she stood beside Natalya. “Oops.”

Smile fell, the Alpha rolled her eyes. “Why are you here to kill my fun? Aren't you old enough to appreciate physical forms of humor?”

#( c: lia ralley )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

calvinxgallagher:

“If I offered it to you, it’s just to replace the stick clearly rammed up your ass.”

“Did you learn that insult in pre-school?” She clicked her tongue, unaffected by his words, and tilted her head. “Keep your candy-cane and find something better to do with your time.” She offered, silent and kind—as the thought of snapping his neck hid behind her thoughts.

#( c: calvin gallagher )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

There was something twisted about a person, when they sat at a magicked lake, watching the various beings topple over—all of them think they’re professional skaters, and none of them know how to balance themselves. There was something to be said of a ballerina-structured lifestyle, keeping balance was key. In more way than one. But when her mind was pulled to the front, when someone bellied up on the lake’s icy surface, Natalya did the only thing someone like her would do—gut laugh.

#pandorastarter #( e: pandoraxmas17 )

toccara-maitland:

“I just…” Cara sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. “I really need to find a sled. A wooden sled. Not a plastic one, not a saucer. A sled.”

Natalya approached, smirking. “Why? Prepping for dog-sledding?”

#( c: toccara maitland )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

calvinxgallagher:

“Thanks, darlin’,” Calvin drew out as a skipping elf gave him a candy cane. A cheered smile dropped immediately as he offered the cane to the nearest person. “Y’want it?”

Natalya was there out of obligation. Not joy. Christmas was never a fond memory inside of her head, in her life, and the venture, the festivities were treated as such. Looking around, watching the parade in silence, as someone’s voice broke. Turning slowly, brow cocked, she eyed him behind her sunglasses. To his face, to the offered treat, and back again. “No. You eat it.”

#( c: calvin gallagher )#( e: pandoraxmas17 )

juliastiles

Regimes fall everyday. I tend not to weep over that, I’m Russian. Or I was.

#( i'm the alpha now )

reagan-beaufort:

Reagan’s shoulders slumped as she sat, not entirely looking to push her luck with the Alpha but couldn’t help the quip that escaped her lips, “I long for the day to hear you say those words during a full moon…”

Curling down the corner of the newspaper, she glared. “When you can control yourself under the moon—you can be free. Until then, you'll be supervised.” She flipped the page, folding it to read the article and setting it down, picking up her glass to sip her tea. “As far as we’re concerned, I’ve been more than fair during the moon. You’re welcome”

#( c: reagan beaufort )

scarjo-daily

Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015)

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