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( "art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth." - pablo picasso ) rosie thorne / 30 / painter & sculptor

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xovalvasiliev:

“I was, though I would have much rather been home. I was at the fire station, supposedly one of the safer places to be,” she huffed out a bit of laughter at that, seeing as she had gotten hurt so badly.

“Gosh, you poor angel.” Rosie says with a small frown of pity, wishing she could do something to make the blonde feel better. But she’s no miracle worker, unfortunately. “Please tell me you have your friends and family by your side to share positive thoughts at least?”

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avianamrtnxo:

Aviana nodded her head as she watched the girl disappear. She sat there and found her eyes falling to her ankle again, they were all right - she needed to get it checked but she was stubborn and once she had her mind set a certain way, she tried to keep it there. Her eyes returned to the girl as she came back with ice and gladly took it from her, placing it on her bruised ankle.”Thank you. Oh yeah, I heard it didn’t get too much damage done to it.”

“Safer than midtown, that’s for sure.” Rosie confirms. She is truly blessed to be living in an area that has been left unscathed by the terrible storm, but that doesn’t change the fact that she feels terribly bad for those who were affected by it-- especially this young lady in front of her. “You can use my guest room, sweetheart. If you don’t have any place to stay for the mean time, that is.” It’s the best help she could offer.

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alexandriaroberts:

“Alright, I’ll try.” Alexandria replied, listening to the woman speak. Her years of acting might actually be able to come in handy when it came to trying to mimic the woman’s voice. “Lets just hope that I have more luck.” She added, sending the stranger a smile. Alix just hoped that she would be able to enter the building and exit it without too many issues. There was really no way to know what the state of the inside of the building was going to look like. She nodded at the woman’s comment, and followed her to the building. “Alright, well here goes nothing.” Alix said, heading into the building. A few minutes later she returned with the dog, just praying that the dog was alright.

“I know you can do it.” Rosie encourages her wholeheartedly in spite of her frazzled nerves. There’s still a possibility that the woman might not find her dog at all or worse, she might find him in a state that would devastate her. Hopefully the situation won’t reduce to the latter or otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself for not venturing alone into the building earlier. However, after a few minutes passed by, Rosie sees the nice woman walking back from the building with Benny and she couldn’t help but squeal in delight as she hurries to them. “Thank you so much!” She says gleefully as she takes Benny in her arms, laughing the second her dog starts licking her face. “I really owe you one, sweetheart. May I know your name?”

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calvinjrogers:

Calvin had been stopped in his attempt at trying to figure out how he wanted to get home. Honestly, he wanted to not see in what state his apartment was in. He could already imagine everything he had bought was waterlogged considering in just about every room he had windows. “I…” He paused as she looked over at him, her pleading eyes and the poor story about her dog. “I’m not a big fan of the dark. But I think there’s a non emergency line you can call and they’ll come and help.” After spending however long it was in a locked closet, Calvin had decide to limit just how much he was going to try to save the day.

“O-Oh.” Rosie had already seen that coming after seeing the hesitation casting over the man’s face. While his response was expected, not many people exactly turn her down so she is still rather taken aback. He shared some very useful information though. “I’m not familiar with that, actually.” She admits a tad bit sheepishly. “And I can’t stand to wait any longer while my baby is in there alone and scared. Benny doesn’t fare well in the dark. I can... try to go there alone but I will be at ease if you wait by the entrance just in case anything happens to me in there.” For all she knows, there could be monsters lurking in the shadows.

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ethanxhenry:

Ethan had been told not to over-stress himself, or walk too much, since he was released from the hospital so he wouldn’t hurt his stitches or risk the wound getting infected again—but it would take more than that to keep the firefighter from visiting his neighborhood and witnessing just how much damage had been caused to his place. It was on his way back from the rubbles of what used to be his house that he stumbled upon the woman asking for help, looking from her to where she was pointing. “What’s his name?” He asked before making his way into the building, calling the pup a few times and expertly moving through the debris before he returned with the animal, petting his head before getting back on his feet, trying to disguise his wincing with a smile. “He’s all right. I think it’s safe to say we’re all a bit on edge ‘round here.”

“His name is Benny.” She answers as she hurries after him, somehow getting a very ‘superhero’ vibe from the guy. Something tells her this isn’t the first time he’s decided to save an animal and she couldn’t help but feel super grateful to be able to catch his attention. She anxiously stands by the entrance as soon as he stepped into the building. But then upon hearing the familiar whimpering of her dog, an astonished gasp leaves her lips the second she found the stranger returning with Benny in his arms. “Baby! Thank heavens you’re all right!” She scoops the Bichon Frise into her arms and showers him with kisses before looking back at her savior. “Thank you so much, love! I was so ready to just have a breakdown in front of everyone but you saved my day. May I ask for the name of our hero?”

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carolinatorreroballard:

“There’s enough doom and gloom here to last us a few weeks, someone has to look on the bright side, right?” She shrugged a shoulder with a smirk. “It truly is amazing to see people come together, though. I wish more times were like this.”

“Yes, exactly! That’s what I was thinking.” Rosie beams brightly, completely glad that she isn’t alone on this one. Of course it’s still better to acknowledge the fact that people are going through hard times at the moment, but it wouldn’t hurt to sprinkle a few optimism here and there. “At least it shows we can all set aside our differences to work together. I take it you were not that affected by the storm?”

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gemmalacroix:

Gemma didn’t mean to give off such a dour vibe. It was just difficult to wrap her head around the scope of damage within her neighborhood. On the day she left town she had a place to live and possessions that meant something to her. Now, it’d all been reduced to shattered glass and fallen chunks of plaster. The girl certainly tried her best not to let it completely affect her mood, though. Slipping into a somewhat brighter smile she gave a quick nod of her head. “I have a few ideas in mind— friends or my siblings, to start. I’m hoping the rebuild will go faster than anticipated but, if not, I guess I’ll look for somewhere more permanent when I have to.”

“Well, you know what they say-- every problem has a gift for you in its hands.” Rosie decides to share the words she proudly lives by. Though, that may be easy for her to say given the fact that she never had to go through the things the other woman is currently enduring.  “Perhaps this is a sign from God to start doing some changes, yes? Maybe this area just isn’t for you.” While her words are but mere wishful thinking, Rosie figures to at least guide the young woman into looking at the brighter side of things. That’s the best she could do after all. “And if you need any help, I’m always willing to lend a hand. I’m Rosie, by the way.” And with that, she fishes out her calling card from her purse and hands it over. “See? You just already earned a friend!”

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elliothclt:

“That’s not necessary,” he said, maybe a bit too forcefully. Oh, this was treading eerily close to situations he tried to avoid - favor for a favor seemed like a pretty standard thing, but Elliot wasn’t quite living by the same rules everyone else was. At least not yet, that would all have to be learned. “I appreciate the offer, but, I’m just happy to help you get your dog back.” And, in an odd way, he kind of was. Maybe he was warming up slightly to other people. Wasn’t that a concept. “Here goes nothing.” He nudged the door open carefully, not wanting it to collapse on him - or on any small animals. Fishing his phone out of his pocket to use as a light, he turned back to the woman. “I’m sorry, what did you say his name was again?”

“Really?” Rosie asks in slight doubt. That’s a first. Based on experience, men always expect something in return after helping her out and she never really minded as long as they’re polite about it. But after realizing how genuine his tone seems to be, she finally nods with a pleased smile gracing her lips. “If you insist, then. Goodness, you really are too kind.” And with that, she takes a step back behind him as soon as the door has been nudged open-- already not liking the mere sight of shadows looming inside. She stretches up a bit to peek over his shoulder until he turns back to her in which she steps back a bit. “Oh, it’s Benny.” She reminds him. “And please do try to use a light friendly tone when calling him so as not to intimidate him.”

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bellalacroix:

“Oh, yeah, sure. My dog does this too. I’m practically a trained dog whisperer.” Bella smiled, going in halfway to the building, making cooing noises. “C’mere, baby, come on. Let’s get away from the dark building.” She smiled and the dog saw Bella, and Bella picked it up, smiling. “One dog delivery.” She giggled as she returned the dog to her owner. “See. Told ya.” 

“Oh, that’s amazing! Thank you!” Rosie says excitedly as she takes Benny in her arms to shower his face with kisses before turning back to her savior. “Are you really a dog whisperer? Because I am so impressed! I’ve always wanted to know how that works! I’ve only ever seen it on Youtube.”

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alaricgrayson:

     Looking at the building that the woman was pointing towards, he nodded and smiled slightly in her direction. “Not a problem, Miss.” As he stepped closer to the building, he pushed through the doorway before looking back at her. “What’s your dog’s name?” He steadied himself awaiting her answer before continuing.

“Benny, but somehow he chose the most impeccable time to not respond to that bloody name at the moment. He gets really quiet when he’s scared.” Rosie sighs in slight frustration, recalling how long she had been standing by the entrance, calling out her dog’s name. “Thank you so much though. If you could try calling out his name in a very friendly tone, he would definitely appreciate that.”

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jasonkovacs:

“Unfortunately not.” He was trying not to let frustration take over, especially in front of other people. But damnit, if he wasn’t pissed. "I mean, I could probably go back to work, but I think most of the spare beds are taken.“ He glanced at the other girl, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Yea, I’m Jason and I used to live here. Not as long as some other people have, so I’m not sentimentally attached or anything like that. I know from experience that it’s going to suck for a whole lot of people now that this thing happened. No one’s fault really, but man, life just gets put on hold and I hate it. I usd to work in Insurance, and all that boring deal. I won’t talk about it ‘cause it might put you to sleep if I continue.”  

“I don’t believe any kind of work is boring as long as you enjoy doing them.” Rosie says with a smile, hoping her optimism will easily rub off on him. Though, she has to admit (to herself) that she will most definitely be at a loss if he does start talking about his former work in Insurance. Not exactly the kind of ice breaker one should use to meeting new people. “But since you said it’s a former job of yours, then I guess you didn’t enjoy it as much. Oh, and I’m Rosie. If you’re interested, I could lend you my guest room... or my art studio, even.” It probably isn’t wise to lend a room to someone she just met but she couldn’t think of anything else to help those whose houses have been destroyed.

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madelinebuchanan:

“They do indeed. Well, I’ll be leaving him in good hands then.” Madeline smiled at the woman, before retrieving the bag of treats from her and following the brunette to the entrance. “No worries, I can only imagine he will be right now. I’ll be right back with him.” Turning her phone’s flashlight on, the blonde ventured slowly into the dark building, feeling the chills at the eeriness of her surroundings. “Benny?” She shook the bag of treats before taking one from it, and illuminating the room as brightly as possible with her phone. After searching a few rooms, it took a few more minutes before she found the dog curled up in the corner in the room at the end of the corridor. “It’s okay,” She crouched down and petted the dog, giving him a treat. “Good boy, let’s get you out of here.” Madeline scooped up Benny in her arms and didn’t switch off her flashlight until she was approaching the entrance again. “There he is, I think he was a little frightened since he wandered so far into the building. But other than that, he’s all good, and I think he missed you.” She set the dog back to the ground, allowing him to sprint toward his owner.

Rosie smiles and nods her head before bending down to scoop the kind woman’s dog into her arms, giving him a scratch behind his ear before turning back to her newfound companion.  “Please be careful!” She calls out after her as soon as she finds her now venturing into the building alone. She feels somewhat bad for bothering her with a favor she could have so easily done herself but she’s still tremendously grateful that she had managed to get her attention and not some jackass who would probably laugh at her dog’s demise. As every minute passes by, Rosie finds herself growing more concerned and a chill runs down her spine. What if there’s actually something lurking in the shadows? What if she unknowingly made her walk into a trap? Just thinking about it nearly brings tears to her eyes before she suddenly catches sight of the woman’s flashlight from afar and a bright smile crosses her features. “Oh heavens, you’re alive! Thank goodness!” She exclaims as she carefully puts her dog down to welcome Benny into her arms, tears still ending up falling from her eyes. “My baby! I thought I’ve lost you! Don’t you ever run away from me again!”

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noah-j-devin:

“I’ll use my flashlight too then, so we have plenty of light. It will barely be dark at all then.” he said, trying to reassure her. “That’s fine. Honestly, if he knew me at all, I’d just go in myself. But I’m worried that I’d only scare him more if I tried to grab him myself.” he explained, turning on the flashlight on his phone as he began to lead the way into the building.

Rosie tries to think of her way out the young man’s plan but unfortunately, what he just said makes perfect sense. She will just have to overcome her fear of the dark if she truly wants her baby back. “O-Oh, okay. Let’s do this.” Out of desperation, she curls her fingers onto his jacket behind him as she tries to look over his shoulder as much as her height could allow her.

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officerxaanya:

Aanya was on a break from work wanting to get some coffee when she saw someone waving to her. Approaching the woman and hearing what has happened to her dog, she nodded. “Of course I’ll help you get your dog out of there,” she said with a small smile. “Thankfully, I always carry a flashlight with me so you’re in luck.”

“Goodness, you just made my day!” Rosie exclaims in genuine relief, grateful that not only is the woman willing to help her, but she even has the necessary stuff for it. “He’s right over here.” With a polite wave of her hand, she guides her to the building nearby before pointing at the entrance. “My baby Benny ran straight in there. He’s probably so scared right now.”

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nathanxyoung:

“Benjamin Barker? Sweeny Todd fan?” Nathan chuckled softly, moving closer to the building the doorway in front of him. “He ran this way?” He frowned very thoughtfully, trying to see if he could catch sight of the dog.

“Yes! Named after Sweeney Todd and the English landscape painter.” Rosie smiles brightly at the man’s recognition of the name, probably getting a bit too excited as she follows him to the doorway but trying her best not to get too near the entrance. “Benny!” She tries calling out but no luck. She sighs. “Yeah, he ran that way. But please be careful.”

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adelaideday:

A part of Adelaide felt silly for being so upset when this was just… It was just a place full of things. It wasn’t her daughter or her friends. She should just be happy that they were alright. On the other hand, a lot of her friends were some she had met in this very place, or shared a lot of fond memories with her, and perhaps that was what hurt the most — That that place didn’t exist anymore.

When she saw Rosie, it only made her feel it that much more. She was a customer she now considered a good friend after all. “Oh, it’s… It’s okay,” she said, trying her hardest to be strong. “Thank you so much though. I’m really happy to see you. Are you okay?”

Rosie could tell her friend is trying her very best not to break out in tears in front of her and she wishes she wouldn’t mind as much because it’s only making it harder for her not to cry as well. Not only is her favorite place destroyed because of a natural disaster, but one of the people she cares so much about just watched her dream reduce to nothing but a pile of mess. 

“I’m okay...” Rosie answers with a slow nod, her chest tightening at the lackluster smile gracing Addy’s lips. And apparently, it’s enough to bring tears to the artist’s eyes as she quickly wipes them the second they rolled down her cheeks. “Oh my god, Addy. I really am so sorry. You deserve better than this. This shouldn’t have happened...!”