#andrei.event

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where: the Balcony who: Andrei Lupu and Anyone

Andrei slipped into the balcony with a glass of scotch on the rocks on his hand and a sigh on his lips. He has never been one for parties. Costume parties even less so. But Andrei also knew that if he missed this party, he would deeply regret it. Especially if it’s the only thing people would care to talk about withing the next few days. Besides, he heard about the game in the woods. He definitely planned on joining that.

But for now, he wanted to drink and eat first. After getting his drink, the dom ventured out of the ballroom and into the balcony. He placed his glass of alcohol on the ledge along with the axe that he carried around to match his outfit. From the balcon, the garden almost looked peaceful. Yet.. Andrei knew so much better. He was imagining all the debauchery happening in between its hedges when he felt someone beside him. “It’s real.” He didn’t need to look at the person eyeing his axe to convey that he was addressing them. “Unless you want to accidentally lose a finger, don’t touch it.”

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Andrei Lupu as The Lumberjack from Little Red Riding Hood in Rosewood Manor’s Fairy Tales After Dark

Andrei has grown rather fond of the beard he’s sporting recently. Deciding to just simply build his costume around it, the head trafficker simply chose a red flannel shirt from his wardrobe and donned it with denim jeans and leather brown boots. That way, he wouldn’t have to spend for something as asinine as a costume. The finishing touches were his black leather suspenders, a tobacco pipe that was given by an old friend, and an axe he borrowed (stole) from the groundskeepers.

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where: the Maze who: Rodolfo Galvez and Matthew Hastings ( @gcssxmer​ )

The problem with being stationed inside the maze is that there would definitely be long interval times between one visit until the next. That’s how Rodolfo found himself getting bored while draped over his lectus. There was nothing for him to do but wait. He had already drank one of the two glasses of wine he was allowung himself for the night. (It was usually not enough to get him drunk but given that he hasn’t eaten anything the entire day, the sub definitely felt something.) He also didn’t want to eat some of the fruits on display. He was hoping to save them for a dom who might like to be fed. Bored with nothing to do, he threw his head back sharply to groan only for his right cheek to brush against a protruding branch.

“Ah!” Rodolfo flinched away. His fingers immediately found the scratch on his face. It definitely broke skin. Fuck.

Not wanting to drip blood over the white cloth of the lectus, Rodolfo left his alcove and looked for the maze’s exit with a thumb pressing down on the scratch of his cheek. He tried to quicken his pace only for him to crash against someone’s chest when he tried to do a quick turn. Rodolfo was ready to apologize when he realized just who it was he bumped into. The sub quickly averted his eyes away. “I’m sorry, sir.” His words were that of an obedient sub but his tone told a different story.