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Closed rp with childkingobbie
"H-hello?" Garcia had taken off her shoes long ago after running away from someone. Now, she was lost in the woods and had no idea where she currently was, "Please! If there're anyone there, I don't mean to hut you!" She called, following with mumbling, "I really hope that I'm not just hearing things. Ugh! My tights are ruined!"
Twenties AU | childkingobbie |
Isolde sighed as she fiddled with her hair. After placing a few more pins in it to help hold the wispy parts of her hair out of her face she placed her beaded headband in her hair and finished checking her appearance in the mirror. She applied light kohl to her eyes and then turned to leave. Her heels clacked against the tiled floor on her mansion's hallway, and the long fringe on her dress swished against her legs. Finally she made it to the entry way, and her butler opened the door for her.
She made her way to her car, and climbed in the back, as he driver started the car up. Isolde tapped the gold lined envelope against her leg as the driver sped off. She looked over the envelope again, trying to figure out its secrets. She had never heard of this Oberon, and yet he had invited her to one of his famous parties. Isolde shook her head and then turned her eyes to look outside.
After a few long minutes she finally arrived at Oberon's place, and she couldn't help but be surprised at the sheer size of the place. It was larger than her mansion, and it was absolutely swarming with people.
After being dropped off at the door Isolde made her way up the steps. She was led into the main room, and was handed two different drinks. She made her way to one of the pillars and stood there, casually sipping her champagne as she waited for this mysterious Oberon to make his presence known.
childkingobbie replied to your post “Being up this early has certainly shown me I'm a morning person.”
-High fives you- AND I'M GOING TO BED NOW
Yes. Off to bed with you, dear. Have sweet dreams of whatever it is you fancy. Those are the best dreams. xx Sleep well!
Oberon returned a little bit later, wearing a solid layer of blood. "Alariiiiiic~!"
Looking sleepy the Fae came out for the back room and frowned “Ugh did you have to get it all over you? What the hell did you use?” shaking his head he moved forward and kissed the blood from Oberon’s lips
childkingobbie replied to your post “I kind of sliced my hand open and bled into the potatoes…is this fixable?”
"But...but potatoes are my favorite." Oberon looked down at the blue stain on the potatoes.
"Sweetheart... I can make more potatoes- trust me, I'm Irish, it's in my blood- but I'm afraid making new hands are completely out of the question."
"I kind of sliced my hand open and bled into the potatoes…is this fixable?"
Jamie gave a horrified look and took a step back. "The hand? Yes. The potatoes? ... not so much."
You're so warm. Don't move.
Jamie pouted as shivers ran up her spine. "Yes, but you're cold! Stealing all my damn body heat! What, did you stick your hands in snow or something?!"
