#epopenstarter

[gatekeepxrs]

Sarcasm bled from the gesture of casual shrug like an open wound. The smile on her face was too sweet, saccharine in its intention to soothe the bite of the words to come. They were a dangerous invitation, one that could go south quickly depending on exactly how they were taken. There wasn’t a preference on her part, half the story told on the healing scars that decorated her face like poorly written autobiography. Often, wearing the world and its words would become her burden to bare. “Go ahead, let’s find out, then.” 

[inherdreamss-blog]

Solana hadn’t expected to be greeted by someone sitting opposite her desk when she arrived back from lunch, late no doubt. It was a reoccurring theme when it came down to it, but no one seemed to mention it. Instead, the script was filled effectively and she was the one acting like it was an inconvenience to find a warm body waiting instead of some peace and quiet. Rounding the desk on those pointed heels, keeping the luxury of sitting from herself for a moment. “Hooomygoooddd, what?” 

[lxndlocked]

A tea party. She wasn’t even aware they were real things, and not just things from stories. Princesses had tea parties, didn’t they? Moving, tray in hand, the naiad slowed as she was called, the smile plastered to her face when it was apparent she could no longer ignore the voice. “Hi, yes, hello I’ll be right with yoouuuuuuu...” the word was drawn, strung out to hide the irritation that laced within it.

[giamancini]

“Another.” Gianna stated as she finished her third, maybe fourth, glass of champaign. Liv was fairly busy that night, and seated in the booth she had rented for the evening were a few rented slaves, some masters, and some mistresses. It was a night out. What pray tell was she celebrating? She didn’t know, but Gianna wanted to be surrounded by people, even if half of them were basically there against their will- but as she gave permission for them all to drink with her, she doubted they would mind this little outing much. Leaning over, Gianna picked up a glass off the table once it was set before them all, eyes locking on the person to her right when she sat back up. “Now, isn’t this fun?” She asked as she sipped. 

[mistresssarahcahill-blog]

Sarah Cahill had been away from Evergreen Parish for two months. She had been on tour because it was time for her to go on again. The tours provided her with a major jolt of income and a break from the mundane life of working behind the scenes.  Her limo pulled up in front of The Last Stop and the driver came around to let her out. She wandered in feeling way more relaxed.  She noticed someone staring. “ Never seen a pretty woman before?” She said.

[isxidwoof]

It was simple cause and effect, really. Attention had been demanded, in a sense, and his attention had been granted. Whether or not they’d regret it in the long run was still to be determined. “If you want my attention,” he repeated, words chosen different - deliberate as he spoke - “then do something to keep it.” Chin lowered, eyes narrowing on the other. “Dance for me.”

[raphaelcolt]

after  what  felt  like  hours,  he  finally  caught  it,  finally.  it  was  thing  he  missed  about  being  not  ‘  captive  ‘  the  frolicking,  the  sunflowers,  when  life  was  carefree  back  in  summer  lake,  oregon.  some  may  say  it’s  rather  silly,  oh  that’s  just  raphael  being  ridiculous  again.  but  finally  he  caught  it,  delicately  his  hands  encompass  the  creature  he’d  been  chasing.  and  it’s  when  he  sees  another,  approaching  them  with  a  small  upturn  of  his  lips  in  a  smile,  hands  still  cupped  around  something,  “I  caught  a  butterfly,  wanna  see?”    

[rollingthxnder]

“Fabulous,” the single word sang from her lips, far too happy for the current situation. She, for one, loved the weeks worth of celebrations. The excuse for drink and dress, the ability to make connections she didn’t normally have the chance to make. most days, she was locked up in her studio, nose to canvas. it was a refreshing break from the work. “Walk with me, fill me in on all the juicies.”