#jericho.start

[jerichohqs-blog]

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[astravat]

it was of no interest to the people around her in that astra’s veins were pulsing seldomly with an alcohol content that was prone to burst, and maybe the few sips of vodka became a much bigger task than the brunet expected. two bottles down the drain and a slur, astra had every intention to play it cool until they had began to slow down the songs and shut down the event and she could sneak off to allow her insides to become acquainted with the trees that flourished in their destination. for now, astra steadied herself into a seat build up of gold and silver spoon money, droopy hands reached over to pat out the sad individual that decided to place themselves in the vicinity of her lucid tongue. “guess who’s astrid? i’m astrid. want to learn more?” she blinks happily, clearly pleased to be out of her usual head space.

[dcrken]

okay, so i’m going to get real confused so i’m putting all non event threads on hold however , i wanna write now that i’m finally off of work & its friday !!! so please LIKE THIS if you’d like a closed event starter from either beck or dox !! & pls specify if u ... wanna because that’ll make it Much easier on me.

[technicvlor]

     open starter  

               ——  ✥   Brynne loved a good party, especially something as well planned as this. She was a bit bitter she hadn’t had a hand in the background of the ball, but being a fairly new resident she didn’t have much of a grasp on the traditions of Jericho. This was the second spring ball she had been to, since she arrived in town after the one two years ago. As she walked smoothly into the ballroom, her brown eyes wandered around. It was like stepping into a fairy tale, even more so than the town itself. She didn’t even feel like she was inside. Brynne’s slender fingers trailed absently against a wall covered in flowers as she made her way around the outskirts of the room. A few recognizable faces stood among the crowds, but for now she was more concerned with getting a good look at everything. For once, she wasn’t going to jump in before thinking.

[vesperffs]

       His attire consists of a cardigan sweater and loafers, glasses tipped against his nose, and pencil jutting from the corner of his lips like that of a cigarette would, occasionally gnawing on its end when in deep concentration.

❝ there are eighty eight constellations , but we’ll never understand how they were connected or who decided one star could link with another ... huh.  ❞  He’s mumbling to himself now, almost having a full discussion about meaning with a tree he is parked against. it is slightly late, a breezy evening, and a secluded area of the edge of the forest he assumed no one would approach - he thought?

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