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@laurabxw \ ❤

It wasn't often you saw women in the theatre.

Actually, that wasn't ENTIRELY correct. A more accurate statement would be that it was rare to see women alone in the theatre, not hanging off the arm of some rich man who had it all. This young woman didn't seem the type, just from her outward appearance. She also didn't appear the sort who would be brought in by anyone as a dancer--- something of a mystery, then. "Can I help you, miss?"

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           ❝ Ah ~ Doesn’t look like I can ‘elp ya then. Sorry, but it doesn’t work like tha’. Find someone else.  ❞

[allgrift]

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Send me a ◠ for a headcanon I have about your muse.

[ Laura owns a single emerald earring she found on a busy street. The only clue to its owner that she has are two initials carved into the back of it: lovely script that can be read as an E and a C, intertwining. She keeps it in her jewelry box, hoping one day to solve its mystery. She enjoys looking though the lovely stone: it appears clear and light in full sunlight, and a darker forest green in fire light. Sometimes, one can glimpse tiny lights within it, as well.  

[luxche]

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“People will notice! They’ll look for me!”