#lifeinrock

[dxrkeyes]

@lifeinrock doubled down 🂡 — ! “What?” There was an unconscious body in front of Viviana, “… I can explain?” She accidentally shocked someone into unconsciousness. Vivi just gives an awkward smile.

"Are ya askin' me ta hide a body."

[bravesung-moving]

❛   goodness,   vivi!   your   skin   makes   this   makeup   pop!   ❜   you   say   happily   as   you   apply   the   eyeshadow   on   the   venezuelan.   rummaging   through   your   makeup   bag,   you   look   to   find   the   right   lip   combo   to   apply,   then   take   another   look   at   the   woman’s   face,   brow   slightly   arching.   ❛   something   is   telling   me   to   apply   a   chocolate-toned   color,   but   you   would   also   look   beautiful   with   the   red   velvet.   with   valentines’   day   coming,   I   want   you   to   look   playful   but   sultry.   ❜   while   you   were   not   a   makeup   expert,   you   sat   in   enough   makeup   chairs   to   learn   and   apply   the   knowledge,   the   excessive   interest   making   you   learn   independently   ( thank   goodness   for   friends   you   could   practice   on!   ).   ❛   speaking   of,   are   you   going   out   for   valentines’   day?   you   should   show   off   all   of   this   beauty,   and   I   am   sure   you   have   lots   of   eligible   suitors!   ❜

[dxrkeyes]

@lifeinrock [viviana] doubled down 🂡 — ! “You have really pretty eyes”

“Merci, Viv. Like rubies on velvet, non?”

[dxrkeyes]

@lifeinrock (melissa) dealt her hand ♣

Nothing like an afternoon treat at one of the few cafés in town where he tolerated the pastries. It was just busy enough for healthy patronage without being too disruptive. Most had come with a friend, a spouse, coworkers perhaps; but one woman in particular stood out. She sat alone, the all too familiar waft of cigarette smoke accompanying her.

“Real strong remind’a’n ol’ vice…tempted t’ bum one offa ya, chère.” Remy approached her with his own order, already sitting down across from her before she could object.

“Sittin’ by y’self but ya got dat box wrapped up real nice. Lucky devil they is,” he sipped his coffee, “who it for?”

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@lifeinrock doubled down 🂡 — !

“Yes, yes, I made cookies at midnight, don’t question it” Viviana puts a cookie in his mouth before giving him the plate, “Just enjoy them”

Viviana was perhaps a nervous baker, or had chosen to take up the activity over sleep. The sweet scent of cookies roused him from his own slumber, prompting him to turn over on the sofa. Rubbing his tired eyes, he had every intention of asking her what she was doing, until she shoved one into his mouth.

Oatmeal? And simple chocolate chip from the plate. Just the right amount of softness and crunch to them.

“S’good, merci...” Remy finally managed to speak. The hospitality was welcomed, but…

“Didn’ mean ta crash here like dat,” it was unlike him to stay, “I should go Viv...ain’t wise fuh me to stick ‘round.”

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@lifeinrock (vivi) dealt her hand ♣

The strum of a guitar, a pause, another strum. The sound hadn’t developed into a carefully tuned melody until moments later. Perhaps the individual wasn’t happy with how they had started off, wanting to improve and refine the riff.

Remy was a fan of music, genres of all sorts in fact. He was just curious enough to find the source, discovering a young woman practicing on her guitar in the otherwise quiet night.

“You takin’ requests, petite? Wouldn’t mind a solo show.” He stuck his hands in his pockets, strolling over to her side with a tilt in his head, as though studying the instrument.

“You pretty good at dat.”

[ghrahm]

❛ you don’t have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you. ❜ from vivi :D

"Is this toward me, or yourself?"

It isn't unkind, her words, but deducing that there very well could be possible irritation, Ashley softens it with a cock of the head, a lopsided smile. The words, when cast in the stranger's favor, makes sense, but when they're Ashley's shadow... a cog doesn't turn. Something freezes, the whole operation at risk. It's - is it wrong to say it's not worth diving into? Useful, that's the word glued to the back of Ashley's mind, you don't have to be useful.

How do you try for anything else? In a position as 'lucky' as hers, she can't stand to ... not. Sure, it cuts down her hours of freedom, she can't remember the last time she sat for an extended period, and she's so, so, so tired all the time, but...

It's a small sacrifice; a raindrop.

"You don't have to be any of those either. Sometimes it's enough just existing. It's not as easy as everyone makes it out to be, but... it's always worth it. So, it's always worth celebrating, too."

[illusionbound]

@lifeinrock dew stares and stares and stares... "you're quite adorable" and from who knows where, she takes out a lollipop. the advantage of being a witch.

Ivory feels like a deer in headlights, eyes averting the witch's gaze while she shifts her weight.

"Ah... um, m-merci?" Thanks to the illusion giving her a more human appearance, it was obvious to see her face dusted in pink from bashfullness.

Though she declines the treat signaling via holding up an opened hand and a shake of her head, "N-No, thank you, I'm alright." she may be a bit naive and wish to see good intentions from everyone she meets, but even she knew that accepting sweets from a stranger, especially one that makes them appear out of thin air, was a horrible idea.

"I-If I may ask, um...what's your name, Madame?"