#m:ingrid

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open || gym || @crimsonstarters​

Pink, wrapped knuckle collided angrily with the slightly worn punching bag as Ingrid let out another grunt, feeling the slight pain course through her hand but throwing another angry punch at the bag- there wasn’t much else she could do, not with her ankle still healing but taking her frustrations out on the punching bag seemed like a good way to get started especially when everyone else thought she was in a hot yoga class because a hot yoga class seemed far more Ingrid than trying to build her strength up on a punching bag. 

Smack!

The sound resonated throughout the slightly empty gym, she figured there wouldn’t be anyone else in the gym at this time, except the largely built male who stood in the corner watching her carefully, one who was paid handsomely by her father of course, to watch the youngest screw-up of the Vasile family try to make herself stronger, because just in case. “Motherfuckers.” She hissed under her breath before her other fist collided with the bag, watching as it bounced slightly from the force in her punches.

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Closed starter || Fire & Ice Festival || @levxvasile​

Ingrid currently felt like she was on top of the world, barely paying any mind to those around her as she continued to dance erratically to the music. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest, yet that didn’t stop her from discreetly placing some more of the suspicious white powder onto her finger and eagerly sucking on it. How long had she been doing this? It felt like minutes or maybe it had been hours, perhaps even days? She still wasn’t quite sure, time had left her long before she even entered the festival venue. She’d somehow gotten herself separated from Dominic under the guise of wanting to dance, how long ago had that been?

Ew, you’re bleeding! The words snapped her away from the blissful, ignorant world she had been in moments before.

Her brow crinkling together as she reached up and wiped her nose, shocked to see some blood on her hand, causing her to quickly wipe it once more. Had someone hit her? Had she accidentally hit something? She couldn’t quite remember, reaching up and touching her nose but couldn’t tell if it was swollen or sore or not. Surely, she would remember someone hitting her?

“I’m gonna get some water!” She shouted over the music, to no one in particular, instead pushing her way through the crowd, unable to make out any of the faces and bodies she was pushing past until she was away from the dancing.

Stepping away and glancing around, placing a hand over her pounding heart, shouldn’t it had slowed down by now? Why did she feel like she couldn’t breathe? Stumbling blindly through the crowd until she found a wall to lean against, sliding down it, ignoring the scratch it made against her practically bare back, placing her had between knees and taking in a few, shuddering breaths but that didn’t help, it only made it worst, watching as the still dripping blood from her nose hit the grass below her.

Letting out a choke gasped before lifting her head, her green eyes widening at the sight before her, it couldn’t be, there was no way, it was impossible but it still didn’t stop her from choking on the word. “Daddy?” At the figure approaching her; her father, the one she had killed. Falling forward slightly, landing on her hands and shaking her head. “Nope, nope, nope.” She muttered under her breath, burying her head in hands and tugging on the blonde strands as she tried to get rid of the image of her father standing before her.

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@dom--murphy​

Ingrid couldn’t help but smirk gently down at the texts that she was now receiving from Dominic; she had gotten him just where she wanted him, practically putty in the palm of her hand, almost begging her to come back to his house and finish what they had started via text. Smoothing out the sleek black dress that clung to her curves gently and running a hand through her slightly mussed blonde locks, hoping that she had that slightly sexed up look about her, like she had been kissed passionately in the rain and ran away.

Walking up the few steps that led to Dominic’s house, knowing what was waiting for her inside and shivering slightly, raising hand and knocking gently on the front door, smoothing out her dress slightly- despite being confident through the texts, she was slightly nervous about what was waiting for her, it had been quite a while since she’d been with an older male but was still nothing that was uncommon to her. “Are you going to open the door anytime soon?” She called out in a small sing-song voice.

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@ofcandyism​ Location: Constansia’s apartment For: Constansia.

Ingrid practically bounced into the apartment building, the wide grin on her face was practically infectious. She felt like she was bursting with energy and it was only increased by the fact that she was going to spend the day with her best friend, someone she had been neglecting as of late and was determined to make that up to her, hence the large bouquet of fresh flowers that bounced in her hands as she walked towards the elevator that led to Connie’s apartment. She was beyond excited to show Connie, the new apartment that she and Dominic would be moving in to in a mere week.

Pressing the button to Connie’s floor as she bounced back and forth on her heels, eagerly waiting to reach her best friends floor, practically falling out the elevator when it pinged open. She practically had the way to Connie’s apartment memorized, it was always ingrained in her mind, which is why she found herself at her door in no time, eagerly knocking on the door. “Delivery for a beautiful lady!” She called out in a sweet, sing-song voice.  

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@crimsxnbeau​

Closed thread || Skyfall bar

Ingrid smiled happily to herself as she carefully nursed the two coffee’s in her lap as the Uber made it’s way towards the Skyfall bar, she’d made a promise to herself to get to know more people within the O’Shea family and bringing Davut coffee seemed like a good start to that promise. Tucking a strand of her loose blond locks behind her lock as she watched the Uber approach the building that the Skyfall bar was located. She’d been there a few times herself but never to bring one of the doormen coffee. It felt nice to be venturing out, making new friends along the way, especially within the O’Shea family; people who had accepted her with open arms.

“Thanks!” She said brightly to her otherwise quiet driver as she climbed out of the car, shutting the door quietly behind her and waving him away before making her way inside. Smiling politely at a few people as she stepped into the elevator, pressing the level in which the bar resided on, she wasn’t aware it was open so early but apparently it was. Stepping outside and humming under her breath as she approached the bar, a happy smile gracing her bright features as she saw Davut, standing at the door like he said. “As promised!” She exclaimed happily, holding out the coffee. “Black with no sugar.” Holding out his coffee out to him. “How you can have no sugar is beyond me, but enjoy.”

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Fire and Ice Festival Outfit-

Ingrid Vasile

Alice Coltell

Marcia Souza

Carlos Faust

Miles St. Clare.

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Closed starter || Flashback || @ominouslys​

Ingrid smirked to herself as she made her way through the crowded event. The half drunk drink still gripped firmly in her hands as she tried to catch sight of the small blonde. She’d slipped away from Dominic for a moment, under the guise that she needed to use the rest room, when really she was hoping to meet the small blonde and get what she so desperately needed. She’d already gone through the supply she’d gotten beforehand and needed to have a pick me up or else she’d end up crashing before the event even got good. Quickly wiping her nose as she continued to push her way through the crowd.

She felt like she was walking on clouds, it was perhaps the most calm she had felt in days and she didn’t want to lose that feeling.

Finally spotted the small blonde and clapping her hands happily as she approached her. Throwing an arm around her as she sloppily kissed her on the cheek. Despite wanting to find the girl for a certain substance, she still liked the blonde. “Joey,” she slurred out slightly. “Please tell me you bought that special party favor I asked for.”

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[ A VALENTINE’S DAY CARD WITH A WRAPPED LOLLIPOP ATTACHED IS LEFT ON HER DOORSTEP.  WRITTEN INSIDE IT SAYS: ] 

Dear Ingrid,

This may be soon and the way I started this sentence sounds like I’m proposing but I just want to thank you for all of your help. I pounded you with private questions and you were nothing but nice and patient. We should definitely hang sometime!  I hope you and Domenic (Dominic? I can’t remember) spend this day with nothing but happiness, romance and laughter. Let me know how it goes! Spare the dirty details, of course.   

                       Text me when you get this!