#maeve01

[sassa-fiske]

who: @maevedjae​ where: ollie’s dorm party when: spin the bottle

She had to have the shittiest luck of all time. Not only was she just forced to endure seven minutes with Mitch of all people, but now she spun the other Morrison - or whatever, having a different last name didn’t excuse you from being part of that family - and was shutting herself in a bathroom with Maeve? That bottle had a sick sense of humor, Sassa could say that much. 

The door clicked closed behind them, Sassa sighing as she turned around to face the redhead, Maeve was...fine, for the most part, but she was a reminder of how high school had been for her, of the cousin who had been nothing less than a bully. Not that Sassa had ever gotten bullied as much as Maeve allegedly had - or a lot of people, honestly - but sometimes being invisible had felt even worse. “I suppose I should be glad that Greer isn’t here or I’d definitely spin her next,” Sassa said with a scrunch of her nose, if only to break the awkwardness.

[saintbayrak]

CLOSED STARTER FOR: @maeveie​

LOCATION: somewhere with a fountain

Saint sighed as he regarded an American coin, flipping it around between his fingers. He’d only been in Crescent Harbor for a week, but the situation was already escalating, and he knew that he’d soon have to take action that was more direct than making eyes at the Blackwood and Whittaker heiresses. It wasn’t tiring as much as it was routine, though he had to admit that he’d almost welcomed the brief reprieve from nights spent awake over schematics. 

Idly, he tossed the coin, meaning to throw it into the nearby fountain. He didn’t believe in fate or wishing, but he did find the concept amusing. However, he hadn’t expected a woman to walk by just as he made the throw, the coin hitting her cheek as she passed. Grimacing, Saint stood up from his seat and headed over to her. “A penny for your thoughts?” he asked, a sheepish smile on his lips. 

[zaleriawysawraek]

WHEN: midday WHERE: a secluded clearing, out of Delos WHO: @thehandofmaeve​

Zaleria tore off a chunk of the mostly stale bread before placing it back down on the towel beside the dried meats, cheese, and various fruits she’d managed to gather for lunch. More often than not, this was what her meals consisted of. It was a far stretch from what she’d once been used to, all that time ago, but if it meant she wouldn’t starve it didn’t exactly matter much what she ate. No matter how nice it might have been to reminisce on how good it once was. Leria looked at her friend for a brief moment and silently wondered how often she too might think of her past life, and if she truly longed for it once more too.

“Oh,” the elf gasped, excitement clear in her voice. “Look what I managed to find at the market. I got it cheap too, I don’t think this guy even knew what he had,” she smirked as she pulled out a bottle of elderberry mead from before the end of The Blood War. It had been a favorite for most in the castle at the time and Leria found herself unable to get enough. Unfortunately for her, her time inside the castle walls was rather limited back then. And quality mead was not something so easily found on the frontlines. The forester held the bottle out to Maeve unsure if she deemed it worthy of further examination.

[leobehl]

‘you don’t know how many kids think a headache is good enough reason to skip class and then later i find them outside making out with whomever. were we this dumb when we were younger? i’d at least find a better hiding spot to make out and be sure i wouldn’t get caught.’ leo exclaimed, sitting next to this complete stranger with kind eyes and a nice smile. ‘oh hi! my name’s leo, i’m the new school nurse. i don’t usually start with complaining, but... mondays, right? are you teacher or staff?’

@endlessvines​

[algoriddim]

"Why Don’t Ya?" - Baikal