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tagging: @smytheonline
time frame: 26.10
location: festival of frights
“Well don’t you look dashing. Don’t get me wrong, I get excited whenever I see you around town — not excited in the way I’m sure you’re used to people feeling, but just happy, you know? —but I wasn’t sure this would be your scene? Community spirit, or am I missing something?
@sebnavarette
safiya had spent her fair share of time on the navarette estate, after all the family was one of the bigger wolf families. while she had difficulty getting along with many children due to her frankly terrible brothers, the navarette siblings were always sweet and welcoming. she held a special place in her heart for the eldest, feeling a familiar sense of comfort with the man that was still a decade older than her.
she knocked on the door to his study after a meeting with his parents, she didn’t want to leave without saying hello at least. she cleared her throat before turning the knob and walking in half a second after she’d knocked, ‘mr. navarette, it is so incredibly rude to keep a lady waiting so long, especially at your own estate.’ she scolded with a fond smile as she opened her arms expectantly for an embrace. ‘it’s been too long, seb. gods, are you ever expecting to come to a pack meeting again?’
i will tremble a prayer (and i’ll beg for forgiveness) || friday & sebastian
@whelanesque
Friday hasn’t been to work since the raid. She hasn’t really been to sleep since the raid either -- every time she closes her eyes, she sees Rhys with a gun to his head telling her to run before the Initiative takes him away. Her guilty conscience isn’t helping matters either: she’d drawn it. Not clearly enough to be able to stop it from happening, but still. She should’ve shown someone. Anyone.
And now Rhys is gone, and she can only imagine what they’re doing to him. Sometimes she does, just to punish herself. But more often than not, Friday is desperately, desperately trying to find him. After days and days of trying, she’s had zero success, but she won’t give up. She hadn’t when she’d been looking for him in every bar in LA, and she won’t now. When it occurs to her that maybe something of his will help her focus on him, she feels a spike of something resembling optimism for the first time in days.
It’s early afternoon when she reaches tentatively for the handle of the front door. She hadn’t thought of how to get inside, and now that she’s here, she’s not so sure she wants to. Her guilty conscience screams at her that she deserves to be surrounded by the void and lifeless place that should instead be so full of him, and she agrees. It’s with a shaking hand that she turns the handle and to her surprise, the door opens. She stands shocked, too surprised and scared to step through the door.
“H-.......hello? Is.........is someone in h-here?”
▒ Victorian Event ▒
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Vintage decorated advertising flyers in hand , eyes closed along with a brightly smile, the ginger waitress in a victorian maid dress, talked to a taller male nearby, gently and politely with a light bow she handed him one of the promotions to the upcoming event of the place she worked at.
"Hau~ Good day sir. Please come to visit Dokidoki nightclub this saturday. We would be happy to serve you. Each of our masters will receive a little present for their coming."
Every weekend was, the day of the cosplay event. And for the next event they had picked victorian clothing. Rena's duty was to hand out the advertising flyers to those who passed by the club at alpha district. So this male was one of these but was confused her a bit —— when she opened her eyes, the first thing she noticed was that her chosen possible customer was wearing a tailored butler suit. She had never seen that man at her working place before and the event hadn't started yet.
Was he working at different club or cafe? Oh my, maybe it was the worst-case scenario and she handed the invitation to one of their rivals? Nervously, her legs rubbed together. Trying to figure out how to get away from this big mistake and embarrassing situation.. Trying to mutter some excuse but nothing came to her mind. She was literally lost for words.
« Despite the decadence of this block, I can gladly state that it seems to be rather lively. and --Oh, are those kittens? »
