#starter:open

[oflunas]

OPEN STARTER ; / @maplecstarters​

           A  GENTLE  SMILE  FORMS  on  isla's  face  as  she  pushes  through  the  flimsy  curtains,  eyes  lit  up  with  good  news.  "well,  it  looks  like  you  won't  need  stitches  after  all."  as  she  talks,  she  makes  her  way  to  the  sink  to  wash  her  hands  and  slip  on  a  pair  of  squeaky  blue  gloves.  "your  makeshift  bandages  are...  beautiful,  but  we  will  have  to  redo  them  and  then  we  can  get  you  your  paperwork  and  send  you  on  your  way,  how's  that  sound?"  although  a  question  leaves  her  mouth,  she  finds  herself  already  reaching  for  the  patient's  wounded  hand  to  pull  away  the  bandages.

[adaliias]

she sits, her head a dull ache and her mind a thousand miles away. things were not supposed to go this way. she was supposed to be safe, uninjured, and in a clean set of clothes. she was supposed to be calling her daughter -- her helena. adalia wonders how her daughter will react when she isn't at the airport in a few days time. she wonders if helena will think her mother's abandoned her yet again, if she'll blame herself for her mother's absence.

lost in thought, she's easily startled when leaves crunch in front of her. her eyes are wide when she lifts her head but her worry quickly melts away when she notices the person approaching doesn't appear to be a threat.

"christ, you didn't need to sneak up on me like that." then again, it was her fault for not paying attention. she runs her eyes over them, squinting slightly. "have we met already?"

[ofmagenta]

OPEN STARTER ; @hollowscreekstarters​​

                     MAGENTA  IS  FINISHING  UP  her  shift  at  gourmet  pastries,  wiping  down  the  counters  &&  getting  ready  for  closing  when  she  hears  the  bell  ring  as  the  front  door  opens  and  closes.  she  tucks  a  few  loose  strands  of  hair  behind  her  ear  before  looking  up  from  the  counter  &&  offering  the  customer  a  smile.  “hi,  welcome  in!”  magenta  gestures  to  the  few  remaining  pastries  in  the  display  cabinet  before  giving  a  slight  shrug.  “we’re  just  about  ready  for  closing  so  there’s  not  much  left  to  choose  from,  but  feel  free  to  take  a  look  and  let  me  know  if  there’s  anything  you  fancy.”

[oflockwoods]

OPEN STARTER ; @hidehillstart​​

                     SHE  SITS  WITH  HER  LEGS  CROSSED  on  the  floor  of  like  a  broken  record,  her  back  against  the  wall  &&  her  hands  working  quickly  over  a  piece  of  paper.  it  was  kate’s  first  day  off  in  awhile  &&  she  happily  embraced  it,  deciding  to  use  her  free  time  to  sketch  out  a  few  of  her  favorite  places  around  town.  like  a  broken  record  was  her  first  stop.  though  she  loved  children,  not  being  around  a  screaming  horde  of  them  was...  well,  nice.  the  colors  on  her  page  began  to  pop  out  in  beautiful  arrays,  bringing  her  deeper  into  focus  as  she  tried  to  capture  the  energy  of  the  shop.  it  wasn’t  until  she  heard  someone  clearing  their  throat  that  kate  finally  glanced  up  from  her  page.  “i’m  so  sorry  —  am  i  in  your  way?”  she  asks,  quickly  gathering  her  belongings  &&  shoving  them  out  of  the  way.  it  was  a  fairly  narrow  path,  so  she  hugs  her  knees  to  her  chest.  “is  this  enough  room?  i  can  stand  up  if  you  need  me  to.”

[runningwiild]

Hey! What are you up to on this lovely Friday night?

[dimpledstars]

It was very hard for Sebastian not to feel smug as he listened to everyone talk in hushed panicked voices. Sure, he hadn’t meant for it to go this far. He never really knew how to reign himself in. But he was still amused none the less. So while everyone walked around with worried looks on their faces he couldn’t be more amused by it all. How people reacted to things like this fascinated him. And it was even more fascinating seeing as it was only a mudblood that it had happened too. Though really it wasn’t anything personal. Just the wrong place at the wrong time for the poor girl. Which had worked out great for him.

Ever since Voldemort had fallen he’s been itching to feel that satisfaction that came with inflicting pain again. And now that particular need had been finally scratched he couldn’t be in a better mood. Which felt like a very big contrast to the general population of the school. But did he care? Definitely not. It was about time people remembered their place. And having the school once again masked in fear was just heaven to him.

Though his mood did come with some strange glances. Which he wasn't surprised about. Though being outright stared at was rather annoying. “Do you want to say something?” He asked, looking over at the person with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “Cause it kinda looks like you do.”

[mraveryphillips]

“Fucking dog,” Avery muttered under his breath, his annoyance etched into his voice. He loved his pet, but the pup loved to be a pain in his ass sometimes, and right now was one of those times. Rocky had decided to bolt it across the park, causing absolute mayhem in his wake, and all Avery could do was try and chase after him. He only caught up to the dog when Rocky had decided that he’d found a new friend and began to jump up at the stranger, leaving muddy footprints over the man. “Shit, I’m sorry!” Avery apologised as he sprinted up to them. “He gets a little excited when he makes a new friend. Come on, Rock, get off him.”

[truealphascott11-blog]

@synergystarter​

“Okay, but...um...wait what were we talking about?” Scotts head was still all over the places since getting back from the vet office. So much had happened within one week that it clouded his mind a bit.