The Pearl of the Riviera

❝...So I look over the big white building which is the salvation the Monégasques-~their symbol of freedom from taxes and military service-and know that the strength of Monaco is the weakness of the world.❞ -Travel Magazine, Incorporated, 1920. -a dependent RP account for Scriptorium

[uriciu]

hellasgraeci:

“Hm… not yet.” Iraklis said, popping his cheek into his palm while he stood slouched over his booth’s counter, “I mean, apart from having you donating to me. If more people like you came around… I could possibly be able to call it a short day of work today.” He spoke, glancing aside for a moment to look at some people passing his booth while they snickered a little due to the lipstick he had come to wear now. 

He frowned to himself, wondering why they did that. Did they think his idea was silly? He tilted his head to scratch the side of it before he looked back to Cécile, “But it looks like I’ll have to work hard.” 

“What is the phrase again, ah, ‘work smarter not harder’? That sounds about right.” Cécile tapped her chin with a manicured finger. Eyes flitting up to him, the corner of her mouth quirked into a smile. “I could help you, you know. It might not even cost you a single coin.”

Still keeping the light tease of a tone, she took in his face and blessed the fact that the smudge of red wasn’t the worst shade for him. Yes, this could work very well indeed. “Please say that you have some form of social media.”

[cloversreblogs]

I tried the Tim Burton style again and I got a bit overboard……

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[uriciu]

hellasgraeci:

Iraklis blinked. As it should be expected of Monaco, he thought to himself. He couldn’t possibly raise his price that much though – then people wouldn’t come to him to buy what he was offering. While he thought about this, he stared at the amount of cash she slid over his booth’s counter. Glancing to the side, he casually slid them into the box and quickly retook his leant-forward position from earlier. 

Cécile definitely got what she had paid for. A noticeably long kiss later, Iraklis leant back and offered a small smile at her, “Thank you most kindly.” He spoke, with some of her lipstick on his own lips. 

“There’s no greater joy than to give.” There was an ever so slightly dazed smile when Iraklis withdrew. He certainly didn’t short change her, that’s for certain. It was her duty as a prosperous nation state to help those less fortunate and there was nothing wrong with enjoying herself when doing so (or so Cécile would later justify when writing this off as charity work).

“So, have you found much in the way of patrons so far?” -And with a flash of a grin and fixing her herself it was back to business mode! Well, as close to one as she could manage with Iraklis wearing a fair portion of her lip color. To point that out or not? That was a tough choice.

[monacomonoikos]

[monacomonoikos]

[lavinianicholai-deactivated2018]

Time to go 🗿

[uriciu]

From here:

“Ah, really?” Iraklis asked while he put the money into a small box which read ‘kisses’, “I set the price to be low, so people might buy even more kisses…” He explained, frowning to himself while he thought her words over.

“Should I raise the price?” He asked, quirking a brow while leaning in over the booth’s counter with his arms folded under himself, so he was within reach of her lips.

“I’d recommend €15 to €20 personally but if you insist on selling yourself at clearance prices,  €5 is the lowest I will accept.” Was this business talk or self esteem talk? Frankly, who knew? Either way, an amount quite a bit heftier than his asking price was slid across the table before she did a quick lipstick and fresh breath check.

Getting what she paid for was made endlessly easier by his thoughtful positioning so all it took was just a little lean (and caution in regards to her glasses) to press her lips to his and complete the transaction.

[dailyhetaliafacts]

Daily Hetalia Fact #145

Monaco has dressed up as the vindictive spirit of all the people who end up penniless at her house for Halloween.

[rocherdemonaco-blog]

aph monaco + blue / red

Monaco, protected by the oldest of weapons: guile and determination.

[uriciu]

crab nebula + asteroid belt

 crab nebula: favourite colour?

“I think the ‘right’ answer would be the red and white of my flag but dusty pink, navy and lavender are also strong contenders.”

asteroid belt: favourite accessory?

“That depends per season! Gloves are making a comeback and statement sunhats are also en vogue-Ah! My go to ribbons and glasses are a timeless classic.”

[ask-bait]

🌌 25 celestial asks

solar system: what is the driving force behind your good deeds?

earth: rivers or seas?

moon: do you play any instruments?

jupiter: how tall are you?

sun: if you could live in any past decade, when would it be?

mars: do you believe in life on other planets?

saturn: favourite song?

venus: are you religious?

milky way: what’s your favourite chocolate bar?

neptune: what’s your favourite music genre?

uranus: sexuality?

mercury: what’s your favourite school subject?

pluto: is pluto a real planet or fake?

andromeda galaxy: what’s the farthest you’ve travelled?

ceres: how old are you?

crab nebula: favourite colour?

asteroid belt: favourite accessory?

pleiades: star sign?

orion nebula: sweet or salty?

sirius: favourite fictional character?

eris: what’s your dream job?

halley’s comet: what’s your opinion on fate?

callisto: do you like ice cream?

dysnomia: favourite sound?

deimos: if you could go to space, would you?

[uriciu]

Introduction Starters 3

"WHO are you?"

"Where did you come from?"

"That's a nice outfit."

"I love your bag, where did you get it?"

"I feel as though I'm not prepared for this."

"Oh my gosh! I know who you are!"

"I love seeing new places and meeting new people."

"Can you NOT stare?"

"Do you have the time?"

"Are you talking to me?"

"Do I know you?"

"Can you help me out?"

"What did you say?"

"Excuse me."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"What is going on, here?"

"Are you an angel?"

"Have we met before?"

"Who am I? Are you sure you want to know?"

"Have you seen anything so beautiful?"

"Lookin' for somethin'?"

"I'm not buying whatever you're selling."

"Freeze!"

"What is with the weather?"

"Moon sure is bright tonight."

"What'll you have?"

"I didn't ask for you."

"Thanks... ah... I didn't catch your name."

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[uriciu]

hellasgraeci:

Iraklis smiled when she laughed, but then he lowly mumbled the list for the dress-code to himself after she had said it; repetition made him remember. He had brought a button-up shirt, and he wasn’t wearing any open toed shoes or bathing suits either, so he should be good. 

“I don’t.” He spoke, shifting on his feet and then bringing his hands back behind him, to hold onto the edge of the kitchen counter. Oh yes, he noticed the trace of disappointment in her expression when he had crossed his arms and ‘hidden’ his chest behind his strong arms. Cécile, your poker face is fading.

“I like all kinds of food, I’m not particularly picky about anything.” He informed with a small smile, “Ah, we should probably get ourselves ready to leave, hm?” Iraklis asked, tilting his head slightly. 

“That easy to please?” She didn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed at the lack of challenge. There was immense satisfaction when a smile could be brought the most finicky of tourists but the weight on her shoulders that would come with that wasn’t quite as celebrated. Though perhaps the relaxed sort were a challenge in their own right..

“Ah, that would be a good plan. Give a knock when you’re ready and I’ll try to speed things along. I can’t rush perfection but I will try to cut some time off the process.”  Cécile hoped that came across as a joke. Self conscious laugh aside, she gave one last appreciative look his way (it was too early for shame) and a wave before she hurried along. It did take effort to look positive effortless and there was none of that to spare if she wanted them to get some of the better seats.

[uriciu]

eenheidenliefde:

Léa couldn’t help but feel a little amused. “I certainly know a thing or two about showing equal appreciate to the neighbours. You should see my brother’s face if I favour my french side - but french dessert sounds perfect! More importantly, have I actually missed any interesting gossip on your end lately?”

“It’s a precarious balancing act to have no favourites but also trying to be the universal favourite.” Cécile gave a put upon sigh before her face came to a grin. “You’re the guest. You share first, it’s only right.”

[uriciu]

mou-man-tai:

“Would you rather I take a more backhanded approach?” Hong Kong teased.

“Hey, don’t count yourself out so fast,” he insisted. “You’d be surprised at all the rules they’re willing to bend for us. I know you probably can’t tell from way down there, but I’m not that tall myself,” the teen sighed dramatically. “It’s amazing what they can pull off with the right camera angles though~ ‘Sides, I think runways are kinda overrated. I’ve seen enough 'Top 10 Model Disasters’ on YouTube to turn me off.”

“Most would try brown-nosing before it got to that. -The model train of thought counts for that well enough. No need to mix strategies that don’t compliment each other.”

“A Visit Monaco campaign of brief commercials I could see. They could even work with the ‘Pearl of the Riviera’ title.”

[uriciu]

hellasgraeci:

“I think it’s fine that we’re not wearing dark glasses… People would just stare at us then, if we wore them indoors and during winter.” Iraklis spoke with a small grin of his own. 

“Thank you for thinking so.” He said, taking the offered piece of biscotti and dipped it into his coffee before eating it whole. He hummed, nodding in approval of the taste. While he chewed the bite down, he picked up his cup of black coffee and glanced aside at the window, and after swallowing his bite, he took a sip from his cup to wash down the last crumbs. 

“What do you find interesting with watching people?” 

“It would give something of an aura of celebrity. Well, in my experience it would but I suppose for reading menus it would be a bit of a hassle.” She mused, hands now wrapped around the cup. One or two little puffs of air and Cécile deemed the beverage ready to sip at-better to be safe than sorry. Although regardless of caution, her glasses still fogged up. Ah well.

“People are interesting in and of themselves. It’s safe to say you could make a pretty accurate guess on what they’re doing, where are they going and who they are from a glance after several centuries of being surrounded with them but you never really know, right?” Cécile grinned. “You could always guess at the mundane but it’s more fun to think a little outside the box. -Ah, am I talking too much?”