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Violet Parr. 18 just... not good with attention

[feliciarider]

Don’t be so hard on yourself. -splashes her- Liven up.

[violetpedata-blog]

-kicks water at her- Then don’t be so hard on me.

[feliciarider]

Oh no. I’m so scared of imaginary scary pervs that are going to whisk me away and take advantage of me. -scoffs- I’m fine. 

[violetpedata-blog]

Okay, sorry, I get it, I’m being stupid.

I should just go. Sorry.

[feliciarider]

Are you being weird?

[violetpedata-blog]

Probably, that’s about all I do. -sits by the pool, dangling her feet in the water-

I just meant there was- I- well, somebody might- People can be creepy about swimming. And you’re prettier than me so it’s probably even more likely. -shrugs- Sorry. I just don’t want anything bad to happen.

[a-shidanza-blog]

“Don’t worry, I don’t expect you to cook for me or anything. I’m capable of doing that myself.” Naveen said, stuffing his free hand in his pocket. “I could make enough for you, too, if you’re interested. You know, as a way of saying thank you for showing me around.” He smiled warmly at the girl. “I’m Naveen, by the way. What’s your name?”

[violetpedata-blog]

Well, at least he didn’t think he was entitled to everything.  “Sure, it’s this way,” Violet walk backwards a couple of steps, giving him a little motion to follow her, “Honestly most of what I do here is eat so I probably shouldn’t accept your offer but... oh, that’s not why I’m in here though! It’s just that’s all that I can really think to do when I run out of ideas. Maybe I’m just not very imaginative,” she shrugged, smiled a little awkwardly, “Sorry, I’m Violet.”

[theviciousdoberman-blog]

“But this show is so boring…” Roscoe turned around, flashing a sleepy expression at the woman. “Why don’t you go to sleep too? Dreams must surely be better than this place.”

[violetpedata-blog]

Violet took a seat on the floor next to the couch, as it was becoming clear this guy wasn’t moving any time soon, “Isn’t it dangerous to just sleep where everyone can find you? I don’t really want to be murdered. Even if it would make everyone love me.” She rolled her eyes, a little snarkier than usual just from her lack of sleep. She envied him how comfortable he seemed to be where anyone could see him.

[feliciarider]

Stop being a perv and jump in.

[violetpedata-blog]

That’s... you have to be careful. People can be weird about it.

[cadgantu-blog]

Yeah I lived on Kauai for most of my life. We had a lot of urban legends. A lot of them my friends and I made up. But, yeah I think I understand what you mean.

Whoah, are you famous? Can I ask that without being nosey? 

[violetpedata-blog]

Just the recurring themes - darkness, mirrors, fire, faces. It’s really interesting. What sort of ones did you make up?

It’s alright, I just- before I came here everyone I talked to always knew everything about me and it’s hard to remember most people here have no idea. My parents are famous, I’m just kind of... there.

[cadgantu-blog]

Oh no. I didn’t take the girls out to go see it. I convinced everyone on the island that we had our own witch in the backyard. It was great. And you’ve never been on a date? Is that a personal reason or should I start lining up the eligible bachelors here at the Clubhouse.

I think Blair Witch Project is definitely a movie that’ll stand for awhile.

[violetpedata-blog]

The island? I love urban legends, like the really local ones that are specific to a certain area? It’s just... really interesting how different places can share the same stories and have them just a little bit different.

I don’t know, I just- everybody outside is so- and god, if the papers found out I was on a date- and that boy in here, he- I don’t know. I guess dating isn’t really an option for me.

[cadgantu-blog]

I was seventeen, so it was pretty much a prime age to get girls all freaked out over the blair witch.

I was watching this theory on the movie though. And this guy was saying that the boys actually planned on killing the main girl and stuff like that. Pretty interesting take.

[violetpedata-blog]

I never really got the appeal of taking someone on a date where they’d get scared. I mean, if you both enjoy horror movies, go ahead, but if one of you is hating it? I’ve never been on a date though, I’m probably being stupid. Sorry.

I love meta theories and things like that, and people really looking into a story to get every interpretation they possibly can. And movies that are actually good enough to be examined that closely without falling apart.

[cadgantu-blog]

Yeah, I think it’s revolutionary for the genre. The whole marketing aspect alone. Everyone lost their shit back then. 

[violetpedata-blog]

I was about five so can’t really comment on that one. And my parents aren’t big movie buffs, let alone horror fans.

[cadgantu-blog]

I’m kinda spooked by that stuff. I guess I can’t help you figure out a good movie to watch. I like the atmospheric Blair Witch stuff.

[violetpedata-blog]

I love the Blair Witch Project! The camera techniques are so iconic, it totally changed the horror genre.

I’m usually into more stills and that, but the film work is just... It’s really good. 

[futterwacken-blog1]

Tarrant nodded. “I understand. When I am working on possible hat ideas I have to have a true sketchbook and art pencils or I don’t feel right.” He thought a moment before adding, “And tea.” He looked thoughtful. “I bet miss Namine has a camera you can use in the art room. She is an art theripest here.” 

[violetpedata-blog]

The thought that maybe, just maybe, Violet could actually hold a camera in her hands again, and not one she’d grabbed off a reporter in an effort to stop them from shoving it in her face... she beamed at Tarrant, her whole face lighting up with that one smile, “That’d be an amazing. I’ll definitely ask!”

[a-shidanza-blog]

Naveen quirked a brow, noticing the way the girl tugged her sleeves over her hands. Was she nervous or something? Was she cold? It was cold in there. For a place with such a high rating on Google, you would think they’d know to adjust the thermostat when the seasons changed. He hadn’t spent hours researching mental rehabilitation centers just to show up and freeze his ass off. He shook his head, snapping himself out of his own thoughts.

“No room service? Appalling.” He said sarcastically, shaking his head with a slight smirk. “I think food is the priority. Is there a kitchen? Or….a cafeteria?”

[violetpedata-blog]

Violet probably shouldn’t have felt as smug as she did about guessing exactly Naveen’s type - the type of boys who she met whenever her parents were invited to their celebrity gatherings and she tagged along, the type of boys who always had her ducking behind her brother so they wouldn’t catch sight of her - but she did feel smug, and she wasn’t proud of that. But the way he said cafeteria, like the thought of having to share with others was akin to eating dog doings! It didn’t endear him to Violet in the least.

“There’s a kitchen, it’s actually really nice. Just don’t ask me to make anything for you,” Violet gave a little shudder, remembering her encounter with PJ, “I can’t cook to save my life. Or anyone else’s.”

[cadgantu-blog]

What kind of scary do you like? 

[violetpedata-blog]

Honestly whatever?

But I love the dolls with the glass eyes and you can’t tell if they’re part of the evil or just an unrelated creepy for ambience. And any spooky little girls. Which probably says something about me, that I want to the kind of power that fear brings, but I think I just like the aesthetic.

[futterwacken-blog1]

Tarrant looked a little sad but quickly shrugged and smiled. “Thats too bad. I think a fascinator style would look lovely on you. I really don’t get much chance to work on my hats here not much call for them in here.”

He smiled a bit more when she mentioned wishing she could do some thing like that. “We have an art room to do creative projects in.”

[violetpedata-blog]

Violet ran a hand through her hair, considering the option. Her hair was really the only thing she liked about herself, the rest of her being too short and too pale and those dark circles under her eyes and a seeming unability to smile properly and... If she got caught up counting her flaws she’d be here all day. But her hair, it was long and dark and shiny and wouldn’t it look nice with one of those little hats or veils or something? But then she wouldn’t be able to hide behind her hair, so she shook the thought off and wished she hadn’t made Tarrant upset.

“I used to really like photography but I left my proper camera at home. I’ve got my phone but-” Violet shrugged, “It’s not the same, you know? You don’t really feel that artistic when you’re just using your phone.”

[a-shidanza-blog]

Naveen turned when he heard the girl speak, eyeing her for a moment before flashing her his trademark crooked smile. “Is it that obvious?” He chuckled. “I’m looking for my room. And also some food. Could you help me out?”

[violetpedata-blog]

When he smiled at her the urge to flee immediately became far more imminent. But what would he think of her if she just left as soon as he talked to her? He’d think she was rude, that’s what. Rude and awful and stupid. And probably ugly, but that wasn’t really to do with her leaving. So she tugged her sleeves down over her hands, because sweater paws made her feel cute and feeling cute meant she felt brave, and tried to not freak.

“Well, um, which is the priority? ‘Cause if you head to your room there’s probably not going to be a banquet laid out. And there’s no room service.”

[sorakeystone-blog]

“Its in pieces so you can’t really fix it but I could ask for a new one. I think they are just afraid I will break it again.” He looked down.

His eyes were drawn to the shadowy placed in the room again. He really needed to go somewhere else before they got worse but he couldn’t just bolt out of the room with the girl standing there that would scare her.

[violetpedata-blog]

Violet picked at a loose thread on the very end of the her right sweater sleeve, “I think you should ask for a new one. Because it’d help you. You deserve to feel safe.

“Sorry, that’s obvious. You’re not stupid, I shouldn’t talk to you like that. Sorry. Are you alright?”