QueenOfWands

Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

恋 清水

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☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲ In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. ☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
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The sudden voice from above caused Ren to lift her head, finding Raiko on the roof of the Ito’s home. What a show off! Not only did he get here first, but he had the time to climb the building as well! She listened to his warning about the growing storm, and her bright smiled waivered slightly, looking at the growing storm, it was significantly bigger than it had been this morning, and Ren grew nervous. It was in the direction too that all of the village men had gone off in, and Ren thought about her father. Hopefully he was okay, and he had shelter from the storm. But, ready for anything? That seemed odd, what else could they prepare for besides a heavy thunderstorm? For some odd reason, Ren suddenly felt exposed and she turned her attention back to Rai, beckoning him to come down. “Please come down, Raiko. You shouldn’t be in such a high place when a storm is coming.” With the storm growing in the south, Ren was becoming curious of how her mother was doing as well.

Her mother mentioned visiting Elder Tanaka, who was the head priestess in the shrine to the far south of the village. Her mother wasn’t a priestess, but she did work closely with Tanaka to help with general upkeep of the shrine. Ren had no doubts in her mind that her mother would want Ren to eventually work closer with Elder Tanaka to become a priestess herself. Her mother had even mentioned before how large of an honor it would be for Ren to become a priestess, but Ren was still deciding on it or not. There weren’t many other prospects for such a young girl, and especially not anything that allowed for her to leave the village. Her options generally fell in the categories of becoming a priestess or becoming a wife and child bearer. And with both of these ‘occupations’, she definitely couldn’t leave the village… But it wasn’t like she never dreamed of being a priestess. As her mother said, it was a great honor, and it would mean she would be responsible for the village’s wellbeing, a responsibility she wouldn’t mind having one day. But Ren would be lying if she didn’t fell a drawing force now and again towards the shrine. Was that how a calling was supposed to feel?

Ren continued to watch in the distance at the shrine, turning her attention back to Raiko. “Raiko! Why don’t we go visit the Southern Shrine today? I imagine a lot of the flowers around it are in bloom, and I would love to look at them.” Though that was one of her many intentions, perhaps she would also talk with Tanaka about what it takes to become a priestess. Without so much as giving Rai a chance to respond, the young Ren began to hurry towards the shrine, her bright smile returning to her race, and her eyes still cautiously watching the growing storm.

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Alexander felt numb from head to toe, as he swayed around on the dance floor. Life just wasn’t fair to him, it seemed. He felt like no matter how hard he tried, he would never win the love he so desperately needed. His numbness remained as he was whisked away by Gigi, not paying much attention to their spat. But why had Gigi come back for him? Her date? She really put a lot of emphasis on that as well. It did cheer up Alexander a bit, but he was still confused. It couldn’t be jealousy, because for starters, she didn’t like him. And for seconds, she would have no need to be jealous, as he felt fully dedicated towards her. He felt her fingers interlock with his, and holding him tightly as she drug him out of the crowd of people. He watched her with dull eyes, as they slowly traced down her arm to the interlocking fingers. He should be enjoying this, yet he really couldn’t. There must be some kind of emergency that is Causing Gigi to pull him away like this. Was Helene in danger? He vaguely remembered the conversation at the Patrone’s household about a Bastien guy trying to attack Helene. And Gigi was her hired protector. But what would she need Alexander’s help for? She would have been better off looking for Arthur or Terrance. Speaking of Terrance… as the two exited the gymnasium, the first thing they saw was the conglomeration of their two bodies pressed together against the wall.

Terrance really didn’t pay much mind to the sound of the opening of the door, still focused on kissing and fully enjoying Helene’s presence. Terrance just assumed it was another couple trying to sneak away from the masquerade to have their own fun. “This hallway is taken, move along!” He muttered out between kisses.

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Hearing Alyssa’s phone beeping and her voice behind him, caused Jacob to spin around, grinning widely. “Found you!” He playfully called out, wrapping his arms around Alyssa to spin her in the air. But upon mentioning Alexander he became slightly serious. Oh yeah, he had to make sure his friend was doing alright… Though from what he could see, Alexaner was no longer on the dance floor, and neither was Terrance. Jacob was only able to conclude this due to the severe lack of collections of girls around any singular guy. But, so long as Gigi had Alexander, they should be fine for now. “Yeah… you know how Alexander can get on his birthday… and in fact in 15 more minutes he will be 18.” Jacob put Alyssa down, resting his hands on her hips and letting out a long sigh. “How come we can’t have normal friends and normal lives?” He shot her a playful glance. He was only partly serious, as he loved his family’s occupation, he sure would love his life more if it could just be so much more simple and easy with Helene. “Come on, I gotta find him and make sure he is doing alright.” Jacob pulled Alyssa through the party, heading towards the double doors that led out of the dance floor.

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Matthew watched Eva with sad eyes. His only conclusion: Stockholm Syndrome. Because there was no chance in hell that Eva could be protecting this guy. It seemed that the small amount of alcohol that had been spiked into the drink was enough to give Matthew some courage to stick up to Arthur, and he just shook his head. Matthew could see that Eva was surprised by Arthur sudden shift in demeanor and used it to his advantage. “Eva, you don’t have to lie anymore! He is borderline abusive just the way he is normally. You can’t tell me that him slapping your drink from you was so innocent! I can see in your eyes you’re scared of him! He is a monster!” Monster, huh. Arthur scowled. Matthew wasn’t wrong about that, but he was wrong about the reason. Arthur was a monster for a different reason, not because he was abusive towards Eva. And he wasn’t! He was completely different from his normal self when he was with Eva. Guess no one seemed to notice that. But how could they when they were always alone together? Arthur felt Eva’s soft hand on his arm. Eva couldn’t be afraid of Arthur, he did everything in his power to keep her safe and away from harm. If there was anyone in this world she should be able to trust, it should be him.

Besides, you know, lying to her. A small voice whispered in the back of Arthur’s mind. Now, that wasn’t fair, of course he couldn’t tell her the truth about that. He felt bad for lying, but it couldn’t come out who he was to her. “You don’t deserve her!” Matthew shouted again, and Arthur’s eyes locked on his target. Arthur pulled his arm from Eva, stepping close to Matthew and shoving him back against the wall. Matthew still glared at Arthur, when he grabbed his collar and picked him up to be eye level. “Stay away from Eva.” Arthur hissed through clenched teeth, from that height, Arthur just let go of his collar, and turned his back to Matthew, wrapping an arm around Eva and pulling her away.

“That was quite out of character of you, Matthew…” A voice whispered, helping Matthew to his feet. Matthew, feeling embarrassed by the threat pulled his arm away abruptly from Isabelle. “What do you want?” He didn’t know Isabelle that well, besides her reputation as the library’s spider. A small grin grew on Isabelle’s face as she glanced to the side, watching Arthur march away with Eva in tow.

“A mutual partnership… I believe that Eva has something I want… and Arthur has something you want…”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Angry
✖✖ I am At... Masquerade Dance
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."That asshole..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue dress suit and joker mask.

Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

恋 清水

☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲ In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. ☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷

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When the breeze kicked up, Ren had to quickly place her hands over the basket, as to avoid letting the petals get swept away by the wind. She exhaled in relief, but when she opened her eyes, she was met with the face of a boy with pale eyes and white hair. “AAHH!!” Ren scooted back quickly, eyes growing wide after the sudden spook. But it didn’t take long for Ren to recognize the familiar face. Her look of terror shifted to one of entertainment. “You meanie! What if I had fallen out of the tree and broke my arm?” She pouted playfully, but it didn’t last long as she scooted back and playfully pushed Rai, making him rock back and forth on his hanging branch. Being a young girl, she was still easy to startle, but she wondered if as they got older, his antics would no longer surprise her. He couldn’t have that many tricks up his sleeve, could he? But that didn’t matter. Her best friend was finally here, and that meant it was time to goof off… after she delivered the cherry blossom petals, of course.

Even for a little girl, she could be more on the responsible side. But she also knew the sooner she got chores done, the sooner she could play with Raiko. She was almost done with plucking the last of the cherry blossoms, tucking them into her woven basket, and covering them with a blanket as to not let them spill out. “You’re also lucky I didn’t spill my blossoms! I would have really been upset then!” Ren playfully whined, once again cautiously climbing down the tree. As she moved she kept a close eye on her agile friend. He always moved from the trees so seamlessly. She had once even seen him jump out of the tree without getting harmed! He really was skilled for a young age, because if she had ever attempted that, she would have broken her leg. “Last one to the village is a rotten egg!” Ren giggled, turning on her heels and running back towards the village. Though her basket wasn’t heavy in her arms, its size definitely weighted her down.

Not that she wasn’t fully expecting to lose. Raiko always seemed to get ahead of her somehow, without her realizing he passed. Perhaps because she spent too much time looking over her shoulder to see how close he was. Her heart was pounding with excitement at what new trouble Raiko would get himself into, and what messes she would have to follow close behind to fix. Seiki wasn’t too far away, but already she could feel her short legs growing tired, burning from the sudden movements. She had only just woken up so long ago, so it probably wasn’t a good idea for her to move her muscles like this so much. Even on the ground, The Serpent Mountains were still in perfect view on the horizon, the storm cloud growing darker and larger. Ren felt a bit nervous at the sight. She hated thunder storms, they were scary! Heavy rain, loud thunder, flashing lighting. And the worst part- the darkness, Ren’s number one enemy. Dropping off her basket at the front of the Ito’s home, Ren looked around for her friend. She couldn’t see him anywhere. Had she beat him this time?

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Terrance… I’m in love with you. Those words echoed in Terrane’s ear drums, and bounced around in his brain. The words that he had been dying to hear, without knowing exactly what it was. But those words were enough to cement everything for Terrance. “I love you too, Helene… I have for a long time now.” It felt as if the weight of the universe was off his shoulders, letting those simple words escape his lips. It was really that simple, that easy! But sometimes life isn’t that simple. But rather than ponder on the consequences, as was Terrance’s normal MO, he decided to, for once, focus on the moment. And on Helene… his lover. His eyes softened, and he scooped her up, and pinned her back against the wall beside the locker and began to kiss her fiercely, his hands exploring ever little bit of her body that he had already known. They had to be destined for one another, there was no exception. She was perfect for him in every way, and he wasn’t about to let her go. Terrance took a deep breath between kisses, looking into Helene’s eyes, looking rather serious. “I promise… I’ll never let any harm come to you.”

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Just as Alexander informed her that the no longer needed to be dancing, Gigi suddenly broke away to go to the ‘bathroom’, right in the middle of a song. He couldn’t be surprised, it was the reaction he was fully prepared to expect. He watched her run away and disappear into the crowd, and his smile twitched slightly, before lowering to a frown. His eyes were no longer beaming their bright caramel gold, and were now a dull, light brown. Did he really think that a dance would woo over Gigi? She probably hated dancing! It was obvious to Alexander that she didn’t know how, so perhaps she hadn’t enjoyed it. Perhaps, he caused her to run off, he wasn’t surprised. But it hurt. It hurt really bad in Alexander’s chest. Why did he have to want something that he couldn’t have, want something that wasn’t his. Perhaps it was in his thieving nature to try and take things for himself that he had no right too. Since quite a few people had been watching the smooth dancing skills of Alexander, murmurs began to spread around about the mystery girl suddenly abandoning him, like Cinderella at midnight…. Midnight? Alexander lifted his hand, looking at his watch. 11:30… 30 more minutes until his birthday… Another 30 minutes until disappointment… Another 30 minutes until the continuation of no family, no love, nothing.

He felt a knife twisting in his chest, and he had to take a deep breath to calm himself. He couldn’t go flying off the handle, not in public. He had to keep his composure. But it didn’t stop a single tear from leaving the corner of his eyes, and sliding slowly down his cheek. Why did no one love him? “Alex. Would you mind finishing this dance with me?” A small voice spoke up. He turned his head to one of the smiling, masked girls from earlier, who was rocking back and forth on her toes and heels. He had to pretend that everything was alright, pretend that he was fine. Although he already had a mask on his face, he wore another one beneath it, a mask of the flesh. He pulled the best half smile he could, but it didn’t change anything. “Sure… Seems like my dance has come to an end…” He turned his attention to the new girl, taking one of her hands and placing his other one high on her back, not closer to her hips as he had with Gigi. They began to dance, but it was nothing in comparison to the way that he had spun around with Gigi. He really had to keep his mind off her, to distract himself from her. He couldn’t even look down at the girl he danced with, who was beaming smiles at the fact she was dancing with Alexander right now. His eyes stayed looked over her head, staring off into the horizon that wasn’t there. If he weren’t in public, his body would just crumble into a heap on the floor. He didn’t want to be here, around all these people… he felt sick. And he felt like an idiot for trying to woo Gigi.

Stupid…

Jacob happened to be walking by the women’s restroom, just missing Alyssa by a few milliseconds. Jacob looked at the petite girl who walked out, almost instantly recognizing her as Gigi. Primarily because he had seen her dancing with Alexander, and there was no one that could make him light up as much as he did than Gigi… But if Gigi was here now, then… “Where is Alex?” Jacob asked relatively frantically. Checking his phone, he saw it was just half an hour until midnight. Half an hour until Alexander’s birthday. As they steadily moved closer and closer to the day, Alex was at higher risk of fluctuating mood swings. Jacob placed a hand on Gigi’s shoulder, looking at her concerned. “Listen. Find Alexander and get him away from the party. He doesn’t need to be surrounded by so many people right now… I need to find Terrance. And where the hell is Alyssa??” Jacob stormed back into the sea of people, his head bobbing above the crowd and frantically turning left and right looking for her.

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Arthur charged the drink stand, arm outstretched. Matthew could see his life flash before his eyes. Oh no, Arthur was going to punch him in the face. Matthew quickly lifted his arms, in a feeble attempt to block. But instead of feeling blunt pain, he suddenly felt his arms and chest get wet and cold. Moving his arms, he just witnessed the end of Arthur’s outstretched arm slapping the cup out of Eva’s hand. The punch then splashing onto Matthew’s clothes. Arthur took Eva’s hand, panting from his sudden sprint across the gymnasium before leaning down to murmur in Eva’s ear. “Terrance… spiked… punch” He got out between each breath, taking in one long, deep breath to try and calm his racing heart. She hadn’t taken a sip, which was relieving. But would one sip have made a difference? Would that have affected the baby that much? Sure, everyone preached about not drinking when pregnant. But how much harm could one sip have been?

“Wh-What the he-hell is your problem, Ar-Arthur!!” Matthew’s voice snapped through the air, redirecting Arthur’s concerned gaze from Eva, to his stern attention at Matthew. What was he yelling about? “Is that really how you treat women?? Just slap them on the hand for no reason! You don’t deserve her!” As soon as the words left Matthew’s lips, he instantly regretted him. Why the hell had he said all that? Where did all these feelings come from?? Arthur stood up a bit straighter, glaring down at Matthew. Was Matthew claiming that Arthur was abusive towards Eva? Something in Arthur seemed to snap at the accusation. It was as far from the truth as it could be. Arthur wanted nothing more in the entire universe than Eva’s safety. And in Arthur’s eyes now, Matthew was a direct threat to that. So, this guy wanted to be a knight in shinning armor to Eva. Save her from the evil King that dictated over her? A humored chuckle rolled around in Arthur’s throat. He lifted one of his fists to his hand, cracking each knuckle in rapid succession. “Do you want to take this outside?” Even such a small threat like that seemed to rush the color from Matthew’s face, as Arthur just maliciously grinned. He’d been wanting to punch this guy’s face in for quite some time now.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Pissed, on the edge of snapping
✖✖ I am At... Masquerade Dance
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Give me one good reason not to..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue dress suit and joker mask.

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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It seemed Alice could be almost as spiteful as Victoria, Ricardo concluded to himself. She seemed to make it apparent to him that she was not interested in him whatsoever. Perhaps she hadn’t had enough of his special drink for her to just let go and relax. It seemed he may be out of 20 grand tonight at this rate… Or, perhaps if he was lucky, the two of them could stalemate tonight, and neither would win. Either way, either Alice’s clothes would eventually come fully off, or no one’s clothes were coming off tonight! Alice was trying so hard not to look at him when he undressed, but he was quick to notice her slightly curious eyes rake him over before snapping to his eyes. Any girl would like to see the image of Ricardo standing in a pool, half naked, and beckoning them in. It was like a fly to sugary water… though this sugar water was being used as a trap.

Ricardo raised his eyebrow inquisitively seeing smirk glint across Alice’s face. What was she planning? He watched the white dress begin to pull off Alice’s body though. She wasn’t a coward, or at least she didn’t want the people around her to perceive her as such. People began to whistle, hooting and hollering, as Alice slipped off her white dress, and even Ricardo couldn’t hold back a growing grin. Even if she didn’t want to get naked in front of all these people, he assumed his charm was enough to have convinced her to get undressed. Her underwear was… pretty plain. Boring and unexciting from the plethora of undergarments Ricardo had experienced in his life time. But there was no denying her appearance. She had a full chest, some good hips, and a slim body, the only fault he seemed to catch was… a scar? And it wasn’t one of those little ‘I bumped my head as a child, and got a few stitches’ scar. This looked like it was large… and has been excruciatingly painful. Ricardo wasn’t the only one who was suddenly shocked by the revelation, but a few people went quiet, all eyes locking onto her now exposed legs. No one seemed to know that she had such a scar, no one had ever seen her in shorts before, or clothes that didn’t cover them.

But it was apparent to Ricardo how Alice didn’t hide away this revelation, that she wasn’t ashamed of it or embarrassed by it. Perhaps she was a lot stronger of a woman than she led him to believe. Any other girl would have probably started to cry, or run away. But she wasn’t afraid to show who she was, in front of her classmates, and to someone who was practically a stranger, Ricardo. He would be lying if he didn’t admit that he found her slight bravery kind of attractive, an interesting change in pace from the bashfully, whiny girls he had mostly hooked up with in the past. For once, Ricardo seemed at a loss of words when she let her long silvery hair down, and slipped into the cool, refreshing water. He put his hand down, keeping his eyes locked on Alice. Perhaps this little game of cat and mouse would be more fun. A few other eyes tended to linger when Alice got into the pool, a few murmurs here and there of ‘did you see that?’ and ‘how do you think she got that scar’ floated around in the air, but Ricardo didn’t let it distract him from his own goals. Instead he pulled on his sweet grin. “That wasn’t too bad, was it, Chica? And yes, I have to say I am very happy now. What man wouldn’t be happy seeing such a lovely body, and a nice pair of legs.” Though the scar had caught Ricardo off guard, it didn’t particularly bother him. He had seen more gruesome things in his life, a little scar was nerve wracking.

Ricardo moved towards the edge of the pool and put his fingers in his mouth, whistling twice in rapid succession. One of the guys from the circle stood up, bringing him a solo cup of whatever Ricardo was drinking earlier, and set it down for him. Ricardo took a hearty swig, and nodded towards Alice. “Bring Alice here a drink, won’t you. Oh y… Regístrese en la reina.” He spoke with a low voice a the last statement. He wanted to know how far Victoria was now getting with that loser Fin. The grunt nodded and turned around, making his way back to the house. Ricardo turned back to Vicky, taking a long chug of his drink and sighing in relief. “So, Belleza, you have never come to any of my parties before, much to my own dismay… I hope you are enjoying yourself so far. Does it not feel good, letting off some steam and just enjoying life for once?” He grinned playfully, watching as a few guys and girls on the other end of the pool started to play Chicken Fight, two girls sitting on the shoulders of two guys and trying to wrestle the other one off. Ricardo laughed merrily as one of the girls fell of and splashed into the water below. “See? Like that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you have fun in your life once.” He took another swig of his drink, running his hand through his wet hair.

Victoria smiled to herself as Finn allowed her to sneak his jacket away. It was already warm from him wearing it too, double score! What could Victoria say, just about any girl was a known jacket fiend and Victoria was no exception. In fact, she had a whole closet in her home dedicated to each jacket she collected from every boy she hunted down. It was like a trophy collection, and Finn didn’t seem to know it would be added to her collection. Victoria flipped the jacket onto her shoulders, not missing the little squirm of Finn trying to escape her feely fingers. It was kind of insulting, she had never had a guy move away from her advances like that. She knew he was probably nervous but… that as rather unexpected on Victoria’s end. With the little kick to her ego, Victoria sat up again, watching with slight distance as Finn pulled off his t-shirt, revealing his chest underneath. Hey, it wasn’t that bad. In fact, he had more muscle and tone than she had been expecting. She was more or less expecting to see just skin, and the outline of his rib cage. Not bad, Finn, not bad.

But, without much time to react, he knocked over her drink and spilt it all over the floor. The others in the circle had to act fast to snatch up the cards, as to avoid them getting damaged, but it was too late. A few of the cards were now covered in an alcoholic concoction. It didn’t take a magnifying glass to be able to differentiate the cards from the others in the desk, making it obvious to any players what cards were in whose hands. One of the girls in the circle scrambled to her feet. “I’ll go get some paper towels. I’ll be right back!” Before anyone could stop her, she hopped to her feet, threw on her blouse, and hurried out of the room. With one person gone from the circle, Victoria could already see disaster on the horizon. Breaking up the circle of Sip or Strip was a slippery slope, leading to one expected outcome. The boy who had been partnered with said girl, quickly arose to his own feet, pulling his shirt back on as he headed out to the party. “I’ll see if she needs my help!’ And one by one, the rest of the circle started to break apart, throwing back on whatever skirts and shirts they had just peeled off. It didn’t fully signal the end of the game. In fact, the game was still going for them, as each couple was going to find a good chance to sneak off later, and find an unoccupied bedroom or broom closet. Victoria was hoping that more clothes would come off in the process, but it seemed her own luck was running out.

Gathering the cards, Victoria’s eyes seemed a little sullen. With the little blast to her ego and the abrupt end to her game, she could already feel the dollar bills slipping out of her purse. She must have been a real idiot to wager so much cash over something so stupid with Ricardo. Victoria sighed slightly and put the cards away. She was going to have to replace them later…

But maybe her luck hadn’t completely ran out, because as she turned back towards the room, she discovered that only she and Finn remained in the room, as the rest quickly scurried for a more private place. Perhaps, this was for the better. Victoria made her way to the light switch on the wall, pulling the switch downwards a little. The lights dimmed to a soft hum, and Victoria looked back over her shoulder. What blue eyes that were once sullen and gloomy, where now sultry and seductive. Victoria made her way back Finn, running her fingers through her hair, and grabbing a strand to playfully twist between her fingers. She playfully pouted at first, her eyes slowly trailing up Finn’s chest and locking on his bright blue eyes. “Hmpf… seems like we are all that’s left, Finn…” She purred slightly, reaching her hand to rest on his elbow.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Terrance was taken aback slightly when the girl cried out his name, he was shocked. How did she know who he was and he had no idea who this goddess was. But then she started acting strange, pushing him away and shaking her head. Did he do something wrong? Had he moved to fast? Perhaps he said Helene’s name and hadn’t realized it, which brought a bright red to his cheeks, full of embarrassment. He was still confused as she fumbled with her mask and pulled it off, wiping away her tears. Of course, there was no one else in the entire universe who could have felt so perfect in his arms than Helene, and he felt sick in his stomach, but she had said something odd earlier. “I didn’t mean to say his name I just—I can’t get him out of my head…” So she didn’t know who he was. And she couldn’t get him out of her head? Was she feeling guilty where things had left off? Did she miss him? His usually astute mind was failing him at the moment, and he wasn’t sure how to take this all in.

His mind was trying to think clearly, but his heart was screaming to keep kissing her. It was as if his heart knew something that his mind didn’t, which logically didn’t make much sense to Terrance. But, inebriated by drinks, and once again intoxicated by the beauty that was Helene, he decided to act first and think later. He reached behind his head and untied the silk ribbons of his mask, pulling them down to fully reveal his face, and shoot her his signature charming smile. “It seems to me that fate isn’t ready for us to part ways… And it seems you aren’t ready either, huh Helene?” He wrapped his arms around Helene again, as to not let her slip away. He had already let her go once, he wasn’t ready to do it a second time. “Being honest… I’m not ready to let you go either.” He moved his hands up her body, gently holding on to both sides of her face, and pulling her into a strong, passionate kiss. For some reason, the world felt right again to Terrance. It was as if any stress on his shoulders were slipping away…

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“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. And the way to a woman’s heart is on the dance floor. Though I understand that may not be your style.” Alexander spoke smoothly as he whisked Gigi around on the dance floor. He could tell she was inexperienced, but it wasn’t a big deal to him. He could take the lead when any woman lacked in dancing. He mainly got into dancing because he saw the romantic potential of it, and it rarely didn’t work to swoon some of the girls on campus. In fact, a few people from the sidelines were watching Alexander’s deliberate, precise, and quick movements around the floor. He spoke smoothly, watching Gigi with his newly attained sultry eyes. “We don’t have to continue dancing if you don’t want to. I just want an excuse to keep you in my arms as long as possible…” He grinned slyly before putting his hands on her waist and picking her up in the air, doing a quick spin, and placing her back on her feet, and keeping her close to his chest.

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Arthur had to stand back and watch patiently as Matthew moved out onto the dance floor with Eva. He kept a close eye on him, as to make sure his hands weren’t going anywhere they shouldn’t. But Matthew just took one of her hands, and kept his hand pressed high against her back. Arthur still didn’t really enjoy the sight of another man’s hands on her. Finding an empty table and chairs, Arthur sat down, simply watching the two friends dance. Matthew was finally getting a chance to be so close to Eva, and he felt as if his entire body was trembling, and that his heart was going to leap up through his throat. He had no idea what force gave him the strength and bravery to interrupt the two dancing. In fact, he wasn’t sure how he hadn’t collapsed from fainting yet. But here they were, still standing and dancing blissfully, or at least Matthew was. “Your performance the other night was excellent, Eva. Our instructor said that results of our performances should be in on Monday. Whether or not we have been invited to attend their Universities.” Matthew spun slightly, whisking Eva with him more into the dance floor. He primarily wanted to get out of the view of Arthur, as he could feel those cold, hard eyes piercing his soul. How could Eva be attracted to such an evil monster. He tried to distract himself from Arthur’s glare. “Was there any place you particularly had in mind of going? The Musical Arts program at NYU, I’ve heard, is stellar to every other place in the US.” Matthew danced Eva all the way to the punch table and stopped not only to let Eva catch her breath, but for him to catch his as well. He needed something to drink, and with that he poured two cups of punch, one for himself, and handing the other to Eva. “To us, hopefully getting accepted to our dream schools.”

Arthur’s body and head craned left and right as he worked hard to keep a focus on Eva’s presence on the dance floor, then soon resting at the two standing at the drinks table. But his focus was soon distracted by his friend Jacob pulling up a chair beside him and flicking through a few bills of cash. Arthur raised an eyebrow looking at it and Jacob tucked the money into his suit. “Hey, I gotta keep working, even in my spare time. I still have to make up for what I borrowed from my father. And I like to have the extra money to treat my girl right.” Arthur nodded a little, and raised an eyebrow. “Speaking of which, where is Alyssa? She hasn’t found you yet?” Jacob sighed and shook his head.

“Guess I’m just too good at hiding. Guess I’ll have to be the hunter now.” Jacob took a quick drink of the punch on the table, flinching a little from the taste. “Oh god. I think Terrance spiked the punch.” Jacob coughed, before getting to his feet. Arthur stared at the cup for a second, and his neck whipped around. Eva! Arthur rose from his seat quickly, almost toppling over the table, and hurried over to the drinks table. She can’t have alcohol!! “Eva!”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Panicked
✖✖ I am At... Masquerade Dance
✖✖ I am With... Jacob
✖✖ I am Thinking..."!!!"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue dress suit and joker mask.

Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

恋 清水

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☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲ In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. ☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷

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The soft morning glow of the sun was just settling in on the village of Seiki, and already plenty of the villagers were out and about, tending to their daily chores. Harvesting, fishing, cleaning, the whole works. Ren was sitting on the floor in the one-bedroom hut, having just pulled her hair up into two buns on each side of her head. In it, she fastened a small cherry blossom comb on the right side. It was just another normal passing day to Ren, as the villagers did relatively well of holding the façade of everything being fine. People were smiling, but inside they were on edge. Too many people wondered, would their husbands be returning home? Their sons? Who would make it back home alive, and who wouldn’t.

But these thoughts weren’t on Ren’s mind. Her mother had simply informed her that he father was gone on an expedition with a few of the other men of the village, and they would be home soon enough. It had been a few days since anyone had returned, and when Ren’s eyes glanced at the Serpent Mountains, she could see the dark gathering cloud. It may rain in the afternoon, Ren determined, watching what seemed to be a fierce thunderstorm brewing. “Ren!” A sweet voice called from the entrance to her home, her mother poked her head around the corner. “Ren, dear. I have to go visit Elder Tanaka and make sure she is doing well. The Ito family is wanting a few of our cherry blossoms for cooking. Would you pick them for me and take those to them?” Ren nodded apprehensively as her mother disappeared again from the entrance. It wasn’t an uncommon chore for Ren and wasn’t one that she hated. Grabbing a basket, she left her hut and moved to the cherry blossom tree that grew behind their home. According to her mother, the cherry blossom tree was as old as their family’s history, and had belong to them for just as long.

Ren didn’t know whether what her mother said was true or not, and it also didn’t really matter. She just loved the smell of the blossoms as they were blooming. Seeing the tree always brought back memories of her and her best friend Rai playing. He was a lot faster than she was at climbing the tree, as he always wanted to race her to the top. Then he would tease her about being a slow slug. Mean, but that’s how little kids could be right? With the basket slung over her shoulder, Ren patiently climbed the tree, sticking her foot in familiar holes and gashes that she knew were strong enough to hold her weight, and allow her to keep her balance. Resting on one of the thick branches, Ren shimmied her way towards a branch full of blossoms and began to pick the flowers. The aroma was practically intoxicating, and it allowed Ren to put her guard down. Her eyes scanned the village, as she had almost the perfect view now of the center area, where town folk intermingled with one another. Thinking of Rai, she wondered whether her mischievous friend was awake or not. If the villagers could describe their friendship, yin and yang would be the first thing to come to mind.

Where Rai ran around, wreaking havoc, terrorizing chickens or cattle, and getting himself involved in places he shouldn’t be, Ren was often found right behind him, quickly apologizing to the villagers and attempting to clean up Rai’s messes. One would wonder why it was they were friends, when they were so different. Ren sometimes wondered herself, as her mother often scolded her for ‘being involved with that boy’. But he was fun and exciting! And village life was so boring. Ren couldn’t be ever more thankful for her mischievous friend, even if he picked on her every now and again. Her eyes glinted to the Serpent Mountains, where the dark cloud continued to hover. “Maybe one day I’ll adventure beyond there…” Ren sighed wistfully, continuing to pick blossoms into her basket.

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Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

@Altered Tundra
So, just a couple quick questions to the RP (Will be working on my first post slowly but surely.)
1. Is Raiko aware he is half demon?
2. Should Ren be aware? I was thinking of having her not knowing, and finding out as they grew older. That way, she isn't scared of him when they are young and growing up together, where as the villagers would be cautious about having their children around him too much.
3. Do the villagers know he is half demon? And do they hate him? Resent him? Shun him? Accept him?

Also, tiny plot idea: Perhaps something goes wrong with a prank, or perhaps Rai tries to protect Ren at some point as children. I would think Rai doesn't fully have control over his powers yet in his youth and as a result, Ren accidentally gets burnt and is left with a small burn scar? Let me know what you think.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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A shiver ran up Terrance’s spine as she whispered so seductively. She was just as ready as he was to get down to business. What had he done to get so lucky. When the song had ended, and another one began to que up, he took her hand, guiding her out to the edge of the gymnasium to a few double doors. Terrance passed by Jacob, shooting him a quick thumb up and wiggly eyebrows. Jacob simply shook his head. It didn’t matter how many hook ups Terrance was going to have, Jacob wasn’t convinced it would solve any of his friend’s problems. Sneaking through the double doors and into the empty hall way, the sound of laughter, music, and chatter seemed to fade to nothing as the doors closed, leaving them in the darkness of the halls and lockers. Terrance knew a few good spots to hook up, but let’s get real. The excitement of doing it practically in the open, possibly getting caught, it was thrilling. Pulling his mystery girl to the side, Terrance pressed her back up against the wall, instantly attacking her neck and pinning her to the wall. Each kiss he placed seemed to squeak out a little moan from her.

When he closed his eyes though, all he saw was Helene pinned under him, and her squirming playfully like she would. It was impossible to keep her out of his head… would it matter if he thought about her at this moment? While he was ravaging another girl. Probably not, this was just a normal hook up as always. It may hurt her feelings if he continued thinking of Helene, but he didn’t care. He moved his fingers up to her hair, playing with the little locks that could have fallen out of her hair. He bit his lip at one point, having to fight back the temptation to moan out Helene’s name.

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She was glad to find him? That only seemed to brighten up Alexander’s face more. And she recognized him for his unmistakable grin? If Alexander didn’t know better, he would think that Gigi was giving compliments to flirt with him. His eyes turned sultry, and his grin didn’t waiver. Though he didn’t know if Gigi could be charmed easily, he couldn’t help but to try and make some move. The next song was preparing to play, and Alexander quickly wrapped his hand around her small waist, pulling her tightly to him. “Would you care to dance then, min vackra blomma?” His free hand lifted to her chin, tilting her head up to look at him. He wasn’t really going to give her a chance to answer, as he swept her away with the flow of the music. A few people continued to watch, still pondering who that random girl was that danced with Alexander. This had to be a dream. If this was real, Alexander had to brace himself for the oncoming rejection. Would she slap him, or push him away? He wasn’t sure. But he was taking a risk he didn’t mind making.

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Don’t have to worry… If only that were true. Arthur had seen Eva hurt too much over the past week to not worry about her, physically and emotionally. Arthur still felt sick over how Eva had to be reacting to her mother’s death. Yet… he still hadn’t gotten a full reaction from her. Of course she passed out from the news but… that was it. Wasn’t it normal for people to mourn for a few days, if not months over a dead relative? Especially a mother? The change in song allowed for Arthur to come back into focus. No point in allowing those thoughts plague his mind.

“M-M-May I interrupt this dance?” A voice came from behind Arthur, and he turned his head. It couldn’t be more obvious from the wavering voice and silver hair that it was none other than Matthew Williams. Arthur’s eyes sharpened, glaring at him as he pulled Eva closer to him. He wasn’t just going to let some random guy pull Eva away… Unless she wanted to dance with him? As much as he didn’t want to let go of her, it wasn’t his position to dictate what she did. To a lot of people, just one dance was harmless. But Arthur still didn’t like the idea of being separated from her. His eyes moved towards Eva, with a questioning look. Did she want to dance with him? It kind of hurt, but supposedly he was a friend of Eva as well? Would it be mean if she rejected him, and would she even be able to say no out of her kindness?

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Head over heels
✖✖ I am At... Masquerade Dance
✖✖ I am With... Eva and Matthew
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Ugh, this guy..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue dress suit and joker mask.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

╔════════════╬ＡＲＴＨＵＲ ＺＡＶＩＥＲ ＭＹＬＥＳ╬════════════╗

Terrance purred slightly in the back of his throat. Oh yeah, this was definitely going where he wanted it to. He smiled slightly, watching as her eyes seemed to size him up as well, and he could feel her soft touch trace down his arm. Not only did Terrance know exactly what he wanted, but he was prepared to hop on any and all instincts to forget about Helene- God, he really needed to get her name out of his head. Erase it, forget it. She was in his past, a conquered mission. It was time for him to move on to his next victim. Something was absolutely enthralling about her. He hadn’t felt so excited and connected to someone since Helene- NO! He really had to stop thinking about her. But he couldn’t deny how much this girl seemed to pull him in like she had. And he was living for it.

He took one of her hands and led her to the dance floor, placing his hand on her back and pulling her hips and chest tightly to his. It was almost like their bodies fit together like a jigsaw puzzle, and Terrance grinned down at the new young woman in his arms. “Well, such a lady like yourself deserves to be treated like royalty. Don’t you agree? Let’s dance a bit at first, and then we can see what trouble we can get into hm?” He rubbed her back gently, and finally resting his hand just above where her back curved. She really had an amazing figure. It almost seemed too good to be true. “I must be dreaming, Enchantress. I just hope I don’t wake too soon.”

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Just as Alexander thought he was about to be torn limb from limb, he noticed some of the girls around him dropping like flies, either tripping up or running to the bathroom to clean up their now soiled dresses. Just as swiftly, he felt a force on his collar yanking him away. His eyes scanned his captor and saw the petite figure that he couldn’t mistake. “Gigi! You’re finally here-! GAH!” She pulled so roughly on his collar he almost felt like he was going to choke. Alexander was no stranger to her aggression, but even this seemed kind of out of character of her. Handle himself around a pair of high school girls? Well, he probably handled himself better than Terrance would have. Where as Terrance would probably be locking lip publicly with these girls, Alexander was trying to politely tell them he was waiting on Gigi. It wasn’t his fault that they were being persistent right?

When it seemed Gigi finally released his collar, he took in a deep breath, fixing his tie and vest. “Gigi… you look stunning.” Alexander’s eyes softened as they glanced all over Gigi. It was out of place for her to be so dressed up, but he loved how she looked, no matter how she dressed. And he imagined he would only love her more if she wasn’t dressed. But he was in for the long game with Gigi, a nice change of pace from the girls that used to throw themselves at him. “Wow, you found me really fast. Do I stick out as much as Arthur does?” Probably not, but he tried to lighten the mood with Gigi. Much like when Eva arrived for the first time on campus with Arthur on her side, the same whispers and murmurs seemed to spread around the room. Plenty of people recognized the cheery Alexander. But who was that little girl yanking him around like that? Did Alexander have a girlfriend now? The buzz of gossip was spreading pretty quickly, and Alexander was more focused on Gigi to really notice.

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Arthur wasn’t sure if he should admit to Eva that he had no idea how to dance. He was probably really good at swaying back and forth on his feet but, he wasn’t about to tell Eva no. He nodded and was pulled out onto the dance floor with Eva. Slow songs had been playing for a while, and his eyes scanned around to see where everyone was. He could see Jacob hanging around a few guys, obviously exchanging some goods and money among them. It seemed Alyssa hadn’t found him yet, and he was going to make her have to look hard it seemed, as he stood in a crowd of similar height and build classmates. Though if she saw what he was up to, no doubt she would instantly know who he was. Terrance was dancing with some mystery girl, and Arthur had been discovered by Gigi. It was odd how so many things seemed to fall into place, and they completely fall apart in the next instance. Perhaps he could just have some stability in this moment with Eva. They began to dance, and as Arthur predicted, he rocked around like a solid plank of wood, no flow and no looseness. Perhaps he should have practiced the day before… but perhaps it wouldn’t have made a different anyways. Instead he tried to focus on being gentle while holding Eva. Should he be gentler considering their recent news? Or did it not matter how tightly he held her to him? “Are you feeling alright? If you need to sit down or need a drink, let me know.”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Head over heels
✖✖ I am At... Masquerade Dance
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."My love..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue dress suit and joker mask.