Goddess of Dark Dreamers
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- Posted: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 07:13:50 +0000
ROSLYN POUTED AS she laid on her bed, glaring at the ceiling of her room. Daddy was just so unfair! He said she couldn't go to this big party with Izzy, Leo and Ira. Not fair at all. She was a mafia member just like them! She strangled a guy with her jump rope for crying out loud! Picking up her sneaker, she chucked it at the door, hoping her father would hear it. Of course, he wouldn't. Pouting, Roslyn sighed heavily. Daddy wasn't hope, Izzy and Leo wouldn't be home any time soon either and Ira would only be home when Izzy would be. So, aside from the maids and her bodyguard, she was home alone. Though... This was perfect for her to sneak out and go to her party anyway!
Grinning, Roslyn rolled off her bed, running into her closet. She had the perfect outfit set aside. One she picked out herself, which she was very proud of. Picking up her pink dress, she walked back out into her room, laying it on her bed. Changing into her outfit quickly, Roslyn turned off the lights in her room, then stuffed some pillows under her blanket in her shape, then put a doll where her head should be, so there was some hair to fool someone. In case she was checked up on. Grabbing her little bag and wallet, she opened her bedroom window, stepping out onto the fire escape.
"It's so cold!" Roslyn giggled as she closed her window, then clamped her mouth shut, peaking through her window. No one came in to check on her. Good. Grinning, she raced down the fire escape. Lowering the latter as quietly as she could, Roslyn climbed down it like an expert, landing like a cat on her feet. Looking around, the little Costa ran out of the alley, out into the open street. Or well, sidewalk. Giggling as she walked along, mask and all, she saw the poster for the club opening on a shop window. Ripping the poster off, she ran to the cerbside, jumping out and down, yelling, "Taxi! TAAAAXXXXXIIIII!" Eventually, one finally pulled up next to her. Roslyn climbed quickly, shivering in the warm air of the taxi.
The driver turned to look at Roslyn, lifting a brow at her unusual attire. "What can I do for ya', kid?" He asked as he watched her warm her hands over the heater in the back. Looking up at him, Roslyn beamed as she held up the poster. "Here please, Mr Taxi driver man." Roslyn asked sweetly. Bewildered, the man nodded, looking at the name of the club, turning back, putting the car in gear and heading to where he believed it was. Roslyn hummed to herself as she leaned back in the leather warn seat, watching the city go by. Tonight she was going clubbing with her older siblings and going to have fun. Fun was her goal. Even if she was too young to drink, she still wanted to have fun. Adult fun. Though it was nothing like she thought it was going to be. Soon, the cab pulled up to the club. "Here we are kid. That'll be... $35.76... Cash or--" He was cut off when Roslyn tossed him two twenties, then another ten for tip. She flashed him a smile, climbing out of the cab, blowing him a kiss as she closed the door, running up to the bouncer. She handed him 2 one hundreds. Then a third before he finally let her in.
Once inside, Roslyn was bewildered herself by the sights she saw. Grinning, she headed towards the dance floor. She was going to put all these fools to shame with her skills. Or so she hoped.
Grinning, Roslyn rolled off her bed, running into her closet. She had the perfect outfit set aside. One she picked out herself, which she was very proud of. Picking up her pink dress, she walked back out into her room, laying it on her bed. Changing into her outfit quickly, Roslyn turned off the lights in her room, then stuffed some pillows under her blanket in her shape, then put a doll where her head should be, so there was some hair to fool someone. In case she was checked up on. Grabbing her little bag and wallet, she opened her bedroom window, stepping out onto the fire escape.
"It's so cold!" Roslyn giggled as she closed her window, then clamped her mouth shut, peaking through her window. No one came in to check on her. Good. Grinning, she raced down the fire escape. Lowering the latter as quietly as she could, Roslyn climbed down it like an expert, landing like a cat on her feet. Looking around, the little Costa ran out of the alley, out into the open street. Or well, sidewalk. Giggling as she walked along, mask and all, she saw the poster for the club opening on a shop window. Ripping the poster off, she ran to the cerbside, jumping out and down, yelling, "Taxi! TAAAAXXXXXIIIII!" Eventually, one finally pulled up next to her. Roslyn climbed quickly, shivering in the warm air of the taxi.
The driver turned to look at Roslyn, lifting a brow at her unusual attire. "What can I do for ya', kid?" He asked as he watched her warm her hands over the heater in the back. Looking up at him, Roslyn beamed as she held up the poster. "Here please, Mr Taxi driver man." Roslyn asked sweetly. Bewildered, the man nodded, looking at the name of the club, turning back, putting the car in gear and heading to where he believed it was. Roslyn hummed to herself as she leaned back in the leather warn seat, watching the city go by. Tonight she was going clubbing with her older siblings and going to have fun. Fun was her goal. Even if she was too young to drink, she still wanted to have fun. Adult fun. Though it was nothing like she thought it was going to be. Soon, the cab pulled up to the club. "Here we are kid. That'll be... $35.76... Cash or--" He was cut off when Roslyn tossed him two twenties, then another ten for tip. She flashed him a smile, climbing out of the cab, blowing him a kiss as she closed the door, running up to the bouncer. She handed him 2 one hundreds. Then a third before he finally let her in.
Once inside, Roslyn was bewildered herself by the sights she saw. Grinning, she headed towards the dance floor. She was going to put all these fools to shame with her skills. Or so she hoped.
- Obviously, the club → Tutu → Excited! → Nobody she knows...