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[Simple_Imperfections]

Look deeper tab tab tab tab tab tab tab Find the scared little girl tab tab tab tab Hiding behind the books

It's nearing the end of Avery's fantastic spring break. Most of it was spent with Josephine or Robert. Any free time was dedicated to studying or soccer. The redhead runs daily, her fastest mile time now being seven minutes. If she isn't looking in a book then she is kicking soccer balls in her backyard. It was almost guaranteed that she was going to make the soccer team when they got back to school, but it was better safe than sorry. Just like in Robbie's case. Currently, he was at spring workouts. Everyone knows he is one of the best quarterbacks the school has ever had, but he attends the workouts for a guaranteed spot. Just the thought of her Robbie, put a smile on the redhead's face. Her roommate was looking at her strange, trying to figure out if it was the pancakes on her plate causing her to grin this much. She decided to give her roomie the ego boost and agreed that the flapjacks were phenomenal. The smile on her roommate's face means that, Avery did her job as a friend and was excused from the table. Just then her roommate left the apartment, mumbling something about having plans. Avery wasn't really listening.

Avery stood up and walked up the steps to pack for her trip with Robbie down to the Isaacson estate. The invite was rather surprising. Avery didn't really speak to them or care to hang out with them. When she saw Robert had an invite, it was promised they would drive down together. With his training running late..as usual...it gives her time to go through all her clothes and triple check the outfit she planned to wear. After her well needed shower, she walked through her closet. Moving through it, she threw out things to pack and an outfit to where. On average it takes the redhead thirty minutes and three outfits before she can be satisfied with what she has chosen. Today it only two outfits and twenty minutes. Avery felt as though that was a record. The red head walked back into the bathroom, and curled each strand of hair to perfection. Then she got dressed and applied her makeup. Now it was time to pack.

All the clothes that Avery threw onto the bed ended up in her soccer duffle bag. Somehow she managed to fit: shoes, toiletries, accessories, and her hair stuff in there as well. She decided that it was because of luck and didn't question it further. Just then her phone went off, almost vibrating its way off the table. It was from her boyfriend Robbie saying he was on his way. That gave her less than five minutes to do any last minute checks. She didn't bother responding to the message. It gave her more time to double check.

Before she could make it to the bathroom to check herself, there was a knock at the front door. Robbie was here. Taking two minutes to check herself in the hallway mirror, she went and opened the door. Her Robbie was leaned up against the door frame in a very adorable outfit. He looked so cute. He had to have known that already. "Hey Robbie." she said with a smile. If it wasn't already obvious to everyone around them, Avery really liked her boyfriend. They have only been together two months and he has become her world. Between the two of them, Avery has more experience with relationships considering she was no longer a virgin. Robert on the other hand still was. She wasn't going to rush him of course, but whenever he was ready she would be ready too. "Let me just go grab my bag from my room." Leaning up, she gave him a small kiss before turning and heading back to her room.

With?Roommate -> Alone -> Robbie||Where?Off Campus Apartment||Wearing?Simple yet Classy||OOC:Yay! First Post!

NaInOa13

[UnAnticipated]

WEARING:: horses of coursex x xWHERE:: the vast fields x x xWITH:: gale, leo, susannah, josephine, elysea, jonathan

Gale’s vast estate had always been pleasing to the eyes. There was no doubt that his family had spent the utmost attention to keep their grass as green as they were. His family was always a string of perfections, never a blade out of place and never a shirt gone with a wrinkle. Claire had believed their relationship with her family had been purely business but over the years it was proven that friendship was still a strong foundation for both families. Albeit Claire’s sudden declaration of her and Gale’s split her parents had took the time to be supportive instead of instantly tackling at a business mindset. Their relations would not be ruined by their daughter’s decision; maybe a little setback in their hopes for the future but they were supportive nonetheless. Gale’s parents on the other hand were in great denial, insisting that the two were too young and to jump to such life changing decisions on their own. They believe it to be what call a “young person’s break”. In reality nothing has changed between the pair, sans the physical contact.

Claire strode alongside Gale as they approached Leo and his horses, her falling a few steps behind Gale. If it was intentional she didn’t notice. There was always a sort of aura that Claire liked about Gale walking, maybe it was the way he held himself in the utmost confidence or maybe she enjoyed the view of his silhouette graced by the hanging sun. Whatever the occasion was she drank it all in, like a schoolgirl fawning over their crush. In honesty the Storma girl had her own reasons for breaking it off with the Isaacson boy. Be it because she saw the immense pressure his parents placed on his shoulders or that she felt he needed the freedom to enjoy his own life, she felt like he needed the time to sort himself out. She was of course only seen as selfish but she had hoped that Gale would understand soon enough. They pair stopped in front of an array of beautiful horses and Claire threw a quick wave in Leo’s direction because he immersed himself in conversation with Gale.

Lion’s incessant barking to prove his dominance over the new beasts only reminded her of his unexpected attack this morning which left her sprawled on the bathroom floor in her underwear until Gale came in to ‘rescue’ her as he put it. She accused him of putting up Lion to the ruse to take a peek at something he missed. Claire snapped her attention back to her company and grinned widely at the sight of Josephine, giving her a quick hug before coming to a halt. At this point Leo and Gale were lost in their horses and Claire didn’t find the inclination to chirp in quite just yet. But a quick scan of horses and humans alike she produced another huge smile before pulling in one blonde girl into a tight hug. “My days…could be better but as people say come what may right?” She chuckled a little and turned wide eyed to Josephine. “Oh my god, Josie, that’s wonderful news! Maybe we will be seeing each other more often than we had planned.” She gave the brunette a nudge with her shoulder, still beaming with excitement. Her interview with Hardman and Grant had gone by splendidly as well but she was not going to butt in with her own achievements. The girls carried on with their small chitchat about the weekend and plans for when a too familiar voice chirped in. All heads turned in the direction of its owner and Claire let out an exasperated sigh at the sight of Elysea, clad in a skirt meant for turning heads. She watched her saunter over to Gale and them exchange harmless banter before a hefty Lion bounded towards them and clung to Claire’s leg. He let out a cute snort and Claire bent down to scoop him up into her arms.

“Gale should really stop feeding you.” She cooed before turning back to Josephine and Susannah, “A little friendly competition always sounds like fun,” She paused to turn back to Gale and Leo, “But there are four of us and only two of you. I don’t think that’s fair game.” Though given the men’s pride, they will assure the females that the two of them would be sufficient to not give the ladies a sore defeat. Claire smirked, shifting Lion in her arms just as another male made his entrance, “Ah, now its three against four. Fair enough I suppose?” She sent a glint towards Gale then directed a question towards Leo, “With all your fine gifts to Gale here, I’m afraid some of us are left in the dark.” She teased, referring to the lack of steads to ride. Unfortunately Claire had left her horse at home and although she was familiar enough with Gale’s extra steads she suddenly lost the hankering to engage in friendly competition. Instead she found herself craving a martini. She looked down at her already changed outfit and then back up at her friends, “I don’t suppose one can get away with not dressed for the game? Suse, Josie, will you also partake in this activity?” Lion let out another yip as if he was excited for the exercise that was in it for him. Claire brought a hand over his fluffy head and left it there. Polo had never been one of her interests but she always enjoyed it when her friends played and although it wasn't her strong suite, she had a slight temptation to just take a horse and gallop off on her own.

[KennethPhoenix18]

█▀▄ With : Teagan █▀▄ Where : Isaacson Grounds █▀▄ Wearing : It's not bad? Right?

A deep breath and slow raise of his head Uriel awoke for the light pouring into his room. Drool on his desk, drool on his cheek, drool in his hair. The trifurcate of a long night of his coding for the new system his was personally developing for his employer. Rubbing his face, Uriel tried to eased the tension in his head and better himself up. After that he rubbed the drool from his scruff of a beard and pulled himself out of the chair.

Moving to the window, he knew he'd regret this decision but he pull the blinds completely open and a flood of light rushed in. Groaning in dismay, Uriel rubbed his face and looked around his room. For one whom possessed an incredible intellect, his room was not up to par on that. But in his defense many people like him are the same way. Walking over to his computer, Uriel hit 'Ctr' and 'S" on his keyboard. He saved his work, he was glad too. Uriel was about 98 percent done with it. And once his finished that last two percent he would have to work for a good while. This has been a long process for him, about half a year of constant work. He genius as great as it was couldn't stave off the crap he did to himself and his ex, Elysea.

Getting himself ready for his little get together with his friends couldn't help but think about the mess he had with her. Elysea Maire Plane, one of the wealthiest girl he knew from a powerful family. They had dated for about four months, Uriel was surprised it didn't last two month as he went basically insane for the latter half of their relationship. It was a nice start, she was fun to be around but ever Uriel knew this was going to be short lived, he just couldn't deduce exact how long. But after two months he was offered a job to develop part of a massive security system for a private firm he interned at. His double edged sword. A great opportunity to get him where he wanted to be but a social sacrifice due to in overly passionate self. Cutting to the chase, Elysea lose interest and broke it off; and Uriel wasn't very determined to try and stop her.

As he cleaned himself up, he pulled on his tie finishing it with a clip to his shirt. Uriel for the next few day was going to be spending time with his groups of friends at the grand, Isaacson household, home to the Mr. Gale Isaacson. Uriel kinda took the man as the leader of their little group and thankfully a good one too. He already had his bags sent over to the house, a great service where your friends are wealthy people. Taking his carry on bag, Uriel left his place, and left but first stopping at Dunkin' Donuts for some coffee and breakfast.


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Sipping his coffee Uriel pulled into the place, land, zip code. He didn't care, Uriel was just happy to be a part of this. He was the son of a mechanic and a school teacher. Not the greatest paying jobs but it got him a good life. Uriel truth be told graduated high school at 14 but spent the rest of his time being a hacker and screwing around for a good bit of time after. But this wasn't the time to reminisce he wanted to spent time with his friends and maybe kill some brain cells. Uriel had plenty to spare.

Being informed by one of the staff there where he'd be able to find the others. Or least the master and current happenings. A bulk or people were at the horse stables. Uriel holding his fear back gave a nod and went on his way. Leaving the man, he shivered. Uriel didn't hate horse, it was just like him and nature didn't get along. Fascinating were the creatures, but terrifying were they to him. He didn't want to feel fool about his decison so he texted his best friend Jon.


TO: Jonathan Stark
MESSAGE:I heard that a group of our people are at the horses, is that true? Because if you are there, I am not going... You know me, I am better with tech than fur. And seriously what is with rich people and horses! Why not koalas?!


Pulling a donut from his bag Uriel started to walk around, trying to think of an excuse that would get him out of having to explain his fear of horses rather than tell the real embarrassing truth. Glancing around his took a bite of the donut and noticed a familiar face. Teagan Townsend, the playwright of the group. Stopping mid step and pour more thought into that. 'As if most groups have playwrights in each of them.' Scarfing the donut down, Uriel kicked up his step and called to her. "Teagan! Hey!" He announced as he ran up next to her. Uriel wouldn't openly admit it put he was kinda interested in her. She was very passionate and creative. Through Uriel in the like didn't want to accept either that he was still a bit hung up on Elysea. He hadn't had the closure he needed yet. "Hey, how's it going?" He asked with a little huff, and drank some his coffee to ease.

x --- rachel ricochet

xXRAMS3YXx

[NaInOa13]

Robbie did not have to wait outside for long before his lovely lady, Avery opened the door to her apartment. He gave a small smile and followed once she invited him in. It seemed she made use of the time that she had with his own delays. 'Thank you coach' he thought to himself. Robbie saw the type of dress she wore. "Don't you look so gorgeous!". He felt a little underdressed, compared to her. Robbie felt Avery's kiss land on him and a shot of warmth rushed to his chest. He nodded once she said she was just getting her bag from her room, so he just waited in the kitchen with Avery's roommate. The two got along pretty well too. He looked into the kitchen seeing a couple extra pancakes on a plate next to the stove. He gave a small glance before walking over and taking one of the extra flapjacks on the plate. He took a small bite and was deeply enthralled by the taste. It was soo good.

Robbie was finishing up scarfing down the pancake as Avery came back out with her bag in hand. He was so used to seeing the movies where the women had like 2-3 bags worth of clothes for the vacation...but for Avery it was just her soccer bag. Good for her...no need to be carrying too much for a vacation. "I can take that for ya..." This was just one of the first steps of being chivalrous...it was not dying on his watch. Hopefully she was alright with him doing that, because there were some ladies out there who felt independent. Robbie respected those types too but he did not know what to make of Avery.

He gave a smile and a wave to Avery's roommate as he escorted his girlfriend to his car opening the passenger door for her. He put her bag in the trunk and they were all set to go. Back in the driver's seat. He got his gps out and typed in Gale's address and it plotted the path for them. Robbie brought out the AUX cord for Avery to play some music. "You're the DJ! Play what ya want, babe." Robbie can handle pretty much any type of music, from oldies, to rap. The only two types he would not listen to were the very Christian, Vegetales music, and scramo. Anything else, he could handle. Robbie drifted the car away from the curb and they were off to the house.

TIME SKIP

It was a long drive, but the two passed the time gossiping about professors and coaches, and just talking about life itself, from family, to how much closer they are to graduating. It was something the two were able to do without the awkward silences. However the first date was awkward...well in Robbie's eyes at least. He had absolutely no idea what to talk about with Avery, as well as stuttering. Robbie practically gave up on the thought of a girl like Avery would fall for that, but when she gave him a text afterwards, there was still hope. As soon as the two began to converse about sport, Robbie opened up much more, and he was more himself. Hopefully that was what Avery was looking for too.

They arrived in the elegant neighborhood entrance and Robbie was awestruck. So green. The houses were beautiful, everything was nice. He drove through until he found the Isaccson residence. The property was huge!!! There were a few cars parked around the the front of the residence, but there was one more. Just for him. Parallel parking was not his expert forte, but he made it work and had plenty of room for both doors to open with ease. Robbie was able to carry both his and Avery's bag with ease. There were much heavier things he had to carry for longer distances than from the car to the front door at football practice. "Think we should ring up or make our way in?"

He texted Zaq in the meantime.

To: Zaq
From: Robbie:
MSG: Z im here... let us in.











OOC: First Post! But of course its a Scheisse Post! PLEASE PM ME FOR EDITING CONCERNS
Outfit: Just Lose the Beer...
Car: Audi S4
Company: GF
Song In My Head: Can't Get Enough - J. Cole

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Simple_Imperfections

Captain Merch

[underwhelming psyduck]

Captain Merch

tab tab WITH: ZAQUEO tab tab WHERE: AIRPORT > BEDROOM > HALLWAY tab tab WEARING: COMING SOON


• Mila tiredly pushed the hair out of her eyes, her luggage rolling behind her as she stepped off of the gate.
  
  And just like that, she was back. Her return, however, felt fairly bittersweet. Mila had spent a while studying abroad in Brazil, taking in the culture and exploring the foreign country. As exciting as it was, some news had arrived to her that dampered her mood to say the least. Nearly a year before her departure, the bulgarian pianist had somehow managed to cuff the infamous spanish playboy. The rumors were far-fetcehed at first but had proven to be true. After a certain point in her trip, her inbox was pouring with gossip with words about how her Zaqueo had been spending many evenings out with various women at his side. That was more than enough to get people talking if not convinced that the boy was back to his old antics.
  
  True or not, what did she look like in the absence? A fool.
  
  Just as she said she would after she had landed, Mila pulled out her cellular device and shot Zaq the text of her arrival. It was straight to the point, and almost void of emotion. She had thought about questioning him about it while she was overseas, but what good would that have truly done? A lie was much easier to be said and done miles away rather than to one's face. If he did the unspeakable, than she wanted to see him say it. Mila wasn't actually sure when this conversation would come. They were supposed to be headed to Gale's mansion and starting it with a drama bomb like that clearly wasn't the smart thing to do for her or anyone else's sake. These thoughts raced in her mind as she made her way towards the exit. Although, she wasn't completely sure on what steps she would take but she had done her best to prepare mentally no matter the outcome.
  
  Seeing Zaqueo again for the first time wasn’t as bad as she may have expected. He kissed her on the cheek and greeted her as he would have done anyways, helping along to grab her things, and tuck them away in his car. As reluctant as she was to tackle the problem, she did still obviously care for the boy and a part of her too was happy to see him. The car ride was more or less the same. They conversed about the general things that had happened in each other's absence, minus the most important part. Superficially everything seemed the way as they had been. Mild laughter and conversation. It was the pauses in between however, that was more or less uncomfortable. It came mostly from Mila's side, but it also made her wonder if he knew what possible dreadful conversation was possible to come?
  
  "Thank you," Mila said, as he carried her things and plopped them on the couch of the bedroom. She honestly did feel a tad tired from the flight and rest did sound nice, but her internal nerves fed to her waking state, and plus the day was young. She had to kick that jet lag sooner or later. Best not spend that time sleeping away spring break, and it probably would have been rude to do so in the first place. As she looked over the lavish room, which matched Gale's entire estate, Mila's eyes glanced over to the single, king-sized bed. Was she supposed to be sleeping here with Zaqueo? Probably. Of course that would be expected. All she wanted to do was rub at her temple. She would tackle that later on. "Hm?" Snapped back into reality, Mila looked over to Zaq with his arms wide open, expectantly waiting for her to go to them. She merely looked at him for a moment. Not to be dramatic, but mostly out of hesitation. She wasn't sure what her approach was to be now that she was here, but after a moment, the Bulgarian girl stepped closer and walked into his arms.
  
  She liked the feel of his arms around her. They were obviously familiar and ones that she had missed. Mila's arms wrapped loosely around him as well. She rested her head in the nape of his neck, and closed her eyes for a second. She let out a soft exhale, but didn't speak a word regardless of what he said or would say. She felt comfortable like this and part of her wanted to stay in this position, but she couldn't mentally lie in his arms knowing that he very well could have been shrouded in a lie. With that burrowing in her mind, that was enough of that.
  
  In a way cutting it short, Mila broke his embrace, and stepped backwards. She looked at him with the same, normal expression, however vapid eyes. Had the circumstances been different, Mila wouldn't have minded if the two had stayed, if not preferred to make up for lost time alone, but alas that wasn't the case. Instead, it was almost awkward in the way that she had stepped away.
  
  The best thing she could conjure up to do next was to join the others. "Come," She looked over to the Spaniard, and reached out a hand to Zaqueo.
  
  "I'm sure some of the others are here already," Mila motioned with the twist of her head before leading out the door.
  
  As they made their way around, she felt enough normalcy run through her to talk enough again. Mila heard his phone go off in his pocket. Part of her felt crazy enough to think that it might've been her own personal paranoia that it was one of the many girls he had been out with, but she knew it was probably Robbie. Those two had an amusing friendship. Had he been gone instead and seperated, Mila wouldn't have been too surprised if they started to practically dry hump each other in the airport upon their reunion. "Is Robbie already here?" Mila asked. Speaking of best friends, she wondered where Gwen was. If there was anyone she missed, it was her. Not to mention, real girl time was what she felt she wanted and needed most of all.
  
  tab tab OOC: temp layout.

[Calcifer Hyung]

Mila was as enchanting as the first time he saw her. After for so many months, he finally had her. It was unlike the moment she hopped off of the plane. However, if he had thought that their issues were getting settled, he was wrong. Though they were locked in an embrace, things were still as puzzling as when they were apart.

Soon, she broke the spell and left him, still a little thirsty. There was a look in her eyes that said she was willing to forgive him, only if he would go through a thousand steps into recovering her trust in him. It almost seemed impossible-- that kind of challenge. Yet we all know females can be irrational with the things they wanted to prove which males often find unnecessary, but still they must be done or else he’ll lose her for life’s eternity. If she was worth it, he would do it. If he couldn’t, then he would be weeded out. There was a tug in his heart, an emotion he rarely felt, and he was so tempted to utter ‘Just tell me what it is, and consider it done.’ No, these things take time.

Zaqueo followed her to the door, a little disappointed. The Spanish never knew patience until he met her, so chanting that word in his head, he soon brought himself to smile and gave her a casual reply. “Si. We’re a little later than most.” Then, silence once more, only for it to be broken by the gadget inside his pocket. To a certain percentage, he was guaranteed that the tension between them grew a little. Perhaps her brain was acting up again, wondering who could it be. Still trying to be chill and all that junk, he pulled it out and scanned through the message.

“It would appear,” he answered while depositing the mobile back into its place. Slowly, at the end of their steps, they happened to arrive at the mansion’s front double doors with a butler ready to open one. Examining the view from a fair distance, Robbie and Avery’s faces appeared through the opening with the male servant slightly bowing at their presence. Smirking at their way, he need not to welcome them in. That was the thing about this place, it’s like a mall ready for anyone willing to walk in. Thus while the couple stumbled upon their luggage, he remembered someone he needed to contact.

TO: CLAYTON ACKER | FROM: Z BOURBON
Scoob’s already here.
Where are you, Cap?

“Let’s see the rest of what this casa holds, huh?” he smiled charmingly at his girlfriend, inching his fingers towards her wrist and then eventually capturing her entire hand. Beginning to lead her to a different door located at the far side, Z didn’t forget to call out, “Catch you later, Rob. Ring me if you see Clayton!” So anyway, it did not take them long to see a couple of individuals hanging out by the half field - half meadow area. No less, the first thing that caught his attention was Mister Nerdy Language Hustler. “Hola, Stark!” he cheered on, his free hand in the air, steadied, either to give him a wave or slap at the back of his head. Going nearer with his partner, it was then obvious that Susannah Jones was also within the vicinity.

Stopping right in front of him, he cheekily smirked and said, “Siento interrumpir.” [ Sorry to interrupt. ] Making a sound in his throat, the question followed, “Qué haces?” [ What are you doing? ] -- as if it meant he was trying to get on Su’s good side, also knowing well that she’s Leo’s girl.

It would be interesting to see how he would react to such an accusation.




WHATEVER WORKOUT THAT WORKS. FOOTBALL _ | _ WHEREFORE ART THOU? FIELD NEAR THE STABLES _ | _ WHOEVER WITH? MILA PETROV, JONATHAN STARK, SUSANNAH JONES




NaInOa13
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xXRAMS3YXx
oh keroberos

[Baphasaurus Rex]

Isaacson Polo field:
Leo made his way back towards the group after giving Pashinka a good work out. “Gale, I believe this beautiful beast is yours. Of course I remember Holt, how could any one forget a beast as beautiful as that one.” He said swinging his leg over the saddle and landing on the ground in a matter of seconds. “Hello Claire” He said softly walking up to the group and wrapping his arm around Su’s waist. “hey babe, shall I get you onto Buttercup” He said and kissed her cheek happily.

“Yeah, his Father was a beast of a horse, he would be a good Hay Ride horse.” Dare he think it too, a work horse. He ran a hand through his blonde hair and looked over at Zeus. “Would you believe me that my Greek god over there and that black stallion over there are brothers.” he said as he waved to the person holding buttercup. “Buttercup was just a beautiful horse that I couldn’t resist getting a beautiful girl” He smirked and kissed her again. “Lets get you up on her back.” He smiled at her happily and took the reins of the horse and stepped to the side to help her.


[[ooc-- sorry about the short post....]]


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[Angelgirlz125]

The replies from her friends came quickly. Her hug from Claire was quickly returned as Josephine Beauregard was the first to reply to her question. The news about her interview. Susannah couldn't help but be ecstatic for the girl and for Claire. "I think Congratulations are in order for both of you. They'd be wrong to not give it to either of you" Su gushed. "My day is going well" she shrugged, the was really nothing special about the day so far. She could only imagine how much both girls would be to find out they actually were granted the internships they both deserved. Su had managed to catch Claire's quick comment about her day though. Although now it seemed late, she knew if she noticed something off about Claire later, she could always bring it back and get to the bottom of whatever was ruining her day. Elysea made a entrance, one the drew attention from everyone it seemed. It was also evident that not everyone was pleased with her sudden appearance, or at least what she was wearing. Susannah giggled slightly at Claire's sigh but her attention was quickly drawn away by the furry ball of cuteness that ran their way. "You must be Lion. You are the cutest thing ever" Su cooed as she ran her hand through the puppy's fur.

Mention of her name, drew the blonde away from her distraction. Talk of a game between Elysea and Gale didn't draw much attention from her, especially if it meant sitting by the side and watching. Though the confidence of both surely would have made an interesting match. With her attention already drawn towards that direction, Su didn't fail to catch Gale's wink. The girl shook her head with a slight smile as a response. Sometimes she wondered about Gale and occasionally if his sanity was intact. It usually was but with the situations he happened to get himself into, she couldn't help but be concerned about the boy. As Elysea had stated, Jon had finally joined the group. It probably wasn't as short of a time as Su had assumed it would be, but either way the girl was correct. A smiled spread across her face as Jon made his way towards her. She laughed at his formality before replying to him. "Why so formal Jon?" she nudged. "Well thank you, it is a pleasure to see you too" she said, returning the compliment. Su shrugged as he asked about her day, of course within the time of him and Josephine asking there hadn't been much, the girl hadn't even moved except to pet Lion. "I'm also having a good day. Of course it's better now that my favorite volleyball partner has arrived" she teased. Susannah would never have imagined Jonathan to be a Vollyball player when she had first met him. She couldn't even remember her initial thought but it certainly was not that he was an excellent player. Su was guilty of assuming he was all work and no play, something he had constantly proved her wrong about. "Should I assume you are having a fine day as well?" she asked slowly turning her attention away to take in the placement of the others.

Su's concern for the game had faded until she was brought back into the planning for a second time. Instead of watching Gale and Ely it had become a boys against girls match. Susannah's questioned whether she really wanted to participate. Su shrugged, either way she really didn't mind. She glanced at Josephine "Will you be participating Josie? I don't mind" she asked. It was obvious that Ely wanted to play and well Claire didn't seem to mind, as much as Susie noticed. As hand wrapped around her waist Su turned to the culprit. The blonde smiled up at Leo before rolling her eyes at him. Before buttercup joined them, Zaqueo, a friend of Leo who Susannah didn't know very well, joined them. She blinked as he spoke, a language she didn't understand. It wasn't her conversation anyway. Su smirked back as Leo spoke. "Aren't you so charming Mr. O' Connor" she murmured as she pulled his face towards her. She kissed him once again before he stepped aside to help her up. "I would do this myself but the last time I tried that I twisted something", she frowned, "Or did I twist something" she hesitated trying to think of the specifics. Either way she ended up being forced to stay away from anything that could hurt her, not that it was that easy. "Thank you" she said sweetly, using him as a guide to get on buttercup. As the blonde sat on the horse her hand caressed Buttercup's mane. She then glanced to the rest of the group. "What are the rest of you waiting for?" Su smiled sweetly.

(( OOC: Outfit ))

[Calcifer Hyung]

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First night at the Isaacson Mansion!
Every single one of you is gathered at the long table, dinner under the stars!
Wear a jacket, it sure is cold!





We just had our main dish.
Currently, dessert [including beer and champagne] is being served.
Drink up, let's dance the night away.







After this, everyone's going back to college life so it's your last chance to party it up before hitting the books again.


27th of March, 2014 xo | xo Thursday xo | xo 8:00 PM

Announcement:
Since we didn't get any reply from a few Gaians,
we would be sadly removing these characters:
Michealangelo Dante Evercrest, Blueblood
Uriel Lazarus, Prodigy
Josephine Antonia Beauregard, Scholastic
Mia Bobby Simons, Scholastic

The relationships we have with these people are no longer relevant.
Once new applicants come in, we'd be able to refresh backstories.

[Calcifer Hyung]

Zaqueo Bourbon once visited Monte Carlo due its abundance of casinos and various vices to offer. It was unlikely for Eleanor to be tainted by all these, shocking the tall Spaniard of how chaste she was. When he ended up in her father’s yacht, he handed her a pamphlet, the words ‘West Virginia University’ glowed in bold in the front. The boy said he was going to America for college, to taste their whores he said. The little lady, then, didn’t know how to react but to just chortle at every garbage he uttered-- something along the lines of inviting her to take the higher education with him so he could teach her the ways of enjoying life. When she disclosed her woes of getting lost in an alien place, he assured her his helping hand, and promised his assistance at every step of the way.

Treating his ownself like a prince, he took another swig of scotch and waltzed away, but not without dropping his calling card. Indubitably, when Eleanor reached the American university, she had called him twice, to no avail. Going there wasn’t for him, but she sure hoped he would help her not get morbidly lost, at least. Therefore, imagine her surprise when she found him taking Mila Petrov seriously, when she had known him to be comically funny, but not at all dependable.

Sipping on champagne in the middle of Gale’s long table, the artistic miss continued to muse about the things on how she got here. Without Z, she would have been stuck somewhere else, perhaps along with the French geeks who knew nothing else but to chew on paint and smoke up weed. Until she returns to Monaco, she would be at the mercy of peer pressure, so she admits she’s quite lucky to have found her place under this clique’s wing-- it’s the best choice one can ever have. In addition, she wouldn’t have met Clayton Acker, his Spanish friend’s football friend, if it wasn’t for him. It was a crush at first sight, so to say.

“...” Only for said attraction to whither out at the speed of light once she gathered the news that he was dating her current best friend, Teagan Townsend. “Haah,” she sighed, indeed happy for them, but a little lonesome was all.

Shifting her sight away from Clayton who was apparently chatting it up with his girlfriend, she turned to the man seated next to her, Jonathan Stark, a prodigy of sorts. “So, I saw you being assaulted by Z earlier,” she began, her teasing tone visible in her thick French accent. “I didn’t catch much of it but I hope it did not land on the terrible side,” she nodded a little, trying to capture an affirming smirk from the senior.

There was something cold in the air that night and the stars were bright. “The waiters keep going from one student to another,” she mentioned, trying to point the busy servants. “None in Gale’s abode seems to mind if anyone is underaged,” she laughed a little after that. Eleanor may be a stranger to the world’s deadliest vices, but one thing she wasn’t was a shy drinker. It had always been a tradition in the Grimaldi household to celebrate every little thing with special beverages, and it has to be unique each time.

Tugging onto the blue jacket that she took in her room after sunset, she lifted her chin to stare up at the stars. The wind was indeed getting crisp and… “It would be nice if there’s a pile of burning wood somewhere,” and then an idea came to her, so she stood from her chair, and flattened her palms on the table with an eager ‘thud!’ Grinning brightly at everyone, she enthusiastically asked, “Shall we make a bonfire!?”



WHATEVER WORKOUT THAT WORKS. PAINTING _ | _ WHEREFORE ART THOU? CRICKET GARDEN _ | _ WHOEVER WITH? SEATED NEXT TO JONATHAN STARK, ACROSS CLAYTON ACKER, AND THEN EVERYONE ELSE




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So far the day was going so well. She was having quality time with her loving boyfriend, spending time with her friends, and definitely making new ones. There were people here that she had never had the pleasure to meet. Now he knew everyone's name and they were riot. Avery had yet to meet someone that was at the school on a full scholarship, but that was rare. She didn't expect it among this crowd. They all had more than enough money to afford the tuition. On top of all the friends she met she learned a few things. The redhead now knew that kicking the side of the horse more than once is not a good idea. It will sprint and buck a lot. Avery freaked out, but someone rescued her. Not without laughing of course. Then she learned the game of cricket. Avery like intelligent board games, but the game wasn't all the difficult. The scholar lost the game to the pros, but it was much fun.

Lunch was even better than the games and dinner was almost hard to describe. The redhead leaned back in her chair, with the glass of champagne. It was rather cold outside. The dress seemed like a better idea when the sun was up. Pulling the blazer closer to her body, she sipped the glass. "This is nice." She muttered out loud to anyone that was listening. Avery leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. What she really wanted was a blanket to cover her bare legs. The goosebumps were near visible. Avery giggled at the comment Eleanor made about the servants. She was right. None of them were carding any of the young adults sitting at the table. Either they assumed the bunch was over 21 or they truly did not care. Another slow sip of her champagne and her attention was on Robbie.

He was one of the people that were underage. He was way more mature than anyone gives him credit for, but he was under the legal age. First look at the couple and you would assume Robert was older. But the redhead turned 21 first. Not that she ever really need to use her age to get anything. Even before she hit 21, she was drinking wine, champagne, and the occasional beer if Robbie was around. The trick was to not get completely wasted outside of your own home. But now she needn't worry about that. She could drink wherever, whenever. Although she didn't need too, it was one of the benefits of being of legal drinking age. Her attention was back towards Gale as she suggested the bonfire. Heat. That sounded absolutely wonderful. Something to get the feeling back in her legs. "A bonfire sounds perfect. I need some warmth so I can feel my legs again."

With?Everyone||Where?Dinner Table outside||Wearing?Simple yet Classy + the added blazer||OOC:

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"LET'S JUST SAY, I PLAY THE BUSINESS GAME."

[|wearing: "casual" dinner|]
[| location: garden at dinner|][]

Jonathan cautiously looked at his outfit in the mirror before reaching for the door. The entire spring break has flew past him and he could barely hang on to the fact that within a month and a half he would be free to the world. He lightly brushed down on his powder blue jacket. He knew that nothing hear was his definition of casual, so he made sure that his style remained semi-formal at every occasion. Everything here was a "one-up" match and if you you didn't look at least pleasant, a wave of jokes would be crashed into your direction. When he thought no more could be done, Jonathan applied a small amount of gel to his hair and left his room. People were surprised how extremely organized Jonathan was with everything in his life. His mother thought that he suffered from OCD, and after many tests it was concluded that he was just a neat freak.

Jonathan missed his family and was angry at himself for not going to visit him. His new adopted sister, well not actually new since they have had her for two years, but he barely gets to see her. Jonathan enjoys that his parents took little Alea in, and he loves being able to play with her when he does go home. Last time he saw her, she was prance around the room calling his name Jon-Jon as she waved at him. It was unbelievable to see how much she looked like Jon. Many times people would compliment him on having such a cute kid, and he would have to explain that she is his sister. Jonathan would send her gifts from all over the world whenever he misses the chance to go home. His mother would email him photos of Alea in clothes that he would send her from the biggest fashion designers. On that topic, Jonathan felt his phone vibrate as he pulled it from his pocket. His mother had sent him a photo of the newly arrived clothing set he had sent Alea from England. The picture showed her in knitted hat with the dress that reminded him of her home of Prague. He smiled at her little face filled with excitement as she was collecting apples. The caption said "Alea is making homemade apple juice, keeps asking where jon jon is. All our love - mom, alea and dad." Jon let out a small laugh as he made his way down to the table for dinner.

Everything went swimmingly and of course the food was a five star deal. His eyes drifted across the table as they met Elysea's and he gave her a small wink. He would let her decide on what to think about it. His attention was diverted when Eleanor began to speak next to him. being a gentleman he turned and gave her his entire attention. He found it hard to believe that so many good looking people could be gathered in one area.Shifting more towards her he gave her a small smile. Just listening to her french accent, he felt the need to speak in French. He retained himself not wanting to come across as a show off, though everyone is already well aware of his incredible talent. Recently Jon has been working on learning the language of Icelandic. He thought it would come in handy later on in life. Jonathan waited for Eleanor to finish speaking before giving her a small smirk and gracefully sipping some of his wine. Soon Eleanor continued to speak as she quickly rose and pressed her palms against the table declaring an idea for a bonfire.

Jonathan as fond of the idea so he thought it would encouraging if he would might as well support it. "That is actually a fabulous idea! I would be more than willing to help out if that is what we are going to do. Good idea Eleanor!" Jonathan relaxed back into his seat again as he looked across the table as he noticed Lily. She was a good friend of Jonathan and in fact their friendship started off as a business partnership. Her family owned a chain of hotels within Florida, and whenever he was down on business he would be able to stay for free. He was actually planning on talking with her on seeing if she could cut his a discount to bring his family down to Florida over the summer. He would love to see little Alea's reaction to a beach. Jon turned to Lilly with a small smile, "Good evening Ms. Holden! How are things going on your end?" Right as he finished he suddenly heard Avery chime in about the bonfire being good to warm her legs. He smirked to himself as turned his attention to Gale who wasn't sitting too far away. "Is there a place that we could have this bonfire?" He once again sipped his wine as he waited to see what everyone else would say.







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Clayton was late. He was always late. He was the last to the mansion, last to the party, but always first to make a smile. Not making his morning anymore awkward after being late from sleeping in, Clayton Acker sat with the rest of the group at dinner in the garden trying not to remind himself that he was still slightly sleepy. Tipping the chair back, finished with dessert, he sipped on a beer. Everyone was chatting away mindlessly. With only a few interjections, he acted like he was part of the conversations, but his mind was elsewhere. As much as he was used to big houses, and big places, and fancy meals, he never really got over his plans and ideas on the big and crazy parties he could have at the places he visited. It didn’t help much after some sorority girl one of his teammates was “dating” had the football team watch the Baz Luhrmann Great Gatsby movie and Clayton was already a party boy. The live music, the crazy use of pools, the dressed up men and ladies, how everyone came. And it happened in a house just like the one he sat in now.

Pulling at his jacket, and loosening his tie, he took a large swig of the beer in hand. It was a dark ale, his favorite. He could taste the berries that where still in the processing barrels. Good booze, a great reason to dress up, and his girlfriend looking nothing more but the best was a favorite past time. He was crafted into a socialite by his parents, and turned into a wilder version when he joined the football team. His girlfriend was also desired by others, but he showed her off well, or so he hoped. She was just like one of the boys, and after parties for a big game he was proud to have her there, drinking him under the table and playing the best game of Halo out there. She wasn’t a cheerleader, nor was she prissy or a housewife, and that was the best part. He could watch her beat all his teammates, and still not get jealous. It was actually amazing. Some new kid always tried to make him feel small for having a girlfriend better at some games than him, but he always just made the new kid even more jealous. “I’d rather her be able to beat me than not be able to play at all,” he’d commonly say.

His mind kept wandering until Eleanor exclaimed her idea. Forcing himself back down to the ground, beer still in hand, he smiled instantly and nodded his head almost just as enthusiastically to the woman in front of him. He remembered the first day they met. She was cute, and he was trying to help a teammate get with her. After flirting in his usual, not serious way, he let the two go on, hoping the night went well for his friend and her. A few weeks passed and he was dating Teagan, his now girlfriend for a year and half. It was even more awkward when Teagan had Clayton meet her best friend, or who he knew as that cute girl he tried to help his friend get with one night. Now Eleanor was a friend to him as well, all apart of the same group who now sat at the table, ready for fun.

“I like this fire idea. You guys find a place and would someone like to grab the beer and maybe get some s’mores?” He looked around, the first person to answer would come, but he had his eyes on Teagan or Eleanor. One was his girlfriend, the other was someone he wanted to talk to. He still hadn’t told her that he remembered her, that it wasn’t some drunk night memory to him when they met. And that he was sorry if he offended her. It had been a while now, but he rarely got alone time with her to tell her. There was always someone around. “I’ll get some blankets too, for the ladies,” he said looking over at Avery, and realizing the girls in dresses might be a tad chilly. “But its time to party some anyways.” He was now finally waking up, the excitement of dinner parties ending and fun times coming awoken the true party and socialite animal in him.

[Summerluver]

I NEED A INDENT
AND YOU CAN'T
DO THAT EASILY

Lily had been surprised to receive the invitation to the Isaacson Estate as spring break was ending. She had debated going for all of about two seconds but decided she was far too curious to see who else was going to not attend the gathering. So having set her mind to it the blonde packed everything she deemed essential in her London Fog bags and departed from a family friends beach side condo in Hilton Head with a quick detour to her quaint condo near the WVU campus to drop off her surfboard and pick up her cuter bikini’s. She had gotten to the estate later than anyone else it had seemed, as she parked her Jeep and witnessed the end of a cricket game. Thank heavens I missed out on that. Smiling she had departed the vehicle, waved to the few friends she recognized and wheeled her bags into the home. She had spent the remaining part of the afternoon curled up with a book and sipping tea in a outdoor alcove she had discovered, happy to be reading as well as enjoying the glorious sunshine of the spring day.

As the dinner hour approached, Lily placed the book she had found aside and headed up to the room she had been given – it was a stunning spot and gave her a balcony overlooking some absolutely picturesque gardens. After a quick shower and three outfit changes the blonde finally decided on something casual but dressy enough to appease the obviously high tastes around her. The people she had recognized in pulling up were some of the most affluent members of WVU – wardrobe choices were going to be key for the next few days. Applying makeup with a practiced hand and ensuring her hair was an artful mix of straight hair and waves she took a last look in the mirror and smiled. “The parents are away so it seems the children will play.” With another grin and a last change in accessories the final touches on the outfit were set. Time to eat – yum! Doing a quick spin in excitement Lily grabbed the red blazer from where she had left it draped on the bed as well as her purse and headed downstairs.

She expected something wonderful for dinner and as she was served the meal by a servant she was not in the least bit disappointed. The meal was most certainly five stars, and she made a mental note to hunt around later for the chef in order to gain the recipe. Certainly her mother’s chef would appreciate something as perfect as this meal. Smiling and speaking to those around her were second nature, the young woman loved people and talking was one of her best skills. It was too bad however that she had the luck to be seated next to Gale and Zaqueo. They were both jocks and she had the hardest time with understanding the point of the sport that they both played. With a pointed look bordering on rude she looked at Zaqueo, "If I have to listen to any more football talk my head might very well burst. Do you know anything other then your plays and moves? Get some real knowledge into that thick head of yours and then try conversing." Gale was alright as far as all of the jock types went, but something about Zaqueo made her stand on the very edge of propriety and have to play nice. With an irritated huff she signaled to a passing waiter and had her champagne flute refilled; once it was passed back she took a longer sip then was normally considered polite. A bit further up the table she heard the idea of a bonfire get kicked around and then someone mentioned s'mores. YUM. Sitting back and realizing that it all sounded like a great idea she let the conversations swirl around her. As long as she ignored Zaqueo eventually he would go away and bother someone else with his sports talk. In the meantime however she was done sitting next to him, and needed to find a restroom toot sweet. She excused herself from the table and wondered back inside sipping champagne and hoping she wouldn't have to climb up to her room in order to find a restroom.

✮ Location :: Gardens ✮ Companion :: Everyone ✮ Feeling :: Happy, Slightly Drunk ✮ Thinking :: I need some more champagne! ✮ Wearing :: Something Casual

Talking like this. Texting like this. Thinking like this.

Out Of Crayons :: Changes made based on OOC chats.


"We're just like you, only p r e t t i e r."

[NaInOa13]

Robbie only had to change into a new button-up and a jacket to not get too cold that night for the outside dinner. He seemed to fit in more with what his new look from earlier in the day. Robbie let Avery do her thing and explore the outside to find her friends out by the horses, while he decided to explore the inside of the mansion. The hired butler showed him to where he and his lady would be spending the next night or two and even that room in itself was extravagant. He was in awe as he gave himself a self-tour of the giant house. The living room in itself was as big as a townhouse.

By the time he finished walking through the mansion, the sun was already setting and everyone else was gathering outside for the first dinner. The weather was not too cold for him, but he was used to it. He practiced in snowy and hard rainy conditions before, so the cold did not phase him. However, looking over to Avery, she seemed cold, even with putting on an additional blazer. He wondered if they can maybe explore more the outside property to warm up later.

As the dinner progressed, he listened in on the conversations going on at the large table where all the invited students sat. From sports, to passed relationships, school, and family... The maids and servers automatically gave everyone, including Robbie, a glass of champagne. He did not mind at all. From experience of parties in college and even high school, as well as even drinking with the family at home, he could handle himself when it came to alcohol consumption and was definitely not a lightweight. He was more the guy pulling the ladies' hair back when they were puking their stomachs dry. However, he was a very talkative drunk, as some of his friends tell him. Robbie acts more high when he's drunk and asks questions that to him, seem mind blowing. One of the first frat kickbacks he was invited to in college, he drunk enough to ask a couple questions to a couple football player friends, "Do you think sand is called sand because it is between sea and land?" as well as "If money is the root of all evil, why do they ask for it in Church?" From what Robbie remembered, he never got an answer, just a bunch of laughs from some pledges.

Not often does he get too drunk at parties or get togethers. He's witnessed the consequences, both from puking everywhere, to even starting fights and picking up the 'taken ladies' and getting a**-kicked by them. Most of the time, he would drink a little to socialize, but was constantly looking over and watching over his friends and making sure they are not getting into trouble. So far on his watch, he's had only a couple friends puking at the end of the night, but nothing more than that has happened. He felt as if he was the big brother of the party, as he sometimes looked over strangers too, making sure ladies were not going home with the wrong people, or guys were not being bigshots when it was not the time.

During the dinner, the proposals of a bonfire came up at the table. Robbie nodded in agreement as the rest of the students were ok with the thought as well. It seemed to maybe be starting soon as desserts were beginning to be passed out. Sitting next to him, closely, was Avery. He lightly placed his hand on hers, feeling that they were indeed cold. She immediately mentioned that her legs were cold as well. The bonfire would definitely warm things up. He gave a slight grin in return, he was feeling a little chilly, but nothing major. A fire would feel really nice for him too. Robbie politely turned down the small dessert being passed out, as he was not craving anything sweet that night. He noticed Clayton offer to bring out some blankets for the ladies. "Care if I join, Clay." Robbie figured it would give him a chance for the two to catch up. Apart from Football, with Clayton being star QB and him being star RB (and the last-resort QB in emergency), the two never get a chance to talk about life in general...just football play after football play after football play.

He waited to see if Clay was going to take his word seriously and get some blankets...









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