The Selection - Official RP Thread

[duck]

Marta Suarez

Early evening, presently empty hall in palace.
with Juniper Ashton

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The hall Marta had escaped to was tall and wide, unnecessarily so. The emptiness was a sought reprieve; it swallowed her, but still she was glad to have a moment that was hers. The day had been busy, and somewhere between mumbling through interviews and standing stiffly not talking at all, Marta had found herself needing a break.

She collapsed on the floor next to a grand windowsill, placing her hands on her temples to ground herself and settle her thoughts.

Marta had little input to give on her makeover, though one of her stylists had been adamant that she would be wearing something to cover her arms. The material was finer than she was used to, a little too fragile-feeling for her to feel secure in. It draped loosely down her arms and fell against her wrists. Now she had this moment to herself, she pushed it up to her elbow, folding it out of the way.

She rested her head in her arms, and caught herself in a glass pane as she looked up.

Her hair was about an inch longer than it had been; they had tried to add extensions, but Marta had insisted on it remaining above her shoulders so it couldn’t brush against her skin. Her fringe had been smoothed and an attempt had been made to separate the top half of her hair into an elegant bun, loose enough that she couldn’t feel the pull. Her face looked out of place on her body, and the dress she wore felt unnatural. It was the prettiest she had ever seen herself, and the most separate she had ever been from her own perception.

She startled as she heard a door open, having been so absorbed in her own reflection that she had missed the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. Turning to the source of the noise she scrambled to her feet, trying to look occupied despite there being nothing plausible she could have been doing.

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@idiot.exe - Juniper

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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As the sun began to set, a busy day started to come to an end. Juniper was so absorbed in her work, she barely noticed time pass by. Since Sera offered to finish the last of their work as Edith’s maids, Juniper now had a bit of free time to rest. She tried offering her help, but Sera refused.

Since the other two maids were busy, Juniper was lost on what to do. The palace was huge, but Juniper had been there long enough to try everything. That is, for her standards, a month. She decided to go off and wander the halls, maybe she would run into someone to have a conversation with. She came across many new faces, yet they all seemed so busy. Either talking to others, or finishing the last of their work. The arrival of the candidates took a toll on everyone.

She opened a nearby door, hoping to finally find something interesting. “I wish people would take it easy… They never consider to stop and smell the flowers…” she rambled, unaware there was someone else present in the room. As Juniper entered, she noticed a girl standing at the window. Her face turned a faint pink, embarrassed. “Oh, I didn’t see you there! Ignore me, I’m just talking to myself!” she laughed.

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Palace Hall // Early Evening
@duck // Marta Suarez

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[duck]

Marta Suarez

Early evening, no longer empty hall in palace.
with Juniper Ashton

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A bright girl stood in the doorway. Marta strained to place her face, before realising not only that they were across the room and she couldn’t make out her features, but also that she had yet to properly have met anybody in the palace, and recognising anyone at all was incredibly unlikely.

She brought a hand to her brow. Be normal, Marta. You can play this off, you’re not even doing anything against any rules.

She stiffened her spine and squared her shoulders, walking as casually as she could across the room. The resulting effect was that of a wooden stride, like someone learning how to be a person.

“Marta,” she said, stopping a couple of metres in front of the unknown girl.
She took another long step into the range that could almost make for comfortable conversation.

“Selected,” she added, to prove she was supposed to be there.
She paused, unsure where to go next.

“Hello,” she sighed, remembering that was the typical way to greet people.

Despite being far too far away to reach, she held her arm out as politely as possible, in offer of a handshake. She continued to hold it out as she decided her conversationally-appropriate but entirely unnecessary excuse.

“I was just… smelling the flowers.”

I’m sure the flowers were beautiful, in the bed outside the closed window.

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@idiot.exe - Juniper

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Juniper shook her hand, smiling bright. “Nice to meet you! I’m Juniper, maid.” she said. Though, she could notice the girl was a little stiff, possibly social awkwardness or a result of stress. “Long day, huh?” she asked, attempting to start a conversation. Upon realizing that they’d be talking for a while, Juniper leaned against the wall next to the window. Now that she met one of the selected girls, she began feeling a bit curious about how they felt. Edith never showed any sign of fatigue or stress, she only kept smiling and talking as if nothing was wrong. It was almost robotic.

Juniper looked around the room, attempting to find flowers. Once she couldn’t, she realized Marta meant the flowers outside. “Ah, you must have a good nose if you could smell the flowers from all the way here!” Juniper laughed, glancing out the window. “Or did you mean metaphorically?” she added, considering how she was the one to complain about people never stopping to rest.

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Palace Hall // Early Evening
@duck // Marta Suarez

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I’ve never seen a more relatable character than marta I have her social skills too

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[LunaticLeviTheSecond]

As she said “Of course not” He realized that she said yes out of politeness because her face all sxrunched up in confusion so he thought before actually doing anything, he’d explain himself. “Oh, sorry. I meant there’s no pants in the cupboard, do you mind if I take off mine now and put them in the washer? I’ll have to not wear them until they’re clean.” He said. “Unless there’s a pair in the maid’s service. I might have to take them if there is some.” He said, knowing there’s only female maids as of now, there might be some pants in there somewhere nobody gets to use. Then he got a brilliant idea. “You know what … Could you help me find a stain stick or something to that effect? Something that could either get the stain out or make it invisible at least until I finish my shift? I’m sure there’s one here.” He was desperate to find a way to remove this stain before it sets, but he didn’t have any knowledge how to remove a stain withouth washing the full article of clothing.

@idiot.exe - Sera
ORP: Her remebering how to clean a small stain withouth having to put the clothes in the washer and then the dryer and having to wait in underwear until he can finally wear it again, would make him like her more than he already does …

[duck]

Marta Suarez

Early evening, palace hall.
with Juniper Ashton

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“Oh.” Marta settled a little at hearing Juniper was a maid. She probably should have figured from her uniform, but had previously been distracted by the shock of her entry. “Yes, nice to meet you too,” she replied, relaxing her brow, grateful for the familiar script.

Juniper leant into the wall. Marta took this as a sign she had successfully navigated her way through the brief introductory period. Unfortunately this would naturally feed into the start of a full conversation. She was at least lucky her first interaction was with one of the palace staff; she actually felt able to talk to other people in the lower castes. More so than she was comfortable talking to higher castes, by any means.

Marta exhaled a small and unamused chuckle of relief at the confirmation the day had indeed been long. “Incredibly so,” she agreed. She had been worried that she would be the only one finding everything to be too much, but if someone was checking on her it meant that her reaction couldn’t have been unexpected or unwarranted. She allowed herself a small smile.

At the addressal of her pathetic excuse, Marta immediately tensed again. “Aha. Yes.” She responded vaguely, confirming neither option given, nor offering one of her own. She searched for a way to redirect the conversation. “So… What’s it been like for you?” She asked generically; an attempt to bring the conversation back to where it had been about 30 seconds prior. “In… the palace. Today.”

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@idiot.exe - Juniper

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I’m glad you think so. She’s so uncomfortable to write but she is also absolutely me
I’m so sorry to Juniper, Marta can (and will) make any situation unfeasibly awkward. it’d be like a mission if it were at all intentional

[astxrism]

{ her dress / Garden with Beckett / moodboard }

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When they tell you you’re going to meet a prince this is definitely not what Cecelia envisioned. She was supposed to have a few more hours to prepare for that moment, put on her best act and try to be the best version of herself not… Not this. A confused and embarrassed girl not being able to speak up again and only stare at the boy in front of her. But don’t let this trick you into thinking this is what Cecelia is usually like, because she’s not, this just seemed like a very… important moment in her life. An important moment that she’s probably going to mess up even before the actual important moment happens aka meeting the prince tomorrow like the other selected girls.

Honestly, the hardest part was deciding what the best version of Cecelia meant. She may be one way and act another but what was the smartest thing to do here? Not at this very moment but during her stay at the castle… When you lived one way to protect yourself it might be a little hard to show people who you actually are. Is that something Cecelia will succeed in? Only time would tell, I guess. If she gets that time. [color="#923c1c”]”No,”[/color] she quickly tried to reassure him this was her fault since she did feel bad for doing something this stupid. Her gaze fell down to her heels… And let me quickly tell you this - it was not easy walking in those on grass! ”If I only stayed inside and listened to-” to what? To who? Where was she even going with this? They were obviously free to do whatever they wanted and that probably meant staying inside and meeting, becoming friends with other girls but if you ask Cecelia… If that’s what they were supposed to do then maybe they should’ve been more specific so no, she is not going to take the blame for this.

Bringing her gaze back up to look at the prince, every emotion from her face disappeared. Alright so… This version of Cecelia is going to come out first. Expectable. ”I suppose next time we both should be more careful.” She calmly said, bowing down imperceptibly since she still had some manners and he was a prince after all but didn’t know if it was… She was still just a bit embarrassed by the situation. In that moment she took a few steps back indicating she was leaving, while letting her gaze wander around, disappointed she didn’t get and opportunity to explore the garden. Disappointed this is how her first day went, and only hoping they could forget about it so she can get another chance to properly introduce herself.

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@Littlefeets - le prince

[katabasis]

Lucia heard footsteps behind her but assumed it was a maid or a guard. She didn’t pause, she wasn’t doing anything wrong, after all. Just making her way through the castle, her new home for an uncertain amount of time. Suddenly she felt silly walking around in this dress, it was pretty and made her feel gorgeous, but she doubted it was useful to wear something this elaborate. She was sure other girls were wearing such dresses as well, and that thought relieved some of the anxiety.

“Taking the time to learn your way around, I see. Honestly, I imagined most of the other ladies would be in their own rooms or gathered on the sofas in the Ladies’ room getting to know each other by this point.” The sound of princess Rosalie’s voice came from behind Lucia and she had to repress the urge to jump. Lucia had not accounted to meet a member of the royal family, she knew of course the prince would not be met but she wasn’t sure of the others. For a just the slightest moment she was stunned as she turned around to meet the princess offering a smile and a deep curtsy to the royal lady. Perhaps the etiquette classes did not leave me completely. Lucia thought as she rose up from the curtsy, reminiscing about the etiquette classes her mother made her take when she was a young teen.

The princess dressed in a two-tone purple dress that emphasized her red curls. Truly, she held herself like royalty. “Your Highness,” She acknowledged Princess Rosalie. She supposed watching her manners would be the best course of action. “I thought it would be wiser to become familiar of where I was before getting to know other the Ladies.” Her hands in front of her, Lucia had to stop herself from messing with her nails, she imagined the frustration of her mother to help her. She was silent for a moment thinking, she didn’t want to make a bad impression but she was sure the Princess had heard many of the conversation topics which ran through her head. Stick to your strengths, even somewhat concealed. She motions towards the walls around them before giving a genuine compliment, “I was just admiring the beauty of this place. The architecture is magnificent as well as the history behind these walls. The tour I was taken through showed me many beautiful places, I was captivated by the library, particularly. Your home is very lovely, as are the inhabitants.”

@Littlefeets

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Her eyes widened a bit at the realization. “Oh… You meant that…” she turned red in embarrassment, turning around to finish her work. She picked up the last of the towels, putting them on top of a washer temporarily, so she could take them and leave. “I need to bring these towels to lady Edith’s room, so I wouldn’t be here long. Though I am concerned about someone else walking in…” she paused to think. She couldn’t recall there being any pants in the maid’s service, unless one of the guards had a spare. He’d have to wait until they’ve finished washing, unless he wore a maid dress, which would be inappropriate considering the dress code. That is, if he can even fit inside a dress.

Stain stick, he mentioned, but Sera couldn’t recall anything about a stain stick in the maid’s inventory. She had another thing in mind, though. “I know how to quickly get a stain out, but you’d need to hide in a bathroom or something similar, while I clean the stain…” she said. “Again, I know you’re busy, so this is the quickest way to get your pants back.” Sera wasn’t sure why she was trying so hard to help him, it wasn’t part of her duty. Maybe it was because he was one of the first people she could finally relate to. Confused, she looked down… And realized her apron is also stained. She sighed, realizing the day is far from over.

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Laundry room
@LunaticLeviTheSecond ~ Enzo Capitani

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[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Juniper nodded in agreement once Marta confirmed she was also tired that day. “How is the palace for you so far?” she figured she’d ask, curious about her opinion. “I hope you haven’t run into any issues!” she added, smiling. Juniper was also curious about who Marta’s maids were, but figured she’d ask that later. It’s not like she was familiar with everyone in the palace either, but she could’ve heard of them. For now, she wanted to focus on making the girl more comfortable in talking to her, noticing her discomfort earlier.

Upon hearing Marta’s question, Juniper let out a long sigh. “We’ve been busy with helping out our lady today, I’m sure most of the maids feel just as tired.” she said. She spoke without a break, letting the words flow without much thought. “I don’t mind it though, I like work, but it did get kind of overwhelming. I’m sure it’ll be better tomorrow!” she smiled. Despite how much she said, Juniper realized there was another thing she forgot to add. “Ah, but actually, we mostly wanted to leave a good impression on Edith. She’s allegedly an actress from a very rich family. A bit intimidating…” she paused, realizing she started rambling. She didn’t want to be the only one talking, so she decided to let Marta say her thoughts as well.

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Palace Hall // Early Evening
@duck // Marta Suarez

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Second hand embarrassment?
Also, I can make Juniper make it even more awkward if you want

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[duck]

Marta Suarez

Early evening, palace hall.
with Juniper Ashton

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“The palace is… Pretty big. There are lots of people.” Marta was used to her home being busy, but it was different in an unfamiliar place. Faceless strangers running about, endless corridors, rooms upon rooms upon rooms. She had seen the gardens during the tour, but even those were monitored and maintained. That was to be expected, of course, but it felt like eyes were on her all the time; even the great outdoors didn’t feel safe. Of course, the eyes would be watching her, considering she was part of the selection. It was strange that in a building so much larger than her own home, she could feel so much more claustrophobic.

She nodded intently as Juniper spoke, not really hearing. This conversation business was easy once you found someone talkative.

She stopped short when Juniper mentioned the lady she was in charge of, eyes widening. An actress from a rich family. Intimidating was right. Marta had known the other selected were likely to be… fancy, but this was an unwelcome reminder. She sighed wearily. “That must be pretty tough.” She was certainly not jealous. At some point, she probably would have to speak to them, but that time hadn’t come yet. So far, she had successfully discouraged everyone from meeting her by refusing to make eye contact and pretending not to hear anyone if they did try to chat. “I… hope it was alright? Working with her?”

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@idiot.exe - Juniper

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You could make it awkward, it’d certainly be a feat ha
Also apologies, I’m not really giving you much dialogue to work with She’s trying her best, her best just isnt that good

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Juniper nodded, agreeing that the palace is huge. “Sure is! To be honest, I’m not entirely used to it yet. I come from a pretty small home.” she explained. Even though she spent a lot of time exploring the palace, and despite her good sense of direction, Juniper still found herself occasionally lost in the endless hallways. Someone like her would’ve never dreamt to step foot in a place like this, much less live in it. “I’m assuming it’s the same for you? Since you pointed out how big this palace is.” she added.

“Alright working with her? Hm, well…” she placed a hand on her chin. “Edith’s very friendly and charismatic, but her status alone is enough to scare someone… She is easy to work with, don’t get me wrong, but someone like me will never be on the same level as her.” Juniper said, before she realized that the girl she’d been speaking to is also part of the selected. Though she didn’t know Marta’s caste before she came to the palace, she was already brought up to a three. Far greater than a six. Usually, Juniper didn’t pay much attention to castes or any social ranks, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that there was a big difference in power.

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Palace Hall // Early Evening
@duck // Marta Suarez

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I think it’s enough, dw! But then again, with Juniper I can start a conversation from just one word

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[duck]

Marta Suarez

Early evening, palace hall.
with Juniper Ashton

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Marta laughed lowly, grateful for some common ground. “I think this room alone would dwarf my house. I have no idea how I’m supposed to live here,” or how long that may be for. “I’m not even sure how to get back to wherever I’m meant to be.” Not that she wanted to. This conversation was getting somewhere comfortable, and changing her environment was always a gamble. As was changing topics.

Marta’s arms stiffened against her sides. “You’re on the same level just fine,” she hardened as Juniper finished. Not at her, more at what she was saying; Marta had always been defensive of her place in the caste system. She was proud of where she came from. Some would say she had been dealt a poor hand, but she would take that as an insult. She couldn’t imagine her life any way other than how it was. Or, how it had been a few days prior.

The one thing her brother had gotten right had been not putting the higher castes on some pedestal. She had little opinion of them, but she couldn’t see them as inherently above herself. In fact, she hardly saw them at all. She didn’t understand anything about them, and very little about the lives they had led, contrasting her own, but valuing them higher still seemed silly. “You’re fine.” She had intended it as a reassurance for Juniper, but given her gruff tone and the way she was saying it almost to herself, whether it came across as such was another matter.

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@idiot.exe - Juniper

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Juniper laughed. “I can definitely relate to that!” She lived in a very small home, one that could even be considered a single room. In her position, her family couldn’t afford something bigger, yet it was still comfortable. It felt familiar, unlike the large hallways of the palace, easily bigger than her entire home. “Well, you’ll get used to it in time! I also felt lost when I first arrived here.” she reassured her. “But if you need any help getting somewhere, I could tell you the directions?” Juniper offered. She thought that something was off about finding a selected girl all on her own, but she didn’t want to pry. Juniper never would’ve guessed that she may have gotten lost.

Upon hearing Marta say they’re on the same level, Juniper’s eyes widened briefly. Within a second, she smiled and her posture relaxed a bit. “Oh, you’re also from a lower caste?” she asked. “To be honest, I’m kind of relieved…” she said, although she couldn’t entirely understand why she felt more relaxed now. No matter how much she said that she saw no difference in castes, she couldn’t possibly treat someone like Edith the same way she’d treat a fellow maid. Someone with power, reputation and connections, far greater than anything Juniper has ever had. It felt a bit strange to be talking to someone who once used to be around Juniper’s level, but is now ranked significantly higher. It wasn’t that it would change how Juniper treated her, but mostly the disbelief that a single event can change your entire life for good.

“You’re very lucky.” she said. “I can’t imagine how strange it must feel to have to live in a palace now.”

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Palace Hall // Early Evening
@duck // Marta Suarez

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[Meekepeek]

// theater //
It was nice to hear for once how someone didn’t compare themselves to someone else’s achievements, and to Elena to be exact. “Unfortunately people often look at where you are at that moment, not where you came from, or in my case, crawled from” she explains with a sigh and pulls herself up so that she is on the edge of the stage can sit.

“You girls are the only reason I’m here really. I had to use you as an excuse to work here because it’s impossible for a woman to become a guard” she explains, looking around at the abandoned building. “As long as you’re anywhere in the palace, at least 5 guards will be watching you for your safety, but I’m the only one watching you when you have a private moment for yourself,” she continues. “People don’t believe a woman is strong enough to protect others…” she mutters before falling backward and rolling onto her hands over her back until she’s in a handstand. “but I’m the most agile and flexible of the guards. I’m also fast and can get to places my male colleagues can’t” she proves her point before pushing herself up and finishing smoothly on her feet. “Is that just a guard’s problem, or do you also suffer from that as an actress?” she asks when she turns to Edith.

@idiot.exe - Edith

[idiot.exe]

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Edith sat down on one of the audience chairs, putting one leg over the other. “Isn’t that a good thing? Becoming a guard is an admirable accomplishment, regardless of where you were in the past.” she stated.

But as she listened to Elena explain her situation, she started having some second thoughts. She made a good point, yet Edith didn’t consider that people would underestimate her for being a woman. It wasn’t that Edith hadn’t experienced that herself, she just got used to it over time. Eventually, she managed to try and use it to her advantage. “I can understand that. People often underestimate women.” she sighed, resting her chin on her hand. “It doesn’t matter how skilled you are. Even when it comes to marriage, we must take on the caste of our husband, no matter what we’ve achieved…” she complained. Edith paused, figuring it probably wasn’t a good idea to state her opinion further. She couldn’t open up about her struggles to someone she just met, even if Elena did the same. Instead, she only decided to show her sympathy. Complaining wasn’t what she was used to, anyway. Only smiling like nothing was wrong and adapting to her situation. After all, it would ruin her perfect image if she ever showed who she really is.

“You aren’t alone, that’s for sure. But I am glad you decided to take on being a guard, I feel safer knowing there’s someone like you here.”

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Location: Theater ~ Evening

@Meekepeek ~ Elena O’Brian

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[Jass]

Alviva’s comment made Camila smile. That was all she wanted, and the way Alviva came across so honestly saying that she was already an example for her siblings, it meant a lot. “I truly hope so” she said.

“What does everything in your family do?” she asked curiously. She was interested to hear more about which jobs higher caste people had. After all, she started realising she was a caste 3 now, and once back home, her life wouldn’t really be the same anymore. She couldn’t persue the job of a photographer anymore, even if she would want so.

“I’m the complete opposite” she laughed “I can’t get out of my bad in the morning, but I have no problems staying awake late.” She played with her hair a bit as she said “Me and my good friends have a tradition to just stay awake until 2AM, on the beach, with a bonfire, some good music, but more importantly a good conversation. Those evenings really turned me into an evening person” She realized that she was talking too much about herself and said “But good for you that you’re a morning person”

“I don’t know about that,” she said “could he genuinely be interested in someone who’s a caste 5?” she asked, more as a rehetorical question than a genuine one. Not every higher caste was as open minded as Alviva was, and Camila was all too aware of that.
“In my opinion” Camila said “a bit of clumsiness is quite adorable actually. You’re such a sweetheart honestly, so I’m sure the prince will fall head over heels for you” She smiled at Alviva as she said this. “So, just be yourself and don’t be afraid to embarrass yourself. Don’t overthink how you should be around him. It’ll be okay”

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@Meekepeek - Alviva

[LunaticLeviTheSecond]

ORP: HOLLY MOLY 7 DAYS? I’m so sorry sweetie, I was in a really bad mood all week

Enzo looked at the bottom of his pants. He liked the girl but his personal moto was to trust nobody, so he wasn’t about to trust her with this now. He could only picture what she has in plan for him. Leaving him stranded in the bathroom with no pants while she steals his pants. Enzo knew it was unprobable, but it could happen, and Enzo wasn’t about to let her put him in such a compromizing position, let alone when he’s working. Well, he instead proposed this. “Or you could just teach me the trick and I’d clean it off myself, and that way I’ll know the trick if it happens to me again.” He said. "For instance, somebody once told me to use vinegar mixed with water to scrub away marks left by water in the sink and it works amazingly. I think it would benefit me more to know it than for you to do it for me. You know how they say … Give a man a fish … " He started a proverb hoping one of two things will happen. 1. He won’t have to finish it, she will get the jist and just know the rest of it, or 2. she will finish it for him. He only knows that this proverb is so well known that he doesn’t have to finish it for people to get the meaning of it.

@idiot.exe - Sera

[Meekepeek]

//theater//

Elena understood Edith’s point of view, and could see where she was coming from, but she couldn’t fully believe it. “maybe so, but there are those in the world who would make you believe otherwise,” she explains. “And before you tell me not to listen to those people, yes, that’s my job, listen to my supervisor,” she adds saltily jokingly.

Elena narrowed her eyes slightly and tilted her head in confusion. “Isn’t that why you’re here?” she asks with genuine interest. “No offense, but I thought the whole reason you girls are here was to marry the prince. But the way you put it, it sounds like you have to choose between your job and a lower caste marriage. Or are you here not because you want but because you have to?” she asks

it was the moment Edith told her she felt safer with her as a guard that she looked up abruptly. “that…” she says and points to Edith, “is very dangerous to say” she warns. she understood that Edith meant this as a compliment, but Elena knew what could happen when you put your trust in someone. Especially someone you don’t know well yet. “I appreciate what you’re saying, but make no mistake, even people with a role like mine can’t always be trusted. It’s dangerous to let your guard down too soon and even more dangerous to let that person know. Unfortunately, that’s how people will use and betray you,” she explains sternly but warmly. then she let out a sigh. “don’t get me wrong. there’s no reason to be suspicious as not much happens here. it’s actually always quiet and sometimes all we have is the odd crazy or obsessive fan who has managed to sneak in and wander around looking for someone to hug or hurt, but they often don’t even reach the front door” she explains and looks at the young girl. “But you are young and innocent, and as someone who has seen how people can be to each other, I want to protect that innocence of yours at all costs. I sincerely hope you maintain at least a healthy amount of ignorance or naivete. because sometimes ignorance really is bliss” she explains with a friendly smile

@idiot.exe - Edith

[idiot.exe]

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Maid of Rosemary Edith Dolloway

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Sera nodded as she listened to Enzo explain. She thought for a moment before giving him an answer. Knowing she was busy and still hadn’t finished all her work, she couldn’t just take time off to teach him. But on the other hand, it wasn’t like she could leave him there. The stain was partially her fault, after all. Torn between both decisions, she looked down at her stained apron again. Sera also knew she needed to figure out a way to wash that off too. Suddenly, she thought of something.

“I would be glad to teach you.” she replied. Sera figured that she could kill two birds with one stone, if she cleans her own apron while showing Enzo how to do the same with his pants. “I know, I know. Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.” she smiled. “Listen, I need to bring these towels back to the room,” she picked up the towels from the washer. “If you don’t mind, wait for me here for a few minutes. I’ll tell you my method once I get back.” She made sure not to stack too many towels this time around, so the accident doesn’t repeat itself.

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Laundry room
@LunaticLeviTheSecond ~ Enzo Capitani

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It’s fine! I’ve been pretty busy so I don’t really have a lot of time to reply either

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