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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 18:18:22 GMT -5
"You wish." Giselle rolled her eyes and stood, grabbing her small bag. "And, Officer Dubois, I think you need to take 'scary' out of your equation there. You don't scare me." She dropped some cotton balls and swore, reaching down to grab it. "If you need to be threatened to feel powerful, then you have a very interesting mind set." The Selected girl put her stuff together once more, standing up straight and looking down on the guard who was still seated. "But to put your mind at ease, if I become Queen, you can wave this 'damned castle' goodbye."
"Excuse me, I'm the most important person in this whole castle." Quinn joked, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she walked with him, not being able to hold back a giggle; she was just so giddy to be with Gil. "Okay, you might want to let go of my hand now. You might not be able to explain that one so easily."
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 18:26:03 GMT -5
(Giselle is just inherently savage I edited Quinn's response in there x3)
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 25, 2016 18:33:04 GMT -5
Giselle: Queen of shade
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 18:37:35 GMT -5
(x3 Yep. low-key wanna see Juliette burn her right back)
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 25, 2016 18:39:03 GMT -5
"Right, yeah, I was on top of that," he muttered, offering her his arm instead. At the mention of her being the most important person in the palace, he felt as if his heart sank right into his stomach. Quinn hadn't even really interacted with Alex yet, and when she did, she might decide that the prince was a better option than some guard. So who knew? Maybe in a matter of weeks she would be one of the most important women in the palace, and Gil would have to keep quiet that this night ever happened. Gil shifted, tensing his jaw at the thought, before pushing it to the very back of his mind, lapsing into a familiar quiet. While he was typically regarded as the loudest one of his friend group, that was in private, behind closed doors. Right now, he was working, which meant he was quiet, and, maybe if you didn't know him at all, intimidating. Which he definitely wasn't.
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 18:41:10 GMT -5
Quinn noticed that Gil had fell silent and she looked over at him, noticing that he didn't look as happy as before; I hope I didn't say anything wrong. The Selected girl thought as she walked with her guard through the palace halls. "Well, Officer, thank you for that fun evening." She said with a smile, although her eyes held that it meant so much more to her than a "fun" evening, but their now public location meant that it would be forbidden to speak of things of the sort.
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Post by snow on Sept 25, 2016 18:42:13 GMT -5
Alexander tried to read Hazel's expression, but he genuinely couldn't tell whether she was being sarcastic or not. "Well... You should return to your room and get some rest. I'll see you at breakfast," He said, passing her to go back to his room. He would reorganize these papers, run them down to the Report office- without taking any shortcuts this time- and try to get some sleep. Then, tomorrow, he was suppose to start taking these girls on dates. Did that count? He rolled his eyes at himself. For this encounter to have been a date, he would've had to run into her. This was just a nuisance.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 25, 2016 18:42:19 GMT -5
"I only refer to myself as such, because I've heard the other Selected refer to me as such," Juliette stated simply. She disliked this looking-down-upon thing going on right now, getting to her feet. She liked it better when she could tower over someone. She gave a single-shouldered shrug. "Hey, I don't judge your kinks, you don't judge mine." Very on the nose, she wanted to see how someone of "class" would react. "Well, we'll see about that. I'm sure once you find out what's at stake, you'll gladly accept me remaining at the castle, on a very generous payroll."
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Post by snow on Sept 25, 2016 18:43:20 GMT -5
Don't kill me but I ship Juliette and Giselle LOL))
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 25, 2016 18:44:40 GMT -5
Dang I don't think I lived up to those expectations, sorry man
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 18:49:23 GMT -5
(No you totally did, plus it's entertaining to watch them fight. Astrid XD)
The Selected girl took a step back as Juliette got to her feet, her brief moment of power over. Giselle raised an eyebrow. "A kink? Well," She waved her hand, refusing to get annoyed. "I never said that it was a kink of yours... but thank you for portraying that information." As Juliette mentioned something that was "really happening", the Two couldn't help the flutter of nervousness that surprised her; Was there something going on that the Royals were hiding from the kingdom? Were they in trouble? Was it dangerous to live here at the palace? What was at stake? Was it Kingdom? My life? "We'll see." She said, going back to her simple tone, refusing to portray what those words had done. "Thank you for this conversation, Officer, although I have to say; I don't exactly hope to have another." She gave a curtsy that was obviously meant mockingly rather than anything else before turning to leave.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 25, 2016 18:59:22 GMT -5
wow hahahaha who would have ever thunk or have intentionally planned that what a dastardly thing The hate ship you never asked for
Juliette noticed a momentary hesitation to Giselle's words. She was impressed by how well she handled her kink joke- even though she seemed to have missed the joke part of that. But after that... Hm. Curious. As Juliette herself was the danger, as far as she was concerned, she couldn't imagine being worried or thrown for a loop. "Too bad you're also stuck in this castle, then, huh?" She crossed her arms over her chest. Oh no, this was not even remotely close to the last of Juliette that the selected girl would see. "Have a good day, Giselle." A beat was spent watching her leave before the guard spun on her heel and headed down another hallway. Time to get back to actual work.
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 25, 2016 19:02:33 GMT -5
I highkey change personalities really quick and sometimes that just portrays in my charries :I And are they going to run into Alex??) Gil adverted his eyes from the hall ahead to Quinn, nodding, a smile playing on his features - one you could only really tell was there if you knew his face or looked hard. "It was my pleasure, Lady Quinn," he responded, shifting their interlinked arms. He would much rather be holding hands with her, but that was practically a death wish. Gil hoped it came across that he, too, wanted to say that the night was so much more than fun; instead, he moved his head to look at the hall and the nearing steps that would take them to wear the Selected rooms were. It was innocent enough if a Selected girl was examining a guard's face, another thing entirely if he was examining hers, too. "If you give me a time, I can see if I can run over before the Report tomorrow," he said lowly, his eyes fixed ahead.
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 25, 2016 19:06:25 GMT -5
((Don't worry about it, Sky!)) Soren hummed in response, balancing the dried plate precariously at the top of the dry pile. "I haven't talked to any of them yet..." he admitted with a nervous laugh. "I get tongue-tied around girls." He wrung the towel in his hands, squeezing out any accumulated water. While Jaden worked on a stubborn brownie pan, Soren tackled the utensils. "So, um, has the prince met them yet or...?" he trailed off. "I guess I'm just a bit confused as to how this is gonna work..."
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 19:16:29 GMT -5
(Ooo that might be interesting... Should they? A quite good hate ship tbh)
Quinn gave a small smile. "We were told to report to the Report room by four o'clock for pre-show interviews and stuff. I have breakfast and lunch, both of which I am planning on attending..." She thought for a moment. "Why don't you happen to be patrolling the hallway by my room around three-thirty? Then you can walk me down to the Report room and just say you were leading the way, as I've never been there before." The Selected girl seemed triumphant at her thinking.
Giselle entered her room and closed her door, setting down her bag on her table with the mirror, taking her hair down on the previous messy bun it was in and taking off her robe, revealing PJ's of her mother's t-shirt and leggings. She climbed into the bed and pulled her covers over her legs, laying down and staring at the ceiling, thoughts racing through her head before she could finally drift off into sleep.
Jaden nodded. "Yeah, they all met one by one. That's how he chose to eliminate Ellie, I guess." He said, scrubbing hard at the bottom of that bowl. "But he hardly spent more than five minutes with any of them." The butler rinsed the bowl and nodded to himself before passing it to Soren and grabbing a cup. "I don't think he's been on a date with any of them yet... And it's been a week. I think he's more annoyed by the girls than anything." He chuckled.
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Post by Holly on Sept 25, 2016 19:18:43 GMT -5
Don't kill me but I ship Juliette and Giselle LOL)) (!!!!!!!!!)
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Post by Holly on Sept 25, 2016 19:19:31 GMT -5
(Can't you just picture it though? Like, "No, back off. Nobody gets to be a jerk to her except me." Grr. Hahaha.)
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Post by snow on Sept 25, 2016 19:27:39 GMT -5
@ sky and red: Are they on the third floor since they're coming down from the roof? I'm fine with Alexander running into them there. Alex is like why is everyone out tonight what is it with you people))
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 25, 2016 19:28:30 GMT -5
I mean, Juliette is already 24/7 in "fight me" mode so that's pretty accurate tbh
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 19:33:01 GMT -5
( astrid: Quinn's room is on the third floor anyway as a Selected, so should we do it? Poor Alex it's the middle of the night and now he has to socialize x3)
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Post by Holly on Sept 25, 2016 19:40:52 GMT -5
Hazel saluted to the prince's retreating back. "Aye aye, captain," she muttered under her breath. But she supposed he was right. She had lost track of how many times she had slid up and down the hall, and it was late, she was sure. Late enough that Alex had probably only chanced walking down this corridor because he had assumed everyone was in bed. Honestly, if he has such an aversion to any form of human interaction, why would he have this Selection anyway? She decided to try to get that answer one way or another before she was sent home.
She shrugged and pushed her door open, then slipped inside to shut it softly behind her. "Time for bed, Lady Hazel," she murmured.
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Post by snow on Sept 25, 2016 19:43:52 GMT -5
Alexander's moods are: annoyed, indignant, flustered, condescending, angry, pretentious, etc... socializing is his LEAST favorite thing. I feel like if you get him talking about something he actually likes he'd be really cute but other than that Alex is fish... he's an acquired taste. And I thought the Selected were on the second floor and the royals were on the third floor?? But yes I'm up for it if y'all are torturing Alex is clearly my hobby))
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Post by snow on Sept 25, 2016 19:46:13 GMT -5
@ Holly LMAO ALEX ASKS HIMSELF THE SAME QUESTION EVERY NIGHT AS HE FALLS ASLEEP))
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 19:55:12 GMT -5
(Oh maybe that's my mistake... Hold on. Yeah you were right x3 My bad. Let's just say they're walking through the 3rd floor to get downstairs to the 2nd and they run into Alex?
Lets all torture alex with socializing )
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Post by Holly on Sept 25, 2016 20:13:01 GMT -5
(Do it do it! I'll be here watching. Ha ha.)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 25, 2016 20:14:54 GMT -5
(Let's do it! x3)
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Post by Holly on Sept 25, 2016 20:19:20 GMT -5
(Look at you all with your complex, dramatic plans! I'm so proud. Ha ha. And Hazel's just like "The fun has arrived, you're welcome!" And Crystal...is doing her best to blend in with the wall. Lol.)
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