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genessia2019-08-07 11:06 am
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(OPEN TO ALL) Thank You, Beach Party, Theatre, and more!
[VIDEO]
Hey guys! [Oh look, it’s Dove, hanging out on the balcony, swirling a glass of what looks to be sparkly wine.] Sorry in advance for the weird broadcast, but bear with me. I just need to get it off my chest. [It’s a happy video. She’s smiling. Everything is fine.]
With all the Pokemon showing up, it hit me that I’ve been here… well over a year now and didn’t even realize it, and that… even with all the weird ups and downs…[She makes a quick face as though there have been quite a lot.] …it’s honestly been one of the best years I’ve had in a long, long while. [She laughs a breath, almost as if she can’t really believe it now that she’s started thinking so much about it.]And… I’m so extremely grateful for it. Things at home weren’t exactly great, and here I’ve had the freedom to actually do the things I’m good at. I’ve somehow made the best friends a girl could have, fallen… in and out of love, and I’ve never had to hide my wings or make decisions for anyone but myself. I never thought I’d be willingly getting up at daybreak to have my butt kicked, or ever experience having fins or even enjoy going underwater at all, but… here we are. I haven’t felt this free in years, and it’s such a beautiful feeling finding people to open up to and I just…
[She shakes her head, knowing full well that she’s getting off track. She needs to hop back on it before she derails entirely.] I guess what I really want to say is just… Thank you. To my employers, fans, acquaintances, neighbors, and everyone in between, thank you. To my friends… I love you. Thank you for blindly handing me a second chance at finding happiness and putting up with me as I figure things out. [That one might be a little more pointed; her weird gifts have dragged more than one person into her mess of finally blossoming power.]
[She takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly before leaping off.] Alright, sappy- [but heartbreakingly genuine] - stuff out of the way, I want to celebrate! I’ve got a couple of vendor friends who have graciously offered to set up on the beach this weekend for a… much… smaller… version of last year’s beach party, if anyone wants to join me. Bonfires, food, drinks, dancing, karaoke, sports, [she waves a hand. Etc, etc.] I hope you’ll be able to make it! New friends, too! The more, the merrier.
And if sand doesn’t excited you, I’ve also secured a private box the next weekend at Genessia’s Theatre. I’ve never even heard of the show, but it should be fun! [A shrug.] Just let me know ahead of time that you’re coming so I can check with the powers that be and make sure we’ll all have enough elbow room.
Really though, thank you all, and cheers to another year!
[ACTION - Night Out/Genessia]
When she’s ready to party, she’s ready to party, and tonight, she’s feeling good about things. In heels to match those killer legs of hers and a black little getup, she’s off to take on her favorite clubs- starting with Hangar Queen and an Afterburner or two. Maybe she’ll be daring and head to Nova next. The night is young, and so is she technically- why not have some fun?
Either way, when it’s time to head home, she’ll probably have her shoes in hand, more than content to stroll barefoot through Genessia city back to her penthouse. Surely she’s not too tired to take on anything that crosses her path with ill intent… She certainly doesn’t feel too tired.
…she thinks.
[ACTION/VIDEO - Shopping/Genessia]
[Despite what looks to be a successful haul of shopping bags tucked around her heeled feet as she finally takes a breather outside of her favorite cafe, the angel is irritated, one wing curled around both herself and the table as if to shield her from view.
Nevermind the device in her hand and the fact that she’s broadcasting.]
Does anyone have any suggestions of boutiques or stores that need free advertising? I’ve got a small army of vultures following me that apparently haven’t hit their quota this month, and I’d love to give them a new backdrop to work with.
[She tries for a less irritated smile, even as her fingers twitch on the tabloid currently sitting in front of her. “Tough Love”, featuring an array of gritty photos showcasing one of her morning training sessions.] And I’d like to add some new pieces to my collection as it is. I haven’t been properly shopping in a while.
—
Later on, once she’s escaped the small cluster of paparazzi, she can be found browsing the selection of clothing in almost any store or speaking to the designer, should they be around.
[ACTION - Genessia Theatre]
In an elegant, long black gown, Dove’s standing at the edge of the box, looking down at the audience milling about before the show starts. She swirls the wine inside the glass she holds, then glances back to whoever is closest. “For an untried show, that’s a pretty sizable crowd… I hope they’re not just here to rip it apart.”
For now, she’s going to enjoy mingling and enjoy the grand atmosphere of the theatre.
[ACTION - Beach Party!]
As promised for Saturday afternoon, the beach in Fayren is lined with food stations, boardwalk games, and dancing citizens. A volleyball net has been carefully positioned away from the water, and a small stage has been erected for those who with to perform for the party goers.
Later in the evening, it seems that there might be more booze than full on snacks, and the bonfires are in full flame along the ocean’s edge. There’s also an empty bottle right there atop that splayed out cardboard box they're all sitting around, but no one’s saying it has to be spun…
One can easily find Dove dancing amidst the flames or relaxing near one of the bonfires with a drink in hand.
Hey guys! [Oh look, it’s Dove, hanging out on the balcony, swirling a glass of what looks to be sparkly wine.] Sorry in advance for the weird broadcast, but bear with me. I just need to get it off my chest. [It’s a happy video. She’s smiling. Everything is fine.]
With all the Pokemon showing up, it hit me that I’ve been here… well over a year now and didn’t even realize it, and that… even with all the weird ups and downs…[She makes a quick face as though there have been quite a lot.] …it’s honestly been one of the best years I’ve had in a long, long while. [She laughs a breath, almost as if she can’t really believe it now that she’s started thinking so much about it.]And… I’m so extremely grateful for it. Things at home weren’t exactly great, and here I’ve had the freedom to actually do the things I’m good at. I’ve somehow made the best friends a girl could have, fallen… in and out of love, and I’ve never had to hide my wings or make decisions for anyone but myself. I never thought I’d be willingly getting up at daybreak to have my butt kicked, or ever experience having fins or even enjoy going underwater at all, but… here we are. I haven’t felt this free in years, and it’s such a beautiful feeling finding people to open up to and I just…
[She shakes her head, knowing full well that she’s getting off track. She needs to hop back on it before she derails entirely.] I guess what I really want to say is just… Thank you. To my employers, fans, acquaintances, neighbors, and everyone in between, thank you. To my friends… I love you. Thank you for blindly handing me a second chance at finding happiness and putting up with me as I figure things out. [That one might be a little more pointed; her weird gifts have dragged more than one person into her mess of finally blossoming power.]
[She takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly before leaping off.] Alright, sappy- [but heartbreakingly genuine] - stuff out of the way, I want to celebrate! I’ve got a couple of vendor friends who have graciously offered to set up on the beach this weekend for a… much… smaller… version of last year’s beach party, if anyone wants to join me. Bonfires, food, drinks, dancing, karaoke, sports, [she waves a hand. Etc, etc.] I hope you’ll be able to make it! New friends, too! The more, the merrier.
And if sand doesn’t excited you, I’ve also secured a private box the next weekend at Genessia’s Theatre. I’ve never even heard of the show, but it should be fun! [A shrug.] Just let me know ahead of time that you’re coming so I can check with the powers that be and make sure we’ll all have enough elbow room.
Really though, thank you all, and cheers to another year!
[ACTION - Night Out/Genessia]
When she’s ready to party, she’s ready to party, and tonight, she’s feeling good about things. In heels to match those killer legs of hers and a black little getup, she’s off to take on her favorite clubs- starting with Hangar Queen and an Afterburner or two. Maybe she’ll be daring and head to Nova next. The night is young, and so is she technically- why not have some fun?
Either way, when it’s time to head home, she’ll probably have her shoes in hand, more than content to stroll barefoot through Genessia city back to her penthouse. Surely she’s not too tired to take on anything that crosses her path with ill intent… She certainly doesn’t feel too tired.
…she thinks.
[ACTION/VIDEO - Shopping/Genessia]
[Despite what looks to be a successful haul of shopping bags tucked around her heeled feet as she finally takes a breather outside of her favorite cafe, the angel is irritated, one wing curled around both herself and the table as if to shield her from view.
Nevermind the device in her hand and the fact that she’s broadcasting.]
Does anyone have any suggestions of boutiques or stores that need free advertising? I’ve got a small army of vultures following me that apparently haven’t hit their quota this month, and I’d love to give them a new backdrop to work with.
[She tries for a less irritated smile, even as her fingers twitch on the tabloid currently sitting in front of her. “Tough Love”, featuring an array of gritty photos showcasing one of her morning training sessions.] And I’d like to add some new pieces to my collection as it is. I haven’t been properly shopping in a while.
—
Later on, once she’s escaped the small cluster of paparazzi, she can be found browsing the selection of clothing in almost any store or speaking to the designer, should they be around.
[ACTION - Genessia Theatre]
In an elegant, long black gown, Dove’s standing at the edge of the box, looking down at the audience milling about before the show starts. She swirls the wine inside the glass she holds, then glances back to whoever is closest. “For an untried show, that’s a pretty sizable crowd… I hope they’re not just here to rip it apart.”
For now, she’s going to enjoy mingling and enjoy the grand atmosphere of the theatre.
[ACTION - Beach Party!]
As promised for Saturday afternoon, the beach in Fayren is lined with food stations, boardwalk games, and dancing citizens. A volleyball net has been carefully positioned away from the water, and a small stage has been erected for those who with to perform for the party goers.
Later in the evening, it seems that there might be more booze than full on snacks, and the bonfires are in full flame along the ocean’s edge. There’s also an empty bottle right there atop that splayed out cardboard box they're all sitting around, but no one’s saying it has to be spun…
One can easily find Dove dancing amidst the flames or relaxing near one of the bonfires with a drink in hand.

video
People have fans here?
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Depending on your line of work and how the world receives you, yes. [A smile and a wink.] Some professions more than others, but they're out there.
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That's gotta be amazing... Just show up from another world and have people like you that much, huh. What profession is that?
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My name is Dove, by the way... what's yours? [Oh, she loves meeting new people, especially when they're bright and lively and young. Potential is everywhere.]
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[She's impressed. Model and acting, huh...]
What's that like, here? I've caught some movies, but I figured they'd all be, you know, native-produced.
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[It's better than politics and law!]
It's not too bad, actually. The agency does most of the harder work in finding roles I'm suited for... Nothing so big as movies, yet, though, [she explains, shrugging a bit.] But, I think they like the variety we 'outsiders' bring to the table.. and a lot of the campaigns I've done for modeling have been for foreigner founded businesses, so...It's not too strange! I've worked with quite a few locals, too- Lots of talent at FAMA.
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[Video]
[Li might be a little amused by it. Sorry Dove, it's hilarious to her.]
I'd offer to eat them but, I doubt it would get you any good publicity to be friends with a 'murder pony'.
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Honestly at this point, I'd almost roast them for you and have them waiting for when you get here. [A sigh.] I'd tell them to back off myself, but they're obviously new to the game... [She's used to paparazzi, even from back home, but at least they considered 'personal space' when working.
She flashes the cover of the tabloid magazine she's holding.] Styxx is going to adore their more recent work.
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How lovely. So not only are they pissing you off, but they're trying to piss off someone with more weapon's training than an entire army.
The camera idiots really aren't smart, are they.
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They think they've got some big juicy scoop, when all they've really got is me getting my ass kicked by a friend. [Theres absolutely nothing romantic about the fact her training is at sunrise; jus the pure convenience of an empty park of beach and less chance of casualties.]
I'm betting he'd just ignore it, but in the case we do switch practice locations to someplace more remote and you don't see me for a while... ask where he's hidden my body, Kay?
[Look, Li, if she goes missing, ask the big scary general-]
action; Hangar Queen
The other bartender is quick to notice Dove and gets on putting together another right away Afterburner, which makes Gale glance up at the approaching woman.]
Huh, does this place oft see such pretty regulars?
[That charm act was certainly short lived when he got spooked by the FWOOSH of another Afterburner beside him. Seriously what the fuck]
I literally laughed out loud at work when I read your tag, and now I have to explain XD
Yes. When it comes to her drinks, yes she is.
When Gale greets her, she turns that brilliant smile on him as she leans against the bar.] Hey, Gale~ [she coos, just as playful as she...seems to think his greeting is. He would know how often she drops in. Surely it's just his usual flirting, and it's only natural to play back-
At his start, she flinches back a little, blinking at the unexpected reaction, before studying him with a more cautious laugh.] You... okay?
[Something... feels different...]
whooopsiedoodle
... do they really look that much alike? It was hard to tell when his only reference of his other self was an action figure.
... but if she mistook him for the other Gale, then she must not know.]
Ah- aye, aye, fine. There is, ah, just one thing-
[The bartender serving Dove her drink is the one to take the opportunity.]
"New boss. Well, boss-to-be. We lost the last one. The two are cut from the same cloth though. This one's just less handsy."
[Gale winced, glancing over at the bartender.]
Did you have to put it like that?
[... less handsy was a good thing, right? (Honestly, if the last one was more handsy than he was, then that is certainly something else.) He looked back at Dove, rubbing the back of his neck.]
Aye, I've... the same name but I am not the same man. My apologies. I do hope that is not a deterrent for you, my lady.
[Cuz HOO BOY he does not want to chase off regulars because of his stupid name confusion.]
I LIVE I SWEAR
I-...Oh.
[That's.... well, that's definitely a surprise. While she wasn't particularly close to Gale, she had certainly grown fond of seeing him at Fama events and her own late night outings. It... still stings.
Just another name to add to her far-too-quickly growing list.
The list that's causing all sorts of emotions that she can sort through later. For now-]
No, no, of course not... [She gives him an apologetic smile for her initial shock.] I um... [She shakes her head. It's so strange, but that's not his fault.] Sorry... I guess it's more 'nice to meet you', then. I'm Dove. [She might have her drink in one hand, but the other is free for shaking! She just hopes this Gale doesn't mind the angel warmth.] I'm a big fan of your locations... and your staff.
[She cuts her gaze to the few behind the bar and gives them a wink, slipping from shock to as subtle a celebrity mode as she can muster.] Your bars really do have the best drinks in town.
[Is she... playing with the flame atop her drink??? Yes. Yes he is.]
Shopping Trip! [action]
[ So says the spooky but familiar voice that calls out of nowhere. It seems that not only the paparazzi are following Dove around town today. ]
I utterly refuse to deal with these clout chasers during my hard earned vacation.
[ Of course it's none other than Augustine lingering about. He's invisible once again, a stunt he's pulled before but no one has seen the dhampir for weeks now. It's almost as if he dropped off the face of the planet, that is until now. ]
I'm tempted to bite that one.
[ He's referencing to the lout sitting across from them. ]
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[She... pretty much jumps out of her skin at the sudden voice right beside her, in turn, knocking over her tea- thank the gods it's got a lid, and the god awful tabloid cover is there to soak up the few scattered splatters.
When she places the voice, she laughs, then sighs heavily, peeking through the wall of wing she's shielding herself with to verify that- yep. Still there.]
Oh, don't go sucking on the paparazzi... [she groans, shaking her head] You'll get a bellyache.
Where have you been? [A pause as she blindly looks around for him.] ...Where are you now?
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Did I scare you? [ He questions with a hint of amusement in his tone. ] Poor thing! Next time I'll make a little bit more noise.
[ All joking aside, Dove's question isn't answered but revealed when suddenly Augustine emerges from the shadows like some eldritch horror monster. He literally climbs out of the shadows of the corner of the cafe, looking pristine as always in one of his fancy dress suits. He's in all black today with a sleek crimson tie. ]
I've been in hiding. [ He mutters as he brings over a chair. ] I needed the seclusion.
[ He sets the chair down beside Dove's table and sits. ]
To say the least, I've been missing in action.
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[She gives him the bitchiest stare she can muster, then rolls her eyes... playfully. She can't blame him. Her reflexes are ridiculous and her training has only made her more reactive.
Even once he's fully emerged, she can't really take her eyes away from the strange dark shadows. It's a demon's trick in her world, traveling and hiding away like that, and while she trusts her friend... it still sends shivers down her spine.]
Hiding from what? [She shakes her head, then nods toward...well, her wing of concealment, but more pointedly, the men on the other side.] Them?
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[ Augustine states a playful wink before deciding to order himself a cup of coffee. He doesn't really like coffee but for today, he'll stomach it. ]
You're looking remarkably well for a stressed out feather duster. [ He mentions idly while still eyeing the menu. ] You must tell me your secrets, Dove.
Is it the green tea facial or the snake oil?
[ There's that playful smirk of his. Augustine is positively grinning now. ]
Between them and well...everything.
[ His smirk fades some. ]
I just wanted to get away.
He can thank Namur for that one
I sold my soul to the devil long ago, Augustine- no occult practices required for the upkeep. [She sits back and toys with the ends of her hair.] Though if you're really asking, I personally prefer the snake oil. Much tidier. [Her turn.] You're not looking too shabby yourself... for an old corpse.
[Ah, but then his amusement is fading, and she's focusing that empathetic gift of hers on him.]
That bad?
action; night out/genessia
Maybe at first sight he would run away from the impression, but being almost half a year in Genessia the impression is little compared to the beginning.
He comes forward hesitantly to ask for her well-being as politely as he can. ]
Good night miss! Are you alright?
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[Oddly enough... the words aren't actually as much gibberish as they seem. The angel's feet would never hurt in a pair of heels... if her natural power wasn't so spent on burning the alcohol from her system to forget healing her soles.
There's something inside her that knows her agent would be absolutely appalled at her current predicament, but she's aware enough of her surroundings. However...]
Do you happen to know the time? My phone died a few hours ago...
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as he gets closer, her beauty intimidates him, and at the same time he can't help feel a sense of comfort coming from her. something he can't explain. dove will be able to see (and probably sense) he has no evil intentions. his aura is mostly child-like.
checking on his phone, he looks at the touchscreen -- shocked about the hour as it becomes visible with the light from the device. )
Oh, no! It's almost midnight! ( he couldn't leave her alone though. ) Let me take you home at least. It's too dangerous for a lady like yourself.
She'll sober up quickly, promise!!!
The smile softens a bit, and she pushes back her hair.] That's really sweet of you... Thanks~ What's your name?