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genessia2016-06-02 01:53 pm
highprices) wrote in genessia2016-06-02 01:53 pm
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03RD AFFAIR | ACCIDENTAL VIDEO/ACTION
Accidental Video: Painting
think of me fondly
[The screen flickers and focuses on the back of Crystal’s shoulder. She’s wearing a tight white tank top that’s smudged with different colored paints. There is a brush positioned delicately between her fingers as she adds the splash of light pink within her canvas. When she leans forward a small mark tattooed into her lower back is visible but it quickly vanishes from the screen when she reaches for more paint.
A sweet tune is sung from her lips which a few people might recognize from The Phantom of the Opera. Her voice is like honey, singing each note with a sweet inflection as she works. Her voice is trained, holding each note perfectly before flowing effortlessly into the next measure of the song.]
to take your heart back
and be free
Action: Café
[She’s in a sour disposition after her phone had accidentally turned on and broadcasted her singing across the network. Crystal feels exposed and it isn’t a feeling she enjoys. She finds a small café in Nova City, a place where no one would know her, to think.
She sips at her coffee and listens to the ambient sound of people bustling along. It calms her down though she continues to feel uneasiness knot in her stomach. She takes pride in keeping her emotions tied to a very taught leash and now she’s forced to reevaluate that. Thought flitters in and out of her head as she sips the steaming latte.
Crystal isn’t paying a lot of attention to those who walk buy. Her clear baby blue eyes are unfocused and aloof.]
Closed Action: Trip
[Crystal waits at the Nova City archway wearing a purple dress and heels. She has a bag tucked artfully in the crook of her arm and a pair of sunglasses pushed over her eyes. She looks very relaxed and composed for someone who’s standing around waiting.
There is no telling where her eyes land though when her company arrives a smirk begins to tug at the corner of her lips.]
Thank you for coming out to meet me.
think of me fondly
[The screen flickers and focuses on the back of Crystal’s shoulder. She’s wearing a tight white tank top that’s smudged with different colored paints. There is a brush positioned delicately between her fingers as she adds the splash of light pink within her canvas. When she leans forward a small mark tattooed into her lower back is visible but it quickly vanishes from the screen when she reaches for more paint.
A sweet tune is sung from her lips which a few people might recognize from The Phantom of the Opera. Her voice is like honey, singing each note with a sweet inflection as she works. Her voice is trained, holding each note perfectly before flowing effortlessly into the next measure of the song.]
to take your heart back
and be free
Action: Café
[She’s in a sour disposition after her phone had accidentally turned on and broadcasted her singing across the network. Crystal feels exposed and it isn’t a feeling she enjoys. She finds a small café in Nova City, a place where no one would know her, to think.
She sips at her coffee and listens to the ambient sound of people bustling along. It calms her down though she continues to feel uneasiness knot in her stomach. She takes pride in keeping her emotions tied to a very taught leash and now she’s forced to reevaluate that. Thought flitters in and out of her head as she sips the steaming latte.
Crystal isn’t paying a lot of attention to those who walk buy. Her clear baby blue eyes are unfocused and aloof.]
Closed Action: Trip
[Crystal waits at the Nova City archway wearing a purple dress and heels. She has a bag tucked artfully in the crook of her arm and a pair of sunglasses pushed over her eyes. She looks very relaxed and composed for someone who’s standing around waiting.
There is no telling where her eyes land though when her company arrives a smirk begins to tug at the corner of her lips.]
Thank you for coming out to meet me.
Action (note; ran out of time. Icons might be weird for a bit)
Her lips tug into a smirk.]
And who is this ravishing company?
[Crystals voice is sweet though her tone is light. It's obvious that she knows where he's going with this but she wants to hear more. She leans closer, allowing her fingers to lightly grace against his.]
Action | Aw, that's okay!
Someone who thrives on danger. Someone who can hide behind masks just as well as see through them. And someone who can tell people exactly what they want to hear so they'll never think to look twice.
[He responds the way she had, and in doing so, loosely allows their fingers to intertwine. He holds her gaze, his smile positively Sphinx-like.]
Someone just like you.
[Still smiling, his eyebrow lifts ever so slightly. It seems to say, "Am I wrong?"]
Action
A sultry smirk remains on her lips as his fingers laced between hers. To anyone who's watching them they appear as lovers with no devious intent or nature in mind.]
You talk as if you know me so well.
[Her smile widens as she slowly leans forward, bridging part of the distance between them. She won't tell him that he's wrong.]
Perhaps I want to hear more? Somewhere private?
Action | D'oh, sorry for late! Just to close things on my end.
Do I now?
[That's the distance between them all but completely eliminated as he mirrors her, close enough to study her eyes and nearly lose himself in her scent. Both know they're more than what the other seems and are deliberately indulging the other. Feeling the other out. Steven may not be entirely convinced that she believes in his mission, but he is convinced that she's interested.]
[His voice comes in a soft and seductive, yet raw and powerful whisper. Not unlike an ancient god reaching into the present from beyond the sands of time.]
Perhaps you do. Come with me; the night is young and the moon is bright.
[And as he rises, offering an arm for her to take, he feels the tug of nostalgia on his chest. He's finally remembered who she reminds him of. Her name is Marlene.]