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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; closed
action; closed
I think we can find a small place to call our own.
action; closed
[He really didn't see a problem doing that.]
If you want to stay that night, that is.
action; closed
[Staying the night in Paris with Clay; the idea sounds almost magical when she repeats it in her thoughts. She hugs close to him in the elevator, no longer feigning anything but feeling the strength of his muscles against her thin frame. When the elevator opens at the bottom she stays close to his side, wanting to feel him through the jacket he'd drape around her shoulders.]
I saw a small Inn a few streets over.