#𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒 — 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⟩ convo .

[malevolvs]

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𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  intro .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  open .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  closed .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  convo .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  isms .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  visage .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  wanted .

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐒  —  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  ⟩  asks .

[malevolvs]

his  response  forces  her  to  press  her  lips  together,  something  she  hides  by  pretending  she  meant  to  rub  her  lips  to  help  distribute  the  remaining  gloss.  maybe  she'd  be  able  to  make  an  excuse  to  leave  by  needing  to  freshen  up.  there's  just  something  about  the  prince  that  makes  her  skin  crawl  in  ways  she  was  not  used  to  with  other  men.  "  hmm,  "  she  hums,  cocking  her  head  to  the  side.  "  remind  me  to  pack  my  most  conservative  pajamas.  "  or,  remind  her  to  even  purchase  such  a  thing.  liora,  a  lifetime  of  living  and  this  was  how  she  was  forcing  herself  to  imagine  her  first  marriage  (  bold  of  her  to  assume  there'd  be  more  ).  as  bash  leaned  in,  veda  couldn't  help  herself  but  feel  the  warmth  radiating  off  of  his  body  and  the  smell  of  his  cologne.  but  the  air  quickly  went  cold  with  his  words,  her  body  tensing  before  a  manicured  hand  is  placed  on  his  chest,  pushing  him  off  of  her.  with  a  little  distance,  her  cold  eyes  met  his  and  flashed  a  bit,  but  not  enough  to  let  others  see.  "  don't  remind  me.  "  the  words  are  clipped  as  they  leave  her  lips,  but  the  champagne  flute  soon  replaces  them.  the  shifter's  body  turns  back  to  the  bar,  all  logical  thoughts  leaving  her  head  in  an  instant.  "  whatever's  strongest.  on  the  rocks.  "  was  her  only  request.

his grin widens at her greeting. veda's irritation was always so delicious to drink up , and bash would do everything he could to encourage it. this game between them was dangerous , and that only encouraged the prince to keep pushing. rather than commiserate with the deer in his arm , he chose to instigate the situation further. after all , they'd be wed without any choice in the matter with both of their fathers involved. his grin shifts , a grimace for a moment. " i'm sure they'll have plenty of recommendations. " eternal beings must , he assumed. a chuckle slips his lips as she mentions her own father , and bash's eyes glint dangerously at the path of the conversation. " if you want to go on the vacation your daddy suggests , by all means , princess. " he blinks , and the look is gone , not for anyone else to see. his expression is replaced with his signature grin , cocky , charming , and worth a slap all in one glance. " it's a honeymoon , love , there will be plenty of times for me to see all this gorgeous skin of yours regardless of where we go. " his eyes track her hand , and bash resists the urge to steal the champagne flute in her other hand. instead he leans into her ear to whisper something not meant for anyone else. " it should be your choice , little else will be. " he says lowly. it's not a threat , it's the truth of both their situations.

[malevolvs]

early  morning  rehearsals  were  never  in  veda's  favor,  but  that  is  why  she  always  made  time  to  reward  herself  with  a  pain  au  chocolat  and  the  gossips  section  of  the  celestria  news.  it  wasn't  much,  but  it  sure  helped  keep  her  on  her  two  feet  when  her  day  started  before  the  sun  rose.  her  eyes  peeked  over  the  paper  in  front  of  her  to  see  who  was  catching  her  attention,  instantly  recognizing  the  man  she  bought  a  glass  of  champagne  for  on  new  years.  honestly,  she  was  glad  to  remember  that  much. "lord  moltenvein,"  she  said  by  way  of  greeting,  dropping  her  news  to  the  table  before  her.  "sometimes  you  have  to  enjoy  time  well  spent  with  the  best  company  there  is."  her  response  is  added  to  a  flick  of  her  hair,  trying  to  emphasize  that  she  is  her  own  best  company.  "and  just  the  same  old  —  sleep,  work,  play.  do  tell  me,  have  you  spent  more  time  with  your  four-legged  friends  since  we  last  saw  each  other?"  not  to  change  the  subject,  but  veda's  memory  was  honestly  too  hazy  of  the  night  and,  at  this  point,  she  didn't  want  to  know  about  the  horrors.

closed starter @malevolvs

Smiling politely, Cael waved at his clients as they departed the restaurant. Bringing them to Aurora Bistro had been a great plan. The meeting had gone well—but he was relieved it was over. He was tired after a long day at work and wanted nothing more than to relax. Eager to get home, he signaled for the check, peering around the busy dining room as he waited. His gaze landed on a familiar face. Veda. After paying the tab, he grabbed his coat and made his way over. 

"Having lunch alone? I hope things have been good on your end considering what happened the other day..." he said by way of greeting. The death had caused a stir in the city. It was all anyone could talk about these days.

[malevolvs]

it  was  always  a  blessing  for  veda  when  she  was  graced  with  safiya's  presence  —  especially  when  the  two  had  very  similar  tastes  in  quality  champagne.  with  the  clink,  veda  brought  the  glass  up  to  her  painted  lips  with  a  grin.  "  oh,  everywhere  if  i  can  manage  it.  "  she  knew  it'd  be  no  use  though,  not  with  how  grueling  her  dance  schedules  could  be.  "  but,  saf,  you're  100  years  older  than  i  and  you're  telling  me  you've  made  no  traditions  in  life?  dear,  when  was  the  last  time  you  even  changed  your  haircut,  "  she  grinned  devilishly  this  time,  flicking  a  strand  of  the  wolf  shifters  hair.  "  maybe  this  could  be  the  year,  hmm?  "

"make sure it's the good stuff, please." safiya chimed in, her voice soft but her eyes indicating that it was an order not to be ignored. she was sure the bartender wouldn't disobey but she still watched to ensure a champagne that she approved of was poured into two chilled flutes. nodding cordially, she delicately picked up her glass by the stem and clinked it lightly against veda's. "anywhere in particular? and you know me. i'm not really one for traditions...or changing."

[malevolvs]

it  was  with  total  strangers  that  veda  felt  the  most  comfortable,  much  to  the  dismay  of  nearly  everyone  whose  been  in  her  life  for  longer  than  five  minutes.  "  oh,  believe  me  darling,  i've  never  manage  to  achieve  most  of  my  resolutions.  sometimes  after  years  of  failing,  i  come  up  with  something  i've  already  managed  to  do  or  am  about  to  do.  gives  you  a  boost,  you  should  try.  "  her  manicured  nails  tapped  on  the  side  of  her  champagne  flute  as  she  pursed  her  lips  together.  "try  it  this  year  and  it  may  just  motivate  you  in  other  ways,"  she  hummed.  "  what's  something  you  can  manage,  even  if  you  just  do  it  tomorrow?  "

Ethan was uncomfortable, with his attire, with the atmosphere with a bar filled with drinks he knew he could never afford on his own. The Council wanted the appearance of normalcy however, so he was forced to be on duty without looking like he was on duty.

Which surely meant he was allowed a drink…

“Very generous of you.” He said with a nod and a smile. “And a good resolution, achievable. I��ve had centuries of making them, and have achieved very few. It makes it difficult to keep motivated.”

[malevolvs]

"  pyra's  motherfucking  blessing!  "  now,  veda  did  not  pray  to  the  gods,  or  dieties,  but  she  surely  said  their  names  in  vain.  elzaren  was  the  first  being  to  play  into  her  conversations  the  way  she  so  desperately  needed  on  this  night.  playing  nice  for  too  long  and  veda  would  lose  her  ever  loving  mind.  the  blonde's  hand  lovingly  gripped  onto  the  siren's  arm  as  she  jumped.  "  you  will  look  amazing,  my  dear.  screw  the  likes  of  boring  people  —  what  do  their  boring  lives  matter  anyway?  "  that  dig  may  have  been  at  her  father  in  particular.  "  i  say  we  both  throw  our  middle  fingers  up  to  everyone  here  and  run  amuck  to  the  nearest  port  and  find  a  tropical  island  to  welcome  us  with  drinks  and  music  and  more.  you'd  probably  get  there  before  me  with  those  fantastic  fins  of  yours,  "  she  winked  before  clinking  her  glass  with  his.

Elzaren leaned over the bar table, his mind searching for the last time he made a resolution. It had to have been fifty years ago, or a hundred? Oh, what had the resolution been? He tapped his fingers against the dark wooden table as he hummed to himself. “Hm, it’s been a while since I made one. If I’m being completely honest.” He admitted. “Though, if I had to make one, I would say I’m going to stop listening to the judgment of boring people. They will judge me no matter what, but at least I will have fun and look great while living my life in peace.” His red lips turned upwards into a grin when the bartender placed the champagne in front of them. “Now, traveling more does sound marvelous. Maybe I will join you. We can laze around the beaches of the entire world together.”

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veda  took  a  mental  note  of  the  location  that  was  suggested  to  her,  and  honestly  asking  the  question  has  now  turned  out  to  benefit  her.  not  that  she  wouldn't  still  try  to  travel  more,  but  if  someone  else  recommends  a  certain  place,  it  makes  it  that  much  easier  to  just  do  the  damned  thing.  "  sounds  beautiful  —  i'll  think  of  you  when  i  visit.  i'm  veda  stassios,  "  she  offered  her  outstretched  hand  to  the  other.  "  oh,  i  think  baking  sounds  splendid.  did  you  have  any  specialties  when  you  were  little?  i  always  thought  small  cakes  would  be  the  easiest  before  i  tried  them  myself.  i'm  sure  you're  wonderful  at  it,  though.  "

It took Sora a few minutes to realize that he was the friens. He guessed with the glasses, freckles, and whatever features that made Sora....well not Andros that would happen. But it still surprised the malakim. "Thank you." He said with a polite bow of his head. There was a genuine look on his features. "Traveling sounds splenid. I recommend Lumina Heights." There was a pause. "It sounds mundane but I really want to bake more." He said. "I use to when I was younger but never had time these days."

[malevolvs]

the  shifter  took  one  swig  from  the  bottle  in  her  hands  and  then  another,  grinning  at  the  redhead  in  front  of  her.  there's  something  about  finding  a  mirror  of  yourself  in  another  that  intrigues  veda,  especially  with  the  events  of  the  night.  all  regrets  could  be  made  and  after  the  clock  strikes,  she  could  forget  about  them.  "  tell  me  fireheart,  "  she  started,  bringing  the  bottle  to  her  lips  once  more  before  hiding  it  under  a  nearby  table.  "  don't  you  agree  that  this  party  has  gone  so...  dull?  "  her  eyes  twinkled  with  mischief,  hand  lent  out  to  the  princess,  as  the  blonde  could  feel  the  warmth  from  the  booze  warm  her  cheeks.  "  i  think  we  should  show  these  people  how  to  throw  a  real  party.  "

lux's grin was devilish and dangerous. she could see a mirror of herself in the other and instantly forgot who she'd even been speaking to previously. " i have to agree. " she shares with a laugh. the princess didn't really hold grudges , but she enjoyed the jest. lux didn't protest at all as she was pulled away by their linked hands , she trusted the blonde and it was hardly as if they'd gone far. the lull in noise was far more peaceful , which also meant less eyes waiting for the reckless princess to land on yet another cover page. she should probably thank the blonde , but lux was too captured in the moment to do so. " it'd be a crime to let it go to waste. " agreed she with a laugh , taking the bottle and holding it out to clink against the one veda picked up. " absolutely. "

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"the  question  is,  my  dear,  did  yours  come  from  the  alcohol  or  simply  from  life."  veda  wasn't  sure  what  was  true  for  her  —  sure,  the  amount  of  alcohol  did  not  help,  but  the  impending  doom  (her  words)  she  felt  over  this  betrothal  also  scrambled  her  brain.  she  was  grateful  for  the  few  days  off  after  the  party  —  and  the  mess  that  came  with  it  —  but  now  it  was  back  to  reality.  the  coffee  helped.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 : closed @malevolvs

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : mystic coffee house

" my head hurt the entire day , by the way. " she didn't take anything for it either , just stayed in her apartment like her father had ordered. lux had very much used the day to recover , process , and toss the stray glance towards solaris plaza from her towering window. now that it had been a few days , she'd texted veda to meet up in the daylight.

[malevolvs]

veda  reached  her  fingers  to  wipe  under  the  princess'  chin  as  a  teardrop  of  beer  threatened  to  fall.  while  doing  so,  she  pushed  her  chin  up,  keeping  mind  of  wandering  eyes  after  her  little  show.  "  i  think  you're  seeing  things,  doll,  "  she  nodded,  removing  her  hand  from  the  princess'  space,  before  her  voice  dropped  to  a  whisper.  "  no  shame  in  your  game.  keep  your  chin  up  and  don't  let  these  fools  make  you  feel  embarrassed  —  and  surely  don't  let  them  embarrass  you  in  the  first  place.  "  that  was  the  difference  the  deer  shifter  learned  throughout  her  years...  knowing  when  to  embarrass  yourself  and  who  you  can  do  it  in  front  of.  took  nearly  her  entire  75  years.  "  what  did  they  look  like,  the  person  who  left  you?  "

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 : one of the bars

chugging a beer was not her finest form , but the princess was not a quitter either. someone had dared her to do it , and lux was never one to turn down a dare. quite a shame , really , for it got her into some rather interesting predicaments. waving her hand a bit as she tried to hurry up , the red head quickly cups her chin to keep the liquid from dripping on the satin of her dress. once finished , she places the empty bottle back on the bar top and glances to find .. well , the person her dared her not to be the one watching. sheepish smile forms on her lips as eyes meet another. " um ... you wouldn't happen to have seen the person who was just here ? " well. this was awkward.

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"  good  girl,  "  veda  replied  as  a  wicked  grin  met  her  features.  oh  this  princess  was  good  fun  —  reminds  veda  of  herself  when  she  was  younger.  liora,  how  that  felt  wrong  to  say.  "  well,  i've  never  met  a  siren  with  blue  hair  i  ever  liked,  "  she  added,  her  lips  pursed  as  her  fingers  intertwined  with  the  fae,  leading  her  away  from  the  lingering  eyes  that  watched  the  two  party  girls  still.  eyes  flashed  gold  at  those  who  still  managed  to  be  in  their  way  as  veda  led  the  two  of  them  to  a  different  bar  —  one  that  was  happily  unoccupied.  "  someone  paid  for  this,  so  it's  ours  now.  "  an  unopened  bottle  passed  from  veda's  hands  to  lux's  as  veda  herself  grabbed  another  one,  the  liquid  darker  in  color.  "  cheers?  "

lux nearly frowned , not for the help , but because she'd missed some. instead she offers a grin , playful and eager when she thinks the other may be fun to continue her night with. " i wish i'd had enough to drink for that. " she replies when her gaze meets the other once more. the advice is solid , and lux soon realizes who she's speaking to now. it was impossible not to notice the ballerina , but she'd also seen the other plenty when out partying herself. the pair seemed to dance around one another plenty , and lux knew she was right in assuming veda would be a fun companion. not too sad the other had ditched her , after all. " i'm quite used to people making up my story without my input. lucky for me , very little actually gets to me. " she was the youngest of seven , raised desensitized. " blue hair , think it was a siren. their loss if they wanted to ditch me. " she says with a shrug.

[malevolvs]

"  how  about  this,  "  the  blonde  started  with  a  hum,  thinking  of  the  best  way  to  solve  what  she  considered  a  great  dilemma.  "  i  think  its  best  we  hold  each  other  accountable  when  it  comes  to  our  resolutions.  "  this  was  mostly  for  her  own  sake.  if  veda  stassios  would  be  the  queen  of  anything,  it  would  be  of  letting  things  slip  through  her  fingers  —  whether  on  purpose  or  not.  "  i  better  not  see  you  again  in  february  as  a  workaholic  who  neglects  his  pets,  though  i'm  sure  you're  not  like  that  even  now.  sometimes  its  better  to  start  with  the  easy  stuff.  "  she  adds  as  she  flicks  some  of  her  hair  out  of  her  face,  taking  another  sip  from  her  glass.  "  tell  me,  what  is  it  that  you  do?  "

Since Cael was not in a dancing mood, he kept himself out of the way of the partygoers who wanted to. After chatting with some familiar faces, he headed to the bar and stood right next to someone he believed he should have known, yet he couldn’t remember. Her voice caught his attention and he offered her a polite smile as she ordered champagne for both of them. "Thank you," he replied, accepting the glass from the bartender. Taking a sip, he savored the crisp taste on his tongue.

As she asked about his resolutions for the new year, he chuckled and admitted. "Honestly, I don't really believe in resolutions. Half the time, they get broken within a month. But I do love the idea of traveling more. It sounds like a lot of fun." He took another sip of his champagne before continuing, "On the other hand, I think I want to try and work less this year. Spend more time with my pets.”

[malevolvs]

"  sebastian,  "  his  name  begrudgingly  said  through  clenched  teeth.  she  sure  as  hell  wasn't  going  to  call  him  by  any  pet  names.  the  deal  that  was  told  by  her  father  mentioned  playing  nice  —  not  playing  house.  but  the  man  who  only  tried  to  make  smart  decisions  couldn't  have  picked  a  smarter  man  for  his  daughter  to  marry?  "  hmmm,  i  wonder  if  we  should  ask  our  parents?  "  she  hummed,  bringing  the  champagne  flute  to  her  lips  as  she  offered  one  of  the  falsest  smiles  she  could  give.  "  or  maybe  my  daddy?  since  he'd  be  the  one  paying  for  it,  of  course.  "  she  could  play  this  game  if  bash  wanted.  veda  stassios  was  very  good  at  pretending.  "  maybe  somewhere  in  the  mountains?  though  i'm  sure  you'd  much  rather  see  me  in  a  bikini,  "  the  shifter  added,  free  hand  brushing  the  collar  of  his  dress  shirt.

bash could recognize the deer he was destined to marry , according to his father , from anywhere. the prince was very against the idea , wondering what logic dictated to throw the two wildest shifters together for marriage. was his family that broke they needed stassios cash ? there had to be more , and bash wasn't fond of playing political games , he would figure out what the real motive was before he even allowed himself to take it seriously. even still , he watched veda closely , only deciding to interject to drive the other mad. a fun byproduct of this arrangement. the prince slips up next to the ballerina , arm winding around her waist loosely and grin to the other. " i think traveling more sounds lovely. have you thought about where you'd like to go for our honeymoon , love ? " he asks with a cheshire grin across his lips.

[malevolvs]

veda  would  love  nothing  more  than  a  companion  on  her  trips  —  especially  saf.  the  blonde  gave  her  friend  a  wink  while  quickly  turned  into  an  eyeroll.  "  yes,  because  you  are  old.  you  are  also  incredibly  ridiculous.  "  and  still,  she  nodded  along  to  saf's  talk  about  change  and  pretended  to  relate.  "  you're  right,  i  guess,  "  veda  replied  with  a  huff.  "  if  you  only  continue  things  and  make  no  change,  how  do  you  break  bad  habits?  don't  tell  me  you're  full  of  dirty  little  secrets  or  guilty  pleasures.  "  her  eyes  twinkled  at  that  because,  hell,  she  could  use  some  more  ideas  if  safiya  had  them.

"let me know when you decide on something, maybe i'll crash your trip." lowering the glass from her lips, safiya pouted at her friend. "are you calling me old?" she gasped in mock outrage before tossing her hair back over shoulder. "traditions are basically rules wrapped up in a pretty package and rules are made to be broken, so why even make them to begin with. and please, i change hair styles like i change lipstick shades. frequently and without hesitation. we're talking big changes. changes people wait for some arbitrary date to start on. and i honestly have nothing i want to change...just things i want to continue doing."