#c: veronica

[hunterclaringtonswitch]

PM: Hi, Hunter. How'd you enjoy Venice? I didn't see you as much as I would've liked. (Veronica)

PM: It was lovely. I'd been once before on leave, so I enjoyed geting back with a more relaxed group. Did you have a good time?

@veronicalodgeswitch

[gallivantrs]

open starter ft. lady veronica talbot // accepting replies; location — the queen's diamond ball, the terrace overlooking the gardens. tw: alcohol use

As the door to the terrace closes behind Veronica, the cacophony of the ballroom is mercifully muted, leaving her ears soothed by the sudden quiet. It was navigating the advances of a rude, presumptuous, rat-looking Lordling that served as the final straw to break her patience, leading her to trade the ball room for refuge in the cover of night, outside, with glass of wine at hand to temper humors. The gardens stretched out as far as her eyes could see, blurry under a soft nightly mist. The thought of descending there to be among the trees, rid of all manner of pleasantry, called to her – she even glanced around expectantly, thinking to find a friend with whom a genuine conversation could be held amidst some unchaperoned adventure in the gardens. But for once, the thought is nipped in the bud – glancing back into the ballroom, there was Noemie, taking her first official steps as a Lady of society, beginning her journey toward securing a much-desired love match. All of her actions tonight held her in mind, above all. So she would behave – die of boredom, if she must – if it mean protecting her sister's prospects. Her eyes drift to the skies while she savors a sip from her wine. An unmistakeable glint in its fabric catches her attention, just as another member of the ton seems to make their way to address her. "Jupiter is remarkably bright tonight." A whimsy point of her finger in its direction. "It’s currently at opposition, I believe, so directly opposite to the sun from our vantage point. I would bet you could even see its Galilean moons with a good telescope—four tiny points of light, right around it." For all the urges she'd be containing tonight, the one to provide unsolicited information was decidedly not one of them.

[alessandramacnair]

"Get in closer," she encouraged as the two took a healthy amount of selfies together by some of the photo ops at the event. "I'll send you them shortly. Am I okay to post these though?" Alessandra double checked, swiping through the ones she'd favorited.

@vcronicavance

[maxroarkewooddom]

Special Delivery

After texting with Veronica, Max went to his closet and found the shirt in question, shrugging into the purpousfully tight garment. Tucking a box under his arm, he made his way to her door and rapped on the wood with one knuckle. When it swung open, he let his eyes travel along her robe wrapped frame and said, "Delivery for Miss Lodge?"

@veronicalodgeswitch

[javifogartyfw]

Text: I don't think I can do this anymore, Sir. (Veronica)

Text: What's going on, Veronica? Are you okay? How can I help? @fwveronicagekko

[alma-andrada]

Location: Julio’s Bar

Tagging: @finaldarlings

“Oh thank god it’s you today, I’m in such a mood that I would actually fight Hector today if he tried to flirt with me,” Alma said as she came into the bar. She looked over her shoulder to make sure he wasn’t actually around, not that she meant what she said. Mostly. Hector was Hector and Alma had made a habit of letting him know how annoying he was despite how handsome he was. Even she couldn’t deny that. But she often preferred Veronica and the sight of her put Alma at ease as she took a seat at the bar. She didn’t usually drink outside of the house, much preferring to get drunk where no one could see her but it was Friday and she didn’t have to work again until Sunday morning which felt like a good enough excuse. “Happy Friday, I desperately need a rum and coke, please and thank you.”

[summer-renaissance]

The past couple of days had been anything short of hectic and Arianne hated it. finals were the bane of her existence even though she knew for a fact that she wouldn’t fall anywhere short of perfect. Success was the only way she could feel somewhat better about the fact that everything she had ever done, even down to her choice of college had be upsetting to her parents. She was zoned out, staring out into the city skyline while Veronica and Theo went back and forth about something she wasn’t paying attention to. That was when her phone started going off and Beau’s picture took over her screen. She reached out, silencing it hopefully before either of them noticed. “Fuck..” she whispered, “i feel like I missed the last five or ten minutes of this conversation..”

[annabethblossom]

annabethblossom: Girls Night!

@veronicalodgeswitch

[jjaspr]

status: closed ( @xoxoveronicawalsh​ ) location: roxy burger

Still on the clock, Jasper doesn’t let it stop him from plopping down in a booth across from Veronica as soon as he’s refilled some coffees. With him he’s brought a plate of fries and two milkshakes. “The thing is,” says Jas, glancing over his shoulder quickly to make sure his boss is still in her office, “I just aggressively smoked an entire joint out back and if I don’t stuff some fucking fries down my throat soon I’m gonna freak out.” But first, of course, he dips them in his strawberry shake. “So glad you’re here. I was about to die of boredom, it’s been so dull today. What’s up with you?”

[javierfogarty]

PM: I'm tanning up on the roof today, guapo. Do you have a minute to come up here and lather my back with suntan lotion? I really don't want to spoil such a gorgeously warm day with a sunburn... (Veronica)

PM: I can help you with that, bonita. Taking advantage of the warmth is a brillant idea, but good call to look out for your skin.

@veronicalodgeswitch

[doncalma]

Benito 📲 Veronica

B: You have no idea how many customers have asked me for you number since the last time you came in.

B: Should I be jealous?

[sahernayak]

closed  — @vericervantez

📚for me to grab the book nearest to me, flip to a random page, and use the first line of dialogue I see as a starter

"Get back in that tub." it was big enough to fit them both, and two more. Her empty wine glass resting on the tiled floor, legs coming in and out of the bubbles. "Wine's in the fridge — if that's what you're looking for."

She didn't have guests over frequently due to her horrible work schedule, plus her apartment was as messy as it got — books and clothes covered every surface of her living room and her bedroom was a mess of pillows.

When the fuck was she even home anyway?

The only time she spent at home was spent sleeping.

[gallivantrs]

closed starter – @andprejvdice & lady veronica talbot location — the queen's diamond ball, over refreshments.

The rat-looking Lordling was at it again, not the first time this evening Veronica saw him resolutely marching over to attempt to win her favor, and perhaps the last spot on her dance card. His intentions were obvious to all, as it was well-known his house found itself impoverished, and Veronica loathed the transactional nature of the attention her newfound status as an heiress attracted. She glanced around in search for a way out of this position, and her eyes landed on one among the ton who she knew also found himself thoroughly disinterested in the courtly games of match-making, and who conveniently was already plenty used to her boldness. "Kind Lord Halifax–" she approached him with one hint of reluctance, and another hint of pleading in her smile– "Since in the past you've been so eager to graciously shower me with your guidance, perhaps you'll jump at this chance to put your generosity to good use." Lord Halifax seemed to think there was something about his position that entitled him to expressing opinions on Veronica's life, from her marriage prospects to how she should handle legal and financial implications of her inheritance. Maybe it was his bond to Leonard, as these displays started soon after his passing – as her brother's close friend, she knew he too had grieved for him, so perhaps there was a link between grief and his behavior. In any case, she would much rather endure a dance with Asriel and fend off his unsolicited advice than to go on battling the lordlings and barons-to-be for the final opening in her dance card. She glanced anxiously at Mr. Rat Lord, who looked puzzled in his search after her swift evasion. "Care to lend a hand?" She asked begrudgingly with a flicker of the wrist where her dance card was attached – it was the kind of ask she'd make to Leonard, had he been here, one of the innumerous ways his absence was felt.

[alessandramacnair]

"This place is divine!" Alessandra confirmed as she looked around the establishment and back at her friend who had invited her there. "How did you hear about this place? First round's on me before you say anything," she said as she tugged Ronnie along gently towards the bar by her wrist.

@vcronicavance

[maxroarkewooddom]

PM: If your aim with that photo was to put the idea of a roleplaying scene involving a disgruntled, unsatisfied housewife and her sexy routine-UPS delivery man into my head, consider it accomplished, Sir. (Veronica)

PM: Well caught, Miss Lodge. That is actually a scenario I have played out using that costume. Special delivery of a package to the lady of the house.

@veronicalodgeswitch

[youngestgilbert]

"we haven't known each other long, but that doesn't mean you don't deserve a homemade batch of my famous chocolate zucchini muffins for your birthday!" veronica grins widely, holding a tupperware container out to the girl. "i'd keep the majority for myself if i were you, but that's just me." she winks.

Birthday Shenanigans

Whilst Maggie had to hold back a cringe reaction when Veronica informs her that there is zucchini in the muffins. She did appreciate the thought that the vampire had put into, making them for her birthday. So she smiles brightly up at Veronica and accepts the muffins. "Thank you, so much."

@cosmicjest