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open to anyone between brewed awakening and tūmatarau apothecary.
brewed awakening was one of few places that had become a staple for medina since arriving in port leiry. starting her day with a cup of coffee or tea was already a formed habit, plus the drinks at brewed had always started her off on the right foot for the day. especially when they put a little something extra in her cup. every day she'd come in and order something new. she never was a simple girl and she often did find herself bored of the same thing over and over again. todays cup had an earthier smell to it, medina's nose resting above the lid, the steam of the hot beverage warming her face as she made her way from brewed and towards the apothecary she'd had her eye on recently. medina's grip on her recyclable cup tightened as her heel slipped into a crack in the ground beneath her, sticking in the process. the cup didn't leave her hand, but the contents did, tripping on her own caught heel, the hot beverage came shooting out before her, towards whoever it was walking opposite her. " oh bollocks! ' she huffs out, reaching back to yank her heel from the ground before offering any courtesy to the person before her. " did you make it out unscathed? ' she asked before looking up to see for herself if her beverage had landed on them or not.
#cor.open#i couldn't decide on a location for medina#hopefully this works okay lol#i was able to get a gif to load from mobile but omg it's so slow :( lol
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medina had no rhyme or reason to be here. she certainly couldn't care less about any elections having to do with a town she had no plans on remaining in permanently. she'd stumbled in here on accident, really - wasn't even sure how she'd found her way here. then again, that could be said of all of the places she'd visited in port leiry thus far. it was how she'd familiarize herself with the town, venturing in to every new place she'd found. perhaps not the safest way to familiarize herself with the town, but it was the way she found the most entertainment in. her hand wrapped around his arm as she stumbled back from their collision and he reached to steady her. " well, some people are unable to walk at all after too many, so i think your still doing okay. ' she offers cooly, her hand falling back to her side as she offers a small smile in return. " i only caught the last bit of it, but by the sounds of everyone in this room, i'd say you did just fine. '
open starter (0/2) during a celebration party after the mayoral election
The speech earlier had been nerve-wracking - his fingers had found the raised bumps on the pedestal and went over them the entire time he spoke, not missing a beat. Maybe he'd find out that he wasn't cut out for all this later, but for now he felt.. good.
For the first time in a long time.
He walked away from someone extending him congratulations on his win, and turned into someone - nearly jostling them but holding out an arm to steady both of them. "My apologies. Must be the alcohol giving me two left feet." He waits a beat, smiling a bit, "I hope my speech wasn't too boring."
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riven was amongst the handful of people in port leiry that medina knew. another friend she’d never visited. there had never been a reason enough to get her here until now. tasked to do so by the astor’s — that didn’t mean she couldn’t make the most of it. she wanted her arrival to be a surprise, for aj mostly. spent her first week venturing through as much time as she could, then found laure and kiri, now it was riven’s turn.
three knocks on the door and then she let her body rest against his frame, awaiting his answer. “ miss me? ’ her smile widening as the words parted brims.
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📲 medina + tj
medina: where is my favorite astor hiding out in this wretched town?
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this is a private blog for medina álvarez, an original character based in @cityofruinrp .
with all due respect, which is none . . . i will get everything i want .
information about medina, including wanted connections can be found here. interactions • aesthetics • messages • visuals please note: anything at all involving your muse will be tagged as #ft. first name (ex. ft. aj)
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in truth, medina hadn't even noticed the flowers until the girl had pointed them out. she was here for one reason, and with one focus in mind and for now, that was to stay out of sight. her hand fell from its resting position upon her hip as she allowed her attention to focus in on the woman. “ honestly, i wasn't even aware flowers had meaning? so you could just join me in the land of oblivion. ’
who: open to anyone attending grand opening event ! ♡ where: Nouveau Art Gallery, Grand Opening .
she's really, super thankful for that edible. like, actually. it makes everything soft and fuzzy, surpassing the tangled up nerves low in her belly, only sparking up to attention when they have the chance. which is never! because everything is so exciting. allie gets to wear a sparkly dress and meet so many new people, it doesn't matter that it's not her scene. everything is so, so fancy, formal like it's just out of her reach in a way she could never understand. but, usually, when she feels like that she goes and attaches herself to ezra. the sound of his voice slips through like silk, turning into comfort. but then she goes and wanders again, like she's doing now with her bundles of flowers crowded close to her chest, like she's half princess, and half bouquet.
matching her collection of florals to give, of course she's found the displays of art featuring flowers. she has to remind herself not to reach out and touch them, entranced by the soft, dreamy look of the petals. she twirls a strand of hair around her finger as she wonders aloud. " do you think the flowers have to mean something? they're so pretty, do they, like, have to? "
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she's pushed a button, good. her smile etches wider as he goes on. it's good that he's found him, on one hand. on the other, his father would be even less impressed to know that he's been found and yet still has not been returned home. two sons to fail him now, she's not quite sure she wants to see that side of Levi. “ well then, we're just going to have to change his mind about that, aren't we? ’ a tight lip smile paired with the question. “ no? i thought it was rather funny. ’ she adds, shrugging her shoulders before bringing the shit glass of chardonnay to her lips and letting it coat her throat.
She's called him worse, whilst she's been in more provoking and undignified positions even. So the insult rolls off of his suit like raindrops. She does know how to earn his ire, even at the best of times. Because AJ's expression darkens at the mention of his father, as it often does. He imagines this is the most logical, and shittiest of answers. But Medina's not a liar; she'll goad him until he finds a way to put a cap in it.
"Oh, a babysitter, how cute," It's not. It's insulting, actually. Then, like he's determined to snap back at her about his capabilities; his quest for the Astors: "I've found him, he's just being a pussy about going home," and AJ's going to have to break him a little, to get him to comply. He's considered calling someone, to steal his head and blow him off, in a bid to encourage him home; someone on his arm, if that's the romanticism he's wanting in his depressing little life of being the heir.
Not that AJ's bitter. But on the more pressing matter at her appearance at the gallery: "And do I fuck ever wanna hear you call Levi, that again, Dina."
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“ city of lies, huh? ’ frowning thoughtfully for a moment at the words. “ well now that really is quite the welcome. ’ she adds playfully, brims breaking into a small smile. “ my favorite place? that's a big claim there, pal. ’ curiosity lacing her tone. “ what makes you so sure, anyways? ’ she did enjoy her fair bit of entertainment and the circus always was just that, so maybe he was right, maybe she would love it.
@xgoldina
"Welcome to the city of lies, where everything's got a price." Harley started, his expression one of seriousness before it formed into a smirk, a glint in his eyes as he looked over the other witch. "It's gonna be your favorite place." The chaos alone was enough for someone like him to find home here, coming back with Zane time and time again even when they take their absences to travel around, they always come back. "No but, for real, this place is just a circus. right now you're seeing the surface. Wait until you get to the juicy underbelly of Port Leiry, darling."
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she cringes at his quip about natalia. her face reading any note of disgust her initial reaction didn't give him. “ your disgusting, you know that right? ’ it's not really a question at all, far as she's concerned. ah, there it was - the expected why are you here? lips twisted into a wicked smile as she bated her lashes, looking up at him. “ well, i'm here because daddy astor sent me, of course. ’ a soft slip of laughter. “ why are you here again? ’ for the same damn reason she was, she knew as much. she was just pressing the fact that his father never had faith in him. a stupid notion on his part, but it was much more fun to pull at atlas' ego rather than stroke it.
It's Medina's favourite line. AJ — at this point, imagines it's girl cries wolf, because maybe she does know when he kicks the bucket. But she's said it so bloody often, he's starting to think he's going to croak the next time he takes a shit; he hasn't got a plan to be Elvis, even if Dina thinks she knows it all.
More often than not, she does. But it doesn't stop him giving her shit for that brag. Astors and their circle, in the Oxford Dictionary, would come hand in hand with braggart, as a synonym. She's a blowhard, and he means that in every way.
"Is it with my cock in Natalia? I knew it. Bitch was so fucking magical, she stole the life out of me—" He's never done. Until she is. "No spoilers, babe. I'm not into it."
Then, to get to the point, "What you here for, Dina?"
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eyes roll the minute he spits out some ridiculous name. evelyn sounds awful. she thinks cheekily to herself, the thought lifting her momentarily wilted smile. she couldn't expect any less then this from AJ. he'd been this charming little tosser from the moment she'd met him at seventeen. “ hey! ’ she turns on a heel, cheeky little smile meeting him as her eyes meet his. “ did i ever tell you i know how you die? ’ it's morbid as hell but she's grinning through it all. no confirmation on wether or not she's actually telling him the truth, aside from her all too cheery smile through it all. really, she's just being as much an arse as he is.
He's a minute into pointing out to the server that the champagne is warm and whatever storage they have — if any — is inadequate when he's interrupted. AJ might have ignored the voice behind him, heels snapping to the space on his left as he diverts his gaze to the painting had it not been similar to one across the Atlantic.
Oh you are taking the piss?
"Yeah? Nah." It's mid-thought, because he's catching up with warm champagne, to tits, to fucking Medina who is evidently the woman swanning herself to his side. "I've seen some nice tits around, there's a chick here," he's fishing his brain for her name, but falls short; he makes one up, for emphasis. "Evelyn, who came from Playboy, I think? She's got it, like you wouldn't believe, eh? Hannah, Jodie, oh, Isabel—" They're names, from some place in his naked history.
Most recently, "I saw a bangin' waitress the other day, Allie, makes a hot coffee. Think she's in love with me," AJ might think that about a lot of people. And he's not seen said waitress's chest without a shirt, an apron and a nametag on it.
But, they're talking about the picture and he's clocked on that Medina's trying to take him off-guard, showing up here unannounced. So Astor's making a point: "Perfect tits, really."
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there was something about this town medina liked. though, to be fair, it could have just been the fact that she was able to sneak out of london for a bit. albeit, she was only sneaking out for a job she was assigned, but still - she was sure to make the best of it, if she had anything to do with it. she'd spent the last week getting to know what she could of the town, tonight she'd deemed it as good a time as any to make her presence known. digits interlocked behind her back as heels echoed her steps towards him. luckily in a room as loud and moving as this one, that surely wasn't enough to give way to her presence. he was staring at a piece of art work with some rather perky tits - shocking. lips curled into a small hint of a smirk as she came up beside him. “ i don't know. . . ’ she hummed thoughtfully, head tilting as she examined the artwork. “ i'd say you've seen better then that before, wouldn't you? ’
@ajastor
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