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WoT season 2 episodes 4 SPOILERS |
Posted by: Thalia - 09-08-2023, 01:17 PM - Forum: General Discussion
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Here be spoilers...
Finally some wolves! Hopper was so cute. I like their interpretation of wolfspeak. Anvaere owning Moiraine at her own game was great. She mentioned a son marrying the Cairhien queen which I assume will be important down the line (and is also presumably the reason they have given Cairhien a queen not a king). I wondered if maybe they were just changing up Galad's relations, but on the casting leaks Galad is described as a Trakand not a Damodred. Though maybe that's misdirection and simply indicates that Galad and Gawyn's roles have been merged some. I could see Moiraine's nephew being "Galad Damodred" but actually being a Gawyn character storyline (no brother for Elayne), and Dain taking on the White Cloak Galad role alongside beef with Perrin. They did cast him as very handsome.
Man, Accepted get one hell of a room upgrade!
Ihvon's "we see their weakness and remind them they are not gods" line was great, and also made me think of FA *grin*
I love Liandrin. I can't help it. The show is doing a fantastic job of humanising the "baddies" and making their fall to the Dark relatable. Selene also had some great lines about being a mirror to Lews. As did Rand with his want to be seen as a man and not a monster.
What was Lanfear doing at the end there? Where the weaves just masked?
They keep saying the Amyrlin is out of the Tower. So where on earth is she??
From the ep 5 preview it looks like Gaul has been cut and Perrin will rescue Avi, which makes me sad.
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Just Business |
Posted by: Adrian Kane - 09-02-2023, 07:34 PM - Forum: Greater Moscow
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Hard-hat on his head, Adrian walked the construction site in company of an architect, engineer, a Marveet-steel representative, and the site manager. The walk-through was informative; as thorough as Adrian demanded until he was satisfied with the progress.
When the tour concluded, Adrian shook hands all around and climbed into the back of his car, signaling the driver. He worked off the Wallet screens while stuck in the mire of traffic, and an hour later, he climbed out of the car to endure the exact same tour at a new location before moving on to the next. All four club locations endured the same scrutiny as before. It was his land upon which they were being built, after all, even if the structure wasn’t his venture, he was invested in its success.
Just as he was about to conclude the fourth and final visit, a pair of men approached. Japanese, they wore black suits with black shirts open at the collar. Their expressions were serious, posture imposing.
Adrian raised a brow and waited by the open door of his car.
“Mister Kane?” The first asked. He seemed about 40, though Adrian had difficulty gauging the smooth skin of his face. There was no white flecked in his hair, but his eyes brooked no nonsense.
“M’hmm.” he acknowledged.
“Mister Hayashi requests to speak with you. Come with us please.” Adrian looked from one to the other, understanding the implied expectation. If he did not go, they would make him. Or try to.
“I am busy at the moment. He can schedule a meeting with my assistant,” he said in dismissal and started to climb into the car just as the Yakuza’s hand halted the door from closing.
“Now. Mister Kane.” And his gaze diverted to a limousine some distance from the construction site.
Adrian straightened, gaze flat. His schedule could endure as much, but the intrusive nature of their threats bothered him on principle. To date, his correspondence with Hayashi was purely business. He deserved to be treated as such. Treated better.
Which was with an inward grumble that he assented to the escort.
Yuta Hayashi’s car was dimmed by the black-shaded windows wrapping the Yakuza boss in privacy. It was without any trepidation that Adrian joined him, nor even when the door slammed on his heels, sealing him to whatever fate waited.
It was then that he recognized they were not alone. The sugary smile of Yasmine Amengual greeted him.
Which was... unexpected.
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WoT season 2 episodes 1-3 SPOILERS |
Posted by: Thalia - 09-01-2023, 11:07 AM - Forum: General Discussion
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Here be spoilers...
Actually, I've only seen the first episode, but I pretty much loved everything about it so far. Felt a lot more subtle and character driven. SO many feels already! Loved the glimpse into Tower life. Adeleas! Both her scenes made me laugh out loud (and swapping out Vandene for Verin makes so much sense). Channeling looks amazing. Still adore the soundtrack. The elapsed time between seasons 1 and 2 works great.
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A Grand Affair |
Posted by: Carter de Volthström - 08-30-2023, 10:32 PM - Forum: Past Lives
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Lord Leodon Taravin
Caemlyn, Andor
Upon the Queen’s pronouncement that the Andoran campaign to Shienar would be led by House Taravin, the Lord and Lady of the House announced a ball in celebration of the honor as means of sendoff and well wishes. More astute members of the court would recognize it as the opportunity to remind their sister houses of their power and favor with the throne.
Leodon was in his room, adjusting the stiff coat of his newly appointed rank. He was trained in the ways of an heir to command house troops, but he had never seen himself in uniform like this. It was strange to say the least and quite nerve-wracking.
A knock on the door admitted his mother. Lady Taravin arranged everything for the ball, of course. She’d done nothing but plan and tweak the smallest details for a week. An hour from now they would throw open the doors of their palatial manor and welcome the finest of Caemlyn nobility. Leodon turned to admire her. “You look lovely, mother.” He kissed her gloved hand upon greeting her. The Lady of the House wore a new, expensive ballgown. Exquisite jewels accessorized her appearance. Of course, among the many settings were the pearls and gems that gave his family their long-standing fortune.
Despite the momentous occasion, she touched his cheek and peered up into his eyes with the heaviness of pride and sadness holding hers.
“My dear, in two days you will leave Caemlyn and Light willing I will see you upon your return, but there is no knowing how long that might be.”
He pat her hand in understanding. There was great fear, whispered in corners and seen in worried glances, that not everyone leaving on this campaign would return. The Taravin heir would be well-protected, but war was always a risk, and Lady Taravin was a mother.
He kissed her on her cheek and nodded. There was nothing to say, and she would be expected. He was ready enough as it was and escorted her downstairs.
The ball was officially opened by Lady Taravin once their quota for guests had arrived. Ongoing were called names by their Master of Ceremonies at the door, and Leodon kept an ear for one in particular. The last ball they hosted was the one where he finally charmed Nicole’s hesitation. She would be invited as one of the Queen’s ladies, but he hadn’t heard if she would be in attendance or not. He only hoped she would. Meanwhile, all the usual nobles were in attendance. The only notable difference was the attire of the officers to make the journey - each clad in the colors of their House.
((ooc: reposted under this account))
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[Devil's Lair] Fear's Little Dance |
Posted by: Roza Vas - 08-28-2023, 01:05 PM - Forum: Nightlife & Entertainment
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There was a little makeover party in their small abode. Cruz followed with ease though there was a constant peering at Esper. Her power had made him more smitten with her friend and there was a stab of jealousy still coursing through her when they arrived at the Devil's Lair. One of Zeke's lesser known establishments -- catering to the darker side of things. Not that all of them didn't in one form or another, even his charitous nature was dark and self serving. He wouldn't be family otherwise. Roza thought to herself. It was all part of being the outcast -- the Romani -- the gypsies and wanderers. There was a little bitterness in all of them. We take what we earn, Roza thought to herself and she slid through the crowd.
"I want to dance." She took Rena and Esper by the hand and yanked them into the throng of people. Cruz would follow. He was lead on their strings with more enticing fruits
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Dismembered Corpses |
Posted by: Sage - 08-24-2023, 06:52 PM - Forum: The Scroll
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While searching for the mysterious beast that killed the three campers earlier this week, a cave full of dismembered corpses was found. Among the remains were two human skulls that have yet to be identified and many other animal carcasses in various states of decomposition.
No one knows what kind of creature has this particular killing method.
Deeply embedded in the electronic footprint lost in the chaos of 1s and 0s The Wicked Truth signs the article.
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Adrian's hotel |
Posted by: Ascendancy - 08-24-2023, 02:13 AM - Forum: General Discussion
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Is there a name of Adrian's hotel? I've got Colette and now Carter both staying there. Plus it seems to be the place Adrian lives. Is there any information about the inside? Main spaces?
There was a discussion in another thread, but not sure where it ended?
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Not a stalker |
Posted by: Carter de Volthström - 08-24-2023, 12:38 AM - Forum: Greater Moscow
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Carter emerged from the bedroom, adjusting the knot of his robe's tie as he moved. A spread of breakfast delicacies had been meticulously laid out by room service, yet he had eyes only for the espresso.
Seated comfortably on the sofa, a saucer elegantly perched on his knee, Carter indulged in a moment of relaxation while absorbed in his Wallet's news reels when the door slid open behind him. Guillaume, his cousin, appeared, swathed in a bathrobe befitting a gentleman three times his age. His hair was charmingly disheveled as though a few espressos might offer redemption to an appearance that only Carter might recognize for a hangover. Accompanying him was a blonde beauty adorned in opulent lingerie, her dress from the prior evening draped over her arm, and her heels held delicately in her hand. With a tender gesture, she bestowed a fleeting kiss upon Guillaume's lips before bidding Carter farewell with a graceful flutter of her fingers. Adjusting her dress as she departed, she left the suite.
Carter raised an espresso cup in a mock toast, his gaze lingering on the closing door, as he quipped, "Gui, when I suggested we share a suite, it wasn’t for the views in the morning."
Guillaume offered a wry nod as he selected an espresso and the cousins found themselves side by side on the couch. Despite wearing only pajamas and a robe, Guillaume exuded an air of self-assured elegance.
"Someone needs to show you the absolute treasures you are forfeiting in the name of stalking Colette Moreau," Guillaume remarked, a tantalizing glint in his eye hinting at his ability to decipher Carter's thoughts in an instant.
Carter just ignored the taunt. Gui been parading endless women in front of him since they arrived in Moscow. Forget Guillaume’s devilish good looks, debonaire style, and billion dollar bank account. All he had to do was open his mouth and pour out that sinful french accent and they practically fell at his feet.
He pressed on. “As I reiterated last night, the preceding night, and the one before that, I am only interested in one woman, and I am here to prove that to her, and I am not a stalker," but Carter was met with Guillaume's audible sigh of contempt.
"While you may be in love, the two of you remain unattached. This self-imposed vow of celibacy until you attain her is perhaps the most misguided of your endeavors. Luckily, I've undertaken the task of rendering it unnecessary,” Gui smirked, his smile suggesting a hoard of secrets that he would reveal only when it suited him most.
"Gui, you can stop right there—“ Carter interjected.
“No, Carter. You can finally stop because I’ve found your girl.” Guillaume produced a wallet from his robe's deep pocket, unveiling a social media feed. Prominently featured was the very hotel bar they had graced with their presence on the rooftop the prior night. The photograph portrayed a pair of women posing for the lens, one of whom just departed the suite, while in the background sat Colette, radiant in a prime seat, sharing drinks and focus with a man.
Guillaume sighed sadly for the hurt puppy dog look that crossed Carter’s face. “I told you this was the right hotel. For a stalker, you're not a very good one.”
His heart fluttered. “You knew she was staying in our hotel this whole time and didn’t tell me?”
"I sought to ensure your commitment. And now that it's confirmed, finish your espresso and get dressed."
"Why is that?"
"Because, cousin, a transformation is in order. Your current wardrobe, replete with its London sensibilities, won't make the grade here. These Moscow women are not impressed with ascots and cufflinks."
Carter's gaze shifted toward the screen. Colette had always exuded effortless style, but what made him frown was how her companion stood out in comparison. "Who is the man?” Carter asked as old tension threatened his cool exterior.
With an inscrutable smile that was aware of his cousin's fatal flaw, Guillaume remained quiet, yet he did not pass up a second espresso as he departed to prepare for their departure.
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Carter de Volthström |
Posted by: Carter de Volthström - 08-20-2023, 04:31 PM - Forum: Biographies & Backstory
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The cult of Family Volthström
The Volthström family is one of the oldest, wealthiest, and most storied families in history. With roots in banking, the family has continued to grow its wealth in a variety of businesses over the centuries, continuing to wield significant power and money.
The Volthström family has featured heavily in conspiracy theories since at least the 19th century. If you believed the headlines of the past, you’d think the family caused both communism and capitalism, World Wars I and II, 9/11, the Malaysian Air disaster and assorted other calamities — oh, they sank the Titanic. The point of all their alleged machinations is either to make themselves even richer or to create the “New World Order” which would abolish nationalities and enslave humanity. They were said to be in a conspiracy with the Illuminati, the Trilateral Commission, the Council on Foreign Relations, and the assimilation of European nations under the flag of the CCD. Of course, the Volthströms also control our thoughts through ownership of the media, according to conspiracists.
Throughout much of the 19th and 20th centuries, the Volthströms were arguably one of the richest families in the world, perhaps richer in today’s dollars than all of Moscow’s billionaires combined. They helped finance everything from the DeBeers diamond mines to the French railroads and the New York City subways as well as Club Med. These offspring of a Frankfurt money lender became royalty — literally: they were made barons and lords by two kings. And when the British government said it would support establishing a “national home for the Jewish people,” it is often forgotten that the much-celebrated Balfour Declaration came in the form of a letter to Lord Volthström.
The (real) Volthström origin story
The basic outline of the Volthström story, retold in several best-selling books, a 1934 movie, and a hit musical, are pretty well known: Werner Arwin Volthström, born in 1744, was a dealer in coins and a money lender in the Frankfurt ghetto. Werner Volthström learned business at a young age. His father, Neidhard Moses Volthström, dealt in silk cloth and exchanged currency. One of Werner’s first jobs was sorting coins acquired through Frankfurt's semi-annual trade fairs, which attracted buyers and sellers throughout the region. His parents died of smallpox when Werner was twelve. He lived with relatives, who sent him to Hannover to apprentice with a prominent banking house. There, Werner was exposed to foreign trade and finance, and learned about rare coins from places such as ancient Rome, Persia, and the Byzantine Empire. The collectors of these coins were princes and other men of wealth, meaning he did business with nobility. Werner returned to Frankfurt in 1763 at the age of 19 and joined his brothers in the trading business started by their father. Werner became a dealer in rare coins and won the patronage of the Crown Prince of Hesse, who had also bought coins from Werner’s father. This was an important business relationship for Werner, as it grew to include other financial services and developed ties with other nobles.
In the early 1800’s, he dispatched his five sons to set up banks in Frankfurt, London, Paris, Vienna, and Naples, creating a unique international network for marshaling and moving vast sums of money. Before he died, Werner de Volthström left strict instructions for his heirs on how they should handle family finances. He wanted to keep the fortune within the family and, as such, his will outlined a rigid system of succession, whereby title and property could only pass through the male line and female descendants were excluded from any direct inheritance. Originally, like royalty, Volthströms tended to marry their cousins; when such couldn’t be arranged, advantageous marriages were arranged with other prominent other families. But in more modern times, they have branched out. Volthström spouses from prominent families include the Asquiths, as well as a Sassoon, a Guggenheim, and a Warburg, and there are also links to the DuPonts, the Hiltons, and the Moreaus.
The five houses worked together and prospered as they raised money for the industrialization of Europe, financing railroads, mining companies, and factories. They provided the cash for the British purchase of the Suez Canal and financed the Napoleonic and Austro-Prussian wars. The Volthströms also were bankers to the Czars and raised the millions Brazil needed to pay for its liberation from Portugal. Of the four Volthström sons who ventured out, the third son Oliver achieved the greatest success. After moving to London to establish himself as a banker, he set up his company, OD Volthström in 1810.
They built fabulous houses and amassed the largest private art collection in the world. Their manor, one of some four dozen mansions owned by the family, sat on 6,000 acres, and their estate outside Vienna was nearly the size of Manhattan. They acquired leading vineyards and bred racehorses. The French Volthströms built an industrial empire that included steel plants and railroads.
As the 20th century began, the family empire began morphing. The Frankfurt house closed in 1901 for lack of a male heir. Naples closed in 1863 after Italy’s revolution decimated the bank’s aristocratic customer base (but Italian Volthströms remain financial advisors to the popes to this day). The Austrian bank, which was the Habsburg empire’s biggest financier, was taken over by the Nazis. The Austrian Volthströms fled to the U.S. After World War II, the two remaining banks, in London and Paris, each sought to pick up the pieces.
Nonetheless, in London, Oliver Volthström had prospered as a gold bullion dealer as well as a merchant bank advising major corporations and governments, most notably Margaret Thatcher’s landmark privatization program. In France, Baron Maurice de Volthström was rebuilding the bank which also owned a sizable industrial empire, but in 1981 the socialist government nationalized Banque Volthström. Baron Maurice once again left France for New York, but his son David created a new company under a new name — an existing corporate shell had held some of family’s investments — and when Jacques Chirac became prime minister in 1986, the Banque Volthström name was revived.
The modern Volthströms
Meanwhile, internal troubles were welling up. In Paris, Maurice’s second son, Eduard, decamped for Switzerland, and in 1953, he would set up the Eduard de Volthström Group, a private bank specializing in asset management. In London, the male heir, Joseph clashed with his cousin, Everly, the chief executive officer of British OD Volthström, he resigned from the bank in 1980 and took control of Volthström Investment Trust, a separate investment company. Joseph would go on to become the richest Volthström of modern times at the cost of his cousin, Everly.
As the financial world became dominated by global behemoths, the London and Paris banks began working together to bulk up. Besides, London was running out of Volthströms. Joseph only other male cousin, Andrew Volthström, who had reluctantly joined the bank, hanged himself in 1996. Everly’s son Derek became an environmental activist and his other son, Arthur, was a record producer - both wanting nothing to do with the family business, which left Joseph and his son Tobias as the sole controller of the British line of the family. The British and French banks meanwhile, which had long had cross-shareholdings, formally came together in 2003. Everly sold his shares to his cousins in 2007 for a reported $233 million, and David René de Volthström, Baron Maurice’s son, became chief executive officer as the two banks were fully merged in 2012.
Some thought Tobias, Joseph’s only son would eventually succeed his french cousin David René, and, in Star Wars fashion, unify the empire. But Tobias clashed with David in 2013. Tobias had cofounded a Singaporean mining company called Dumi Shares but he got in a dispute with his partners, the Singaporean Kao family, and Dumi’s board called in a merchant bank to help sort out the issues. That bank was OD Volthström itself, which was now advising Tobias’ adversaries. So it was no surprise that when David René announced his plans to retire from the bank in 2018, at age 75, his successor as chief executive officer would not be Tobias but rather David’s 37-year-old son, Timothée de Volthström.
However, the most public quarrel came between Eduard de Volthström’s Geneva company and the Anglo-French bank conglomerate. In 2015, David René proposed that the holding company for the London and Paris banks be renamed Volthström & Co. and the brand would be simply “Volthström.” However, Ava de Volthström, the wife of Eduard’s son Bennett and the newly named managing director sued, claiming that using the Volthström name as a standalone brand without any initials or other indication that it was just one strand of the Volthströms, wasn’t allowed. Some said that family members would never have sued blood relatives, but Ava was a Volthström by marriage (and the only woman to ever run a Volthström business).
After several years of negotiations, a legal settlement was reached. Moreover, Volthström & Co. sold its stake in ‘Eduard de Volthström’ and bought back the Geneva bank’s stake in Volthström & Co. Thus, the two firms no longer had any financial incentive to work together and would go their separate ways. In Werner’s day, all five banks were deeply intertwined by cross investments as well as by blood. This was an earth-shattering development that might have split the family apart if not for the tumultuous decade of the 2020’s that followed. These days, the Volthström banks regularly rank among the world’s top dozen firms advising on important mergers and acquisitions deals and have influence and power all across the globe.
Back in London, Joseph’s son Tobias, meanwhile, expanded his family line, and he is widely known as having became the richest Volthström as a result of his efforts. Rather than work solely for his father, Tobias used his hedge fund to reach new industries, and these days he’s been involved in a series of natural resource deals, often with Russian oligarchs in the 2010’s. It was Tobias’ foresight that aligned him with Nikolai Brandon in 2022. He invested heavily in the CCD and openly campaigned to absolve their nation under the banner of Dominance VII. To that end, Tobias is said to have been very close with Edward Northbrook - current Patron of DVII - and the two are often seen golfing together even in their 70’s.
Tobias and his father Joseph were both reported to be mega-wealthy billionaires, but because the family fortune is divided among many cousins, few Volthströms show up on the various richest of the rich lists. However, there are continuing hints of fabulous wealth: in 1988, for example, Dottie Volthström’s UK estate was the largest estate ever probated in British history. And in 2015 one of the Paris-based Volthströms in France sold two Rembrandts for $180 million, but many of the cousins have their wealth tied up as shareholders in various opaque Swiss and Dutch holding companies.
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Carter de Volthström
Carter is one of 170 descendants of Werner Volthström, and the family wealth has been divided among these many descendants and heirs over the years. He is the son of Tobias Volthström, who was 45 before he finally sired an heir with his third wife, who at the time was a 26-year old model and socialite. Much speculation went into why Tobias waited so long to continue the line for a family whose parentage was as important to them as the Volthström’s. One rumor suggested that he was medically infertile. Another that he had already produced a male heir, but that the suitability of the mother was far below their standards, and the infant was made to disappear.
Today, the larger Volthström’s family holdings span a number of industries, including financial services, real estate, mining, energy, and charitable work. The family also own more than a dozen wineries throughout the world. The remarkable success of the family has largely been due to a strong interest in cooperation, being entrepreneurs, and the practice of smart business principles. The estate of Werner Volthström was intimately tied to the other fortunes of the family and became part of the collective wealth each Volthström passed to the next generation. Volthström descendants continue to finance global business operations and contribute to scholarly, humanitarian, cultural, and business endeavors.
Despite only limited business involvement in the U.S. there have always been assorted Volthströms living here - even Tobias himself was reported to spend entire seasons in the States in an expansive 14-room apartment on the Upper East Side at 820 Fifth Avenue. Tobias also owned had a pied-à-terre in the West Village, that he suddenly sold for a reported $17.5 million in 2021 without a known reason.
Carter & Colette
For two centuries, the Volthströms have not only been known for their banking prowess and lavish estates but also for their commitments to the arts and intellectual life. Tobias’ heir, Carter, crossed paths with Colette Moreau in her work for the Stella Moreau Companies Charitable Foundation. They dated for a season, jetting back and forth between New York and London. The families greatly approved of the match, and when their relationship soured over Carter’s jealousy, immense pressure on both sides pushed the two of them together. The death of Aloïs Moreau overshadowed the rest of their year, and they have not been seen together since.
About
At the age of 25, Carter finds himself ensnared in the weighty expectations of his family. They exert considerable pressure upon him to conform to a prescribed demeanor, to present himself in a particular manner—both in appearance and speech. He's tasked with exuding an air of confidence and charisma, all while commanding an aura of authority. Simultaneously, he must curate his social circle with precision, avoiding anyone of questionable status.
Carter's educational journey led him through Eton and Oxford, institutions renowned for their pedigree. Yet, his reputation wasn't solidified through academic accomplishments, but rather through his exploits on London's vibrant social scene and his adventures within the spirited dining and drinking societies of Oxford. These escapades, however, did little to bolster the business prowess that could enhance the standing of his family's venerable 250-year-old banking legacy, but so long as he adheres to the rules, anything may be forgiven.
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All She Wants To Do Is Dance (Kallisti) |
Posted by: Elyse - 08-19-2023, 03:51 AM - Forum: Nightlife & Entertainment
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Elyse took a deep breath and looked into the mirror. Yellow eyes gleamed back at her, seeming more bright than usual. For the first time since her transformation, her eyes were uncovered in public. Well they would be when she took the stage for the first time.
Elyse still couldn’t believe it. She was a burlesque dancer now. And it seemed as if she was at least accepted by the others here. Of course Mae bad always accepted her. Elyse found herself smiling at that and felt a blush begin to form in her cheeks. It quickly disappeared with a breath. Elyse was aware of her crush on Mae, but wasn’t sure Mae felt the same. Either way, they were friends.
Elyse moved to her locker and began to pull out her costume. She had remained hidden for so long, and now, she felt she had to fully embrace who she was. Her costume consisted mostly of earth tones reminiscent of wolf colors. She would top it off with a headband with wolf ears on the top.
Elyse looked at her costume. It wasn’t really something she would wear all the time. It wasn’t that she was embarrassed of her body, she had just never worn so little. Still, despite the nerves, Elyse was excited. More excited than she had been in a long time. With a smirk she stood up, beginning to change for her first night at her new job.
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