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Post by promsong on Mar 26, 2018 22:47:03 GMT -6
 jasmine's estate in Valore
10:00 pm
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jasmine decides to host a party now that she has this huge empty house to herself after her husband's death. she insists she's not celebrating the tragic event, but rather finding the silver lining in it. not even she believes that.
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Post by promsong on Mar 27, 2018 19:18:06 GMT -6
Jasmine
Smoke rising in the distance
She glides in a swan dive
Cooler than a strawberry shake
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Jasmine's name had been dragged through the mud by her late husband's family the past month, yet she still found it acceptable to host a huge party at their house. Technically, it was now her house. They had been disgruntled about the whole marriage anyways and she stopped trying to please them 5 years ago, which had only been weeks after the wedding.
She wanted to think about something other than his lifeless body at the bottom of the staircase and what better way to do that then to get drunk? Getting drunk all alone or at the casino had lost its appeal and a party seemed like the next best option. Anyone who had known her husband knew that he had always refused to host such parties, so it gave her all the more reason to do so.
She glided through the crowd, a glass of champagne with her as one was never left her side throughout the entire night. She recognized many faces and was a stranger to almost double, though she couldn't say she minded much. A party was a party, whether or not she had invited a lot of these people.
She was rather trusting of her slave, Tess, and allowed her to stand outside the house as a bouncer of sorts. She was certainly fit for such a task. Besides, she guessed she would end up with a lot of 'accidentally' spilt drinks if she left the mare in charge of that.
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Post by Sasha Arctic on Mar 27, 2018 23:22:52 GMT -6
 TESS
"Until you are broken, you don't know what you're made of."
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Time has a way of changing minds and hearts, even Tess wasn't immune to such a fact. Where thoughts of escape had once filled her every thought the memory of having nothing to return to kept the large hippocampus mare still. Having resided within Jasmine's estate for a few months now her idea of being a slave had wavered some, where she had wanted nothing more than to trash a master's home in order to show them that she wasn't a mindless slave Jasmine on the other hand had been courteous to her since her arrival, even knowing her bad history with masters. She had been given small freedoms, a room of her own to stay in an free roam of the estate (as long as she stayed within the walls of the courtyard that surrounded the villa) and with a solid foundation the pair had begun to trust one another. Tess' distaste with being a slave had waned some which allowed her to grow to respect Jasmine and become fiercely loyal...especially since Jasmine had come to the slaves defense when accusations had fallen upon her considering Rowan's death given her bad history with masters.
Standing stoically outside Jasmine's villa the mare definitely looked the part to be considered the bouncer to this party, her master had grown accustomed to her strengths and weaknesses and knew where to place her in most circumstances so tonight was no different. Where she had tried to hone her skills at being a servant, only for Jasmine's sake, Tess had yet to develop the grace and dexterity required to balance more than one glass and on more than one occasion had toppled a tray of glasses she had been using to train with...since Jasmine had decided the longevity of her dishes outweighed her need for a serving slave, at the moment at least and had assigned Tess to use her size and strength to be the bouncer. She could easily deal with any scuffle or rowdy patron, many in Valore didn't posses the amount of muscle needed to be able to contend with Tess, well except for other slaves like herself. Those that frolicked the streets of Valore were mostly light in composition, delicate in build and untrained in combat. She was here to keep order where champagne and wine might make some hot under the collar and prone to disruptive behavior so Tess mostly kept to herself, where she welcomed each to Jasmine's estate with a warm smile beneath her fishy mustache Tess was now eyeing each patron with scrutiny. In her eyes it was only a matter of time until her help was needed and it was best to keep vigilant. Her long sturgeon tail waved idly behind her as ears swiveled atop her head, checking the area for Jasmine. She was also here as the body guard of her master, couldn't have anything happening to the only master she could tolerate now could we?
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Word Count: 502
Post #1  EOSTRE
"Make me submit to you..."
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Partying with the rich was Eostre's third favorite thing to do, following behind being fawned over and spending time with his precious Lamis being at the top of the list. Eostre was dressed to the nines, wearing his best gilded bridle and matching outfit the stallion had bounced his way up the road to Jasmine's estate. While he didn't know the mare intimately he'd seen her around, a beautiful unicorn such as herself was hard to miss...as was the towing beef mountain she called a slave. The pair were such a stark contrast, the cold blues, pure heights and beef of the hippocampus mare didn't match the warm reds and slender form of Jasmine one bit but at the same time they also didn't clash against one another, it was a strange complimenting contrast. He'd taken a moment to marvel over the massive slave, he would have been completely star struck with her if only she possessed the structure of a male...that could easily be changed but it felt wrong somehow to ogle another now that he had his sweet Lamis so the thought quickly left his mind as he'd slithered past the beef mountain bouncer.
Snatching a glass of champagne from the nearest table Eostre started to mingle, throwing himself into the center of any conversation that caught his fancy but none were able to hold his attention long enough for him to stick around for long. The dainty stallion bounced from body to body, like a moth drawn to a flame and each time they failed to impress him with their spark he left like the fickle butterfly he was. His eyes soon fell upon the lady of the estate, Jasmine. She was the true target for tonight, he was set on making a friend of the seemingly cold mare, he was used to busting past ice walls in his line of work as a Courtesan and he faintly remembered that Jasmine had been one as well, once upon a time if rumors were to be believed.
Dancing though the crowd on delicate, graceful legs Eostre made his way effortlessly to Jasmine, bowed his head to her, causing his mountain of flaxen curls to bounce happily and shot the mare his friendliest smile. "Jasmine! Darling how are you?" The stallion cooed, gracefully closing the distance between them until he was almost within whispering distance so she would be able to hear him over the commotion of the party around them, "I see you are radiant as ever, the sun shines on you. You sure know how to host such an extravagant and alluring party my dear, I didn't dare miss it for the world." Taking a quick sip from his own glass Eos batted his crystal blue eyes up at the mare, he was skilled in flattery and a known Empath due to his line of work. While he found it easier to lure a stallion to bed Eostre couldn't deny that mares always made the best of friends.
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Post by PaganStars on Mar 28, 2018 14:44:32 GMT -6
Joanne
Got no way to prove it
So maybe I'm blind
But I'm only human after all
x | x Over the years of working at Around the Corner, Joanne had become used to filling orders for the most lavish and extravagant parties for the noble people. Connections with nobles were easy to come by when your shop promised high-end desserts and sweets that were sometimes even layered with gold. Party orders had always been an ordeal to fill though, the shop sometimes even needing to close for a day or two so all staff members could solely work on filling out the high demand and high reward jobs. When Joanne had been made the manager of the store, nothing had really changed in how the shop dealt with noble party orders. They were always honoured to be chosen and even hosted tasting parties so that the interested family could have an in-depth look at what could be served.
The only thing that changed was that Joanne was finally allowed to attend these parties. Sure, she wasn’t there as a guest but being there to make sure the dessert table never ran dry meant that the pink haired commoner was able to schmooze it up with potential customers and perhaps sneak a glass of champagne or two, really that depended on the noble she was serving too.
So now Joanne found herself standing behind the large table that housed all the sweeter foods being offered at the party, helping servants to load serving trays and making sure that all platters were constantly being filled. She had two chefs in the staff kitchens, preparing more treats if necessary. Smoothing back her hair, Joanne carefully grabbed a fluke of champagne with her pink teke before taking a moment to take in all the nobles that were currently filling the grand room. Joanne wondered if any of her noble connections would be here tonight.
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Post by [ítsjustвusínєss] on Apr 29, 2018 17:54:05 GMT -6
(bump - is this still active?? Will delete if it is).
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