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Tera West isn't Human ([info]highland_lady) wrote in [info]collision_rp,
@ 2012-09-25 17:26:00

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Entry tags:!september, alexander yaxley, renata selwyn

Who: Renata Selwyn & Alexander Yaxley
Where: Renata's home, Selwyn Manor
What: Old friends coming together
When: Dinner
Rating: R




Renata was seated in the parlor of the manor, she was dressed smartly in a little black dress with black heels that had deep red snakeskin on their soles and the heel. A diamond studded necklace graced her throat and glittered in the candle light. She had her long hair down, pinned back neatly enough to keep it out of her eyes. And she was done up with dark makeup, the color of mourning, despite the fact she was overjoyed. Instead she played the part of the weeping widow and kept to the house, draped the walls and portraits with black cloth and prepared for the memorial and funeral. Inside she was dancing, she couldn't believe her luck. FINALLY.

She walked the line of decency with the fact her dress was hemmed to her mid-thigh instead of the floor, and dared to wear her diamonds, but she was growing weary of being 'sad' and 'dutifully depressed'. It was making her sick. So she sent an invitation out to Alexander and settled in for a wait. He had been her confidant - so it was with him she'd share the joy of the death of Torin. She smiled as her house elf bobbed in, announcing that her guest had arrived. She waved the elf off with a curt gesture, indicating she should bring Alexander here. She settled back into her chair by the fire, and smiled as the doors opened again.



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[info]highland_lady
2012-10-05 12:42 pm UTC (link)
She'd happily kick him for thinking that way if she knew. She grinned inwardly, she liked being comfortable. That was what personal seamstresses were for, right? Renata smiled warmly and pushed the pony tail over her shoulder.

"I hope so. I really enjoy a little fun." she nodded. "I'm content without magic but am more than happy to resort to it if necessary." she smirked a bit and nodded. She liked the feel of a blade. Magic was easy. Survival via knife was not.

She slid from the room like a snake through water. She moved languidly towards the door opening it and headed outside, taking in a breath of the night air and smiling. She liked the night time, it offered new things and promises of a better tomorrow. "Where to?"

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