Daphne Green-Everly (elocutionist) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2016-01-19 00:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 017, daphne, juliet |
Who: Juliet and Daphne
When: during this
Where: Daphne's room
Daphne was having the absolute best day. The reactions of her various housemates to the surveys going public was so immensely entertaining that, at least for today, she'd entirely forgotten what an absolute inconvenience that whole kidnapping thing had been. Really, this wasn't so bad at all! Her accommodations were more than suitable, she had eye candy a plenty, good food, good wine, and constant entertainment. She was getting rewarded to wind her companions up like little toys and watch them go. Well, she was always rewarded for that, but usually more in personal gratification. Not actual, tangible rewards. Best yet, when this was all over her starpower would skyrocket. She'd survived an ordeal unlike anything anyone in this world had ever heard of. She was already writing the tell-all in her head. And picking who should play her in the following movie.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, Daphne hadn't left her room much that day. If anyone asked she was prepared to say the tension made her nervous and she just wanted to lie low, but it hadn't come up. People were pretty much looking out for themselves today, and that worked just fine. Every once in a while she wandered out of her room to retrieve food (and on that last trip, a bottle of wine). Life was good.
She had the camera feed up and running, following Marco's progress. He appeared to have his mind set to do something. He was actually going to do it! What a moron. Daphne was enthralled. She watched the feeds the way desperate, lonely housewives watched daytime television. Eyes wide and moving, wanting to take in every last detail. Daphne had been born for this experience.