Venetia de Artio
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In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 17, 2010 12:15:54 GMT -5
Venetia was sitting on a stone by the biggest river in the hunting ground forest, admiring the perfect view in front of her. The sound of the waterfall in front of her and a singing bird calmed her down and she lay back down, closing her eyes. It had been a long day. A boring one like any other. It had been like that for a while now it was like time stood still.
The sounds of hoofs woke Venetia up from her daze and she sat up, watching two horseback riders and their horses as they passed the river. Both of the horses had a dark colour on their fur, one black and the other dark brown. They were muscular horses that trotted past her with grace and pride. The riders were a pretty woman and a handsome man, both looking rich and royal. The woman looked scornfully at Venetia just as if she was on private grounds that were for royalties only.
Venetia fought the urge to say something she’d probably regret later to the woman and turned her head away listening as they both rode away. She let out the breath she didn’t knew she had been holding and sighed. “They’re all like that aren’t they.” The black haired girl mumbled to herself.
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 18, 2010 10:43:36 GMT -5
"Not all" A voice said in a somewhat seductive manner. The reason she was like this right now is cause she was drunk as hell she always got this way when she was drunk it was a trait of hers. She smiled and hiccuped leaning against a tree to keep her balance while taking a swig of the beer she had in her hand before putting it by her side as she looked at the lady with a slight smirk she always seemed to get this way when she was drunk it was just how things where funny thing is the next day she would not remember shit about what happened.
"so whats a sexy lady like your self doing out here" She asked with a seductive slur. Yes she had a very sudcutive voice when she was drunk it was just the way she was. the only good thing was her parents didnt know she swang that way yet so all was well in the world...for now anyways if her parents found out stuff might go to hell she wasnt sure though probaly more with her dad than mom as shes seen her mom sneak out with other girls before and not come back till an hour before dad got up.
OOC:You left it up to me so i gave you drunk tiff XD
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Venetia de Artio
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Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 18, 2010 11:20:17 GMT -5
Venetia turned to the owner of the voice and groaned. ”Please, don’t say I have to baby sit you princess drunk.” She mumbled to herself. As always she judged people by appearance and this woman was already marked as a selfish, arrogant princess to Venetia. Forcing herself up from the stone she made her way over to the princess. “Oh my now I have to wonder how you got a hold of that beer in the middle of this forest.”
She stopped some meters away, not wanting to get too close to this woman. Tilting her head she studied the stranger on the closer distance, wondering what kind of spell she must have used on her chest. Such a size could possibly not be natural. “What idiot brings beer when they’re out for a walk, really princess.” This woman wouldn’t remember much tomorrow, so much Venetia knew and this was yet another reason for not holding back.
“You’re really not afraid of waking up in a stranger’s bed tomorrow are you?”
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 18, 2010 11:32:36 GMT -5
"Please none of the princess Jazz just Tiffany is fine" She said taking another swig of her beer as she listened to the lady speak she chuckled with a drunken slur as she continue as she continued listening not hearing many of the insults she did however hear her final comment and smirked a seductively at the woman she couldn't help after hearing what she had said. She shook her head no before drunkenly chuckled as she opened her moth with a chuckle before she began to speak to the woman about what she had just said to her.
"Not really unless its a male than id be the leaving shit out of him the next morning but a Sexy lady eh i think i can live" she said with a slight smirk as she waited for her response to her response to her question she chuckled a little again taking another swig as she smiled rather seductively at the woman awaiting her response.
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Venetia de Artio
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Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 18, 2010 12:06:49 GMT -5
“I'll call you whatever I want thank you,” Venetia replied coldly to the woman, she reached for the bow on her back and placed an arrow on it. A split second later the arrow shot into the glass of bear Tiffany was holding, breaking it into pieces, before continuing into the tree behind Tiffany where it got stuck. The reason for that action was simple; every time the princess would swing her beer it pissed the dark haired woman off more.
The dark haired woman couldn’t stand alcohol. She was a smart woman and knew how it ruined the life of many people that would spend their money on drinks instead of food and what they truly needed. “I’m sorry princess drunk but I’ll be sleeping alone tonight.”
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 18, 2010 12:19:52 GMT -5
"eh you loss" She said and than sighed. "Man im tired of everyone treating me like im a little kid im 21 for gods sakes" She said as she was about to take another swig untill the glass broke by an arrow she chuckled before speaking. " well someones got anger problems anyways. Its always Here let me help you princess or do you need anything priness. Gosh im tired of pepole thinking i cant do anything by myself" She said sighing deeply before leaning against the tree again.
"Im sorry i shouldnt of brought that up sorry" She said with a sigh as she turned to the woman before speaking. "So whats your name?" She asked with a slur. she had quite alot to drink tonight that was for sure.
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Venetia de Artio
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In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 18, 2010 12:43:36 GMT -5
The ice girl lowered her weapon. Her hard face expression didn't seem to change at all as she heard the princess complain about her perfect life. “Don’t worry princess, I won’t treat you like that.” She told the drunken woman and walked closer to her. Her arm reached out to grab the arrow and drag it out before she stepped back again.
“Say what you want. It’s not like I care.” Was all she said when the princess started apologizing. “What’s the point in telling you my name? It’s not like you’ll remember it.”
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 19, 2010 13:11:02 GMT -5
Tiffany smirked as she went over to her. "I can find a way to remember" She said as she put her hands on the woman's shoulder's and rubbed them in a somewhat massaging way as she was still drunk so their for still in her seducing personality and unfortunately for the woman she was talking to she was not very easily said no to in this personality. and that was sometimes good and sometimes bad depending on the way you swang in this world. It was obvious Tiffany swan towards girls.She always found them how you say hot and sexy.
"Now about what you said earlier are you sure? I could show you quite the time given the chance" She said with a slight drunken/suductive slur in her voice as she waited for the woman to reply to her. she had alot to drink tonight so by the looks of things it wasnt wearing off till the next morrning.
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Venetia de Artio
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Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 19, 2010 14:05:20 GMT -5
Venetia froze as Tiffany touched her shoulders and came closer to her than most people would ever dare to. Her cheeks started burning and she found herself unable to give this woman yet another of her mean replies. This woman is just drunk. She doesn't know what she's doing. Venetia told herself and slowly tried to move her hands up to push the other woman away though didn’t find the power to do so.
The dark haired woman opened her mouth. “S-s-stay a-a-away f-fr-rom m-me.”
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 19, 2010 14:18:06 GMT -5
She smiled and contiued rubbing her sholders before going and whispering to her ear. "Hey hey hey calm down im not gonna hurt you i would never hurt someone as sexy as you i promise" She said as she waited for the woman to reply as she had a small suductive smirk on her face as she awaited trying to ease the woman's tension so to speak she was a good person at hear drunk or not she was always a good person that was for sure weither pepole admited it or not she was a nice person at heart. though she did get suductive at times.
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Venetia de Artio
Suitor
Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
Posts: 50
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 19, 2010 14:22:45 GMT -5
"you don't know what you're doing" Venetia’s weak voice told her. She managed to place her hands on Tiffany's stomach, but not to push her away. Feeling the other woman this close made Venetia nervous, scared and weak. Venetia’s anger rose as she heard Tiffany's reply but her paralysed body wouldn't move no matter how hard she tried.
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 19, 2010 14:30:14 GMT -5
"Hey hey shhhh please calm down i havent even hurt you at all and your fliping out please just relax" she stated whispering Relax into her ear and repeatedly let it echo in her ear. "Its gonna be ok i promise" she stated with a slight slur though she still had her suductive personality in check the drunken part was starting to wore off not to much but a little as she waited for the girl to respond to her she was fliping out over nothing what the hell oh well she had ways making pepole calm down she sighed to herself.
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Venetia de Artio
Suitor
Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
Posts: 50
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 19, 2010 14:46:07 GMT -5
Finally fining some strength she pushed the other woman away and turned around. Her body was shaking slightly and her hands clenched. “S-stay away!” She quickly walked forward and away from the girl, not facing her. “I’ll make sure you get home safe, but don’t you dare touch me. Just because you’re a princess don’t believe you can always get what you want. I can’t stand people like you.” Despite what she said Venetia still had a small blush on her face and her voice wasn’t by far as angry as she wanted it to be.
She took a deep breath to calm down, and turned to finally face the stranger again. “My name is Venetia.”
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Post by Tiffany Derksen on Aug 19, 2010 17:34:34 GMT -5
"thank you gese" She said finaly as she sighed shaking her head a little as she heard the woman state her name she sighed deeply as she suddenly feel to the ground holding her head in pain or agonay or both groaning.
"Ow my fucking head" she stated as she held her head looks like the drunken stuff had warn off but now there was one problem. she had a major headache or hangover as it was called as he nearly looked like she was about ready to pass out from exaustion due to the beer she had that caused her to get drunk in the first place oh gese.
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Venetia de Artio
Suitor
Commoner
In the end, it doesn't matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
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Post by Venetia de Artio on Aug 19, 2010 18:22:41 GMT -5
“You only have yourself to blame.” Venetia replied coldly as she watched the other woman. “My, my, I didn’t know that princesses could use four-letter words.” She crossed her arms over her chest and tried her best not to feel sorry for the woman. That princess is not going to make me come over there and help her, not in this lifetime.
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