<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.msg12175775#msg12175775">Quote from: StormAngelus on 23-03-2016, 04:21:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Snowden Frost<br/>Rank: Bronze student<br/>Pic: Maureen O'Hara  https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/11/3b/0b/113b0b3de0c5f7f6ab8cec4a6dbadbc9.jpg<br/>RP is open to anybody<br/><br/>Snow chuckled, then turned. "Gimmie a sec, one of those sounds heavenly right about now..." She hurried back to her room, grabbed her smokes - one thing her mom wasn't aware of, thank god, she'd have never heard the end of it - and came back, using Shane's lighter to light her smoke and took a long, soothing drag from it, exhaling a few rings and blowing a line through it, laughing. "Eh, the beauty thing's never worked out for me. My mom seems to think it's sick to have a body." She shrugged. "And she's trying to 'cure my gay' - Lord, she's so stuck in the Dark Ages." She grinned at Ebony. "I'll let myself be your canvas, and you my artist, hmmm? Perhaps you can teach me what my mother never let my friends." She took another drag. "Ugh, nothing like what I prefer, these, but they do the job." Exhaling, she laughed at Ebony's comment about the boys. "Well, if any of them are like you, I won't mind so much. Though I'm sure we can work out a rental agreement." She snickered, dropping her smokes. "Shit..." she murmured, bending over to pick them up - and giving Shane a nice sneak peek at her matching pale green thongs. Straightening, she turned back to them. "So, yeah. If you wanna doll me up sometime, let me know. I'm willing to try anything once, twice if it felt good, all the time if it gets me laid frequently!" She grinned mischievously. <br/><br/><br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.msg12175994#msg12175994">Quote from: Mxyzptlk on 23-03-2016, 05:54:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><br/><br/><br/>(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/8c/d0/ea/8cd0ead462d447999e9e6d44b39a3af4.jpg)<br/><br/>Shane watched the two of them carefully, studying each of their behaviors. Snow was correct, Ebony was a gorgeous human being. If Shane didn't know any better she would think the boy was a girl for a brief moment. His almost white locks were perfection against his skin tone. Shane couldn't help but smirk at Snow's remark. Almost offering up the pretty little boy swapping roommates if she wanted him that badly. The brunette's brow arched high at Snow's comment about her manners. Almost rolling them it was apparent she didn't know Ebony herself and was just meeting him as well. <br/><br/><br/>Shane's eyes glanced down at Ebony's nails and Snow's in turn. Extending her free hand that wasn't holding her cigarette to glance at her own nails. Black. Short. Just the way she liked them. A lesbian with long nails was a hazard to most women. Best to keep them short, unless you were completely femme. Clearly Shane didn't fall in that spectrum, but could pull off make-up, high heels and a dress if need be. Snow. Another interesting name. Intense? Shane cocked her brow as Snow described herself, a partial grin appeared briefly on her lips as she pulled another drag from her cigarette blowing it out. Intense wouldn't be a word she would use to describe the newbie Snow. Exuberant. That was the word. Yet Shane didn't say this out loud. <br/><br/><br/>Instead opting for casting her eyes on the one and only boy in the room. Beautiful, a bit cocky yet someone that Shane could handle as a roommate. Besides the kid smelled like strawberries. It was almost like sharing a room with another girl. Shane snorted at Ebony's response to Snow. Her eyes taking in Snow once more as her imagination ran rampant. Intense and workout clearly helping to fuel Shane's imagination. Licking her lips the brunette flicked her bud out the window making sure there was no one below before she did so. <br/><br/><br/>Her attention turning back to Ebony as he joined her by the window for a smoke of his own. She watched the petite man take a drag of his cig, her eyes casting down to his neck. Before they met his face, smiling slightly as she turned in the direction of the other girl who had exited the dorm to get her own smokes. <strong>"Think she likes you. Watch yourself, she might just turn you straight."</strong> She chuckled teasing her new dorm-mate before her attention was once again on Snow as she rejoined them. <strong>"Wanna switch?"</strong> Shane asked Snow turning then to Ebony as she pulled out another cigarette and lite it, lighting up Snow's cig in the process. Shane wondered if maybe Snow wanted to be roommate's with Ebony instead. But her eyes met with Ebony's as her brow shot up almost disappearing into her hairlines. Her lips pursed together before she smirked. Her attention drawn to Snow who had dropped her pack of smokes on the floor. <br/><br/><br/>Yes her eyes wandered, yes they got a good look at the pale green thong she was wearing. Shane's eyes spoke volumes yet she said nothing to confirm she had just checked out the other girl's ass. Instead she reached for Snow's long red hair, right on the back of her head and tugged it gently to bring her closer. Shane's face mere inches from Snow's as her eyes took her in, studying every inch of her face. <strong>"You don't need a make-over."</strong> The corner of her lip tugged slightly with a soft quick smile as she released the redhead gently. Before she took another drag, raised her brow then turned her attention back on Ebony. <strong>"So..."</strong> She exhaled, <strong>"we should have a get together. This is my third year and I get bored easily." </strong>Honestly if she didn't find a way out of this school she'd become the school's mascot soon enough. There was only so much meaningless sex you could have, tempting girls to the right side before you grew bored of it all. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center">(http://49.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxlrsew05k1ql9h78o1_r1_500.gif)</div><br/>Snow definitely seemed like the hyper-sort-- not that this was necessarily a bad thing. Still, he couldn’t help but ponder if such a trait could get her into trouble. His crystalline eyes watched as she would leave the room, and when the coast was clear, he would turn those bright hues back towards his intriguing roommate. She was handsome, in her own right, and held a strange beauty that Ebony found attractive in a dorm-mate-- he thought that they would be a good match, a great contrast. Of course, only time would tell if this was actually true.<br/><br/>Ebony would chuckle at her comment, and his smoke would seem to linger around his delicate form. “Really? I think you’d have a better chance at that, than her.” He would tease back, before putting his own cigarette out on the windowsill. It honestly wouldn’t surprise him if some confused soul developed a crush on him-- it wouldn’t be the first time, and he was sure that it wouldn’t be the last. They found his androgyny comforting, and though it was clear that he was gay, they would still seem to get so disappointed when he turned them down.<br/><br/>The object of their conversation would finally return, and by this point, the boy was starting to light up his second smoke. “Aww, you don’t want me, Shane?” The boy would tease, his tone taking on a feigned hint of sadness. “You wounded me~” He placed his hand upon his heart, and would rest the back of his cigarette hand against his forehead in a very dramatic fashion. With his little display finished, his gaze would return to the two women-- a smirk clearly resting upon his painted features.<br/><br/>The cherry of his cigarette glowed brightly, as he would focus on the hyper red-head. Her mother wouldn’t let her express herself, with her own body? What a shame-- she truly sounded like an unfortunate woman, who no amount of Vaseline could fix. Ebony’s parents saw his own make-up as just a phase, and until they found out about his little attraction to men, they would ignore it-- living in a world of delusions, while blinding themselves to the truths around them. Even if they did try to stop him, the fact that it was ‘forbidden’ made it all the more fun.<br/><br/>“Darling, I can show you a whole new world! I have just the look for you-- do you like gold?” Make-up was a passion, and any unfortunate soul who would put themselves into his hands, he would be happy to help.<br/><br/>His features seemed to light up at the mention of a party, and he would flick the remainder of his cigarette out of the window. “That’s something you and I have in common. This place seems like a total drag-- we need to light a fire under it’s ass!” The boy was already in the mood to raise a little hell, and any chance to scope out the local ‘meat’, he would be more than happy to take.<br/>