I'm a disney princess - Main IC
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				Title: <strong>I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>30-12-2020, 23:07:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://chrisceaserphotography.blob.core.windows.net/media/16474/tower-bridge-and-canary-wider-land-jan-15.jpg)</div><br><strong>Location</strong>London, England. <br><strong>Dates</strong> month: December<br><br>Playable locations:<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name[/b]<br>[b]Location[/b]<br>[b]Time/Date[/b]<br>[b]Tagging[/b]</code></pre><hr> <br>This is London, the center and Capital of England. Here you can find such monuments as Buckingham Palace, Big Ben and Madam Tussaud's. Somewhere between Kensington Gardens and Kings Cross there is a small suburb known to the local people as Tinsel Town.(subject to change temporary name). Tinsel Town is very unique place to live because it seems to attract a very unique type of person, people who would be more at home in a fairy tail then they would in real life. In Tinsel Town it is not unusual to open your curtains to find a pair of lovebirds sitting on your window sill. It's the type of place where bunnies and squirrels are cute and not vermin. It's also the type of place where evil, real evil exists.<br><br>Tinsel town is by far the tidest town in London, in the town hall alone you can find plaques such as Cleanest town or Prettiest Gardens. Lined up year after year. The people who live and work in Tinsel town are for the most part friendly, welcoming if not a little quirky, unique to this place is the fact that everyone knows everyone. A neighbour can be inquisitive to the point of downright creepy in their enthusiasm when getting to know new people. It's the month of December and Tinsel Town take the run up to Christmas very seriously.....it's almost like they actually create magic.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>07-01-2021, 22:21:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://image.shutterstock.com/image-vector/man-silhouette-icon-question-mark-260nw-192704531.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> The Mayor<br><strong>Location</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Time\Day</strong> 1st December, just after midnight<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><br>The room was dark, the only light was a small desk lamp that sat beaming it's light onto a black old fashioned telephone, beyond the desk light and up into the night sky sat the moon big and round filling the sky. In a way the moon was being rather unhelpful it was the type of moon where shadows come alive where the mind plays tricks on a person? It was a howling moon that was certain if a person says so inclined. However the person with their back to the light of the moon did not wish to Noel and despite the moon's brightness the features of the person behind the ornate desk were cloaked in darkness. All that could be seen was a hand with nails painted red and sharpened with deadly accuracy. <br><br>The hand held the cradle of the phone and a voice spoke, deep masculine and yet alluringly attractive "That's right Miss Liddell I wish for you to take care of it? Don't worry I have seven of the very best helpers available. I'm sure they will be ...." there was a pause as eyes green as diamonds and surrounded by golden eyes shadow came into the light to stare intently at seven branch men who were all bound and tagged but still managed to mod vigorously non the less. "Delighted to help you!" the voice concluded before ending the call and dialing again " My dear Miss Waldeck, it's that time of year my dear! I simply must insist you help organise the winter festival!. You will?! Excellent!" another number dialled Mr Locksley! With your face and fashion on show alongside that darling Mr Deville who could refuse?! Be a dear and whisk up a storm with him." <br><br>Throughout the late night people were women from their sleep by the ringing of the telephone. Some people were kind and gracious and would have done their bit for the winter festival without the call such as the darling Ariel who's voice was from another world while others needed a little push...just a bit of a threat the mysterious mayor had had to practically threaten the owner of the Voodoo Lounge. "I have Friends on the other side as well"&nbsp; she said after several tense moments. Still all was done and the dogs where turning to get everything underway. The last person upon their list was a very difficult man to get a hold of but something told them that Jafar wasn't very far away. "Your disguise does you credit Jafar. Had I not have seen Doc's head rolling earlier today I never would have known.,"
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>12-01-2021, 17:32:06</strong>
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				The envelope was covered in glitter, and there was a slightly more than judicious amount inside as well. The writing was at least done in pen, a shockingly bright green, but the printing was terrible, as if from a kindergarten class.... And not exactly the advanced one, either. <br><br>"Deer MAyr. WhAt is crissmAss AnD why Do everyBoDy eDpet Me tooo Be so EsiteD ABot it?????" <br><br>It was signed with an absolutely huge scribble, swooping and looping like a drunk pilot, the five letters each a different color, a beautiful pink heart inside the A, and over the next two letters as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>15-01-2021, 23:43:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.wattpad.com/0a2a42bae1d8e0e0b68310f295ae92307c4c6828/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f676e54456a75646a59774c4167773d3d2d3430343135353730312e313462393032396238363265363734363838363238333336323836362e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ursula (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710918#msg15710918)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Long sleeve black romper with several sexy cut outs, black open toe heels and designer bag (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/eb/a7/2d/eba72d42a00d481055b9b1af5026c864.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><br><hr><hr> <br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">For many, the fall of night is when the day fades away into nothingness and peaceful sleep awaits them with open arms. Yet, for others, the sun setting in the London sky is merely the start of their day. Among these few night creatures, one might count the wicked sea witch Ursula; equally dastardly as she is curvaceous. <br><br>Even now as the clock creeps past midnight and crawls ever closer to one in the morning, Ursula is just settling into her routine at the Riptide. <br><br>You see, the Riptide pays homage to the watery depths Ursula calls home and the blue and purple hues dance beautifully across the scantily clad staff that swim to and fro. Even along the VIP balcony, the tinted lights reach out over the pool where an employee wears a pair of purple shells and a bright green tail. Her natural red hair is mere happenstance, of course. Though the establishment is a gentlemen's club by nature, Ursula is also in the business of striking up a good bargain. <br><br>'Good', however, can be somewhat subjective. <br><br>Amethyst irises watch on this night as a blonde man is escorted away from Ursula by her two trusty bodyguards. As he is dragged away kicking and screaming like a child, he yells out profanities and makes very clear how he feels about Ursula. <br><br><em>"You're fucking crazy! You hear me? A crazy bitch! Stay away from my Dottie!"</em> <br><br>With a chuckle, Ursula gives her head a shake and sips her martini. The two intimidating men return before her after having cast the man outside, silently awaiting their next command. Clicking her tongue, Ursula stands from her seat. <strong>"Oh, my dear, dear poopsies. I suppose he just didn't want to hear that his dear old Dottie came to Mama Ursula of her own accord."</strong> She paused to pinch one of their cheeks affectionately, her gaze locked on the outdoor pseudo mermaid swimming for the patrons amusement. <strong>"Ah, well. Send in the next one, my dears."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 10:05:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 9 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Her upstairs apartment &gt;&gt; 'Beautiful You' beauty parlor<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>A soft sweet tune was being hummed on the rosy pink lips of the fair Snow White as she sat at her vanity desk, running a hairbrush through her long silken tresses of shimmering inky black, her pale blue eyes sparkled happily as she prepared herself for the day of work ahead of her.<br><br>She was just about to reach for the red ribbon to tie her hair into a ponytail with, when her cellphone sitting on the desk began to buzz, she put the ribbon down and picked up her phone, speaking in a sweet and pleasant tone “Hello?”<br><br><em><strong>"My dear Miss Waldeck, it's that time of year my dear! I simply must insist you help organise the winter festival!”</strong></em><br><br>“Oh Mr. Mayor… is that time already? My goodness, time certainly does fly, doesn’t it? Of course I will do everything I can to be of assistance. Fax me a list of everything needed and I will see it done”<br><br><em><strong>“You will?! Excellent!"</strong></em><br><br>“It was lovely speak with you, Mr. Mayor. I will await the fax of festival obligations and duties”<br><br>Hanging up the phone, Snow resumed her previous actions of securing her hair into a lovely ponytail with a red ribbon that perfectly matched her dress and shoes. It was good thing she was accustomed to doing community work in the life she’d lived before coming to England, or else she would have been completely beside herself with overwhelmed confusion.<br><br>No doubt, she would likely have other members of the community reaching to her soon for guidance to help sort out their own confusion about what exactly the mayor wanted from them… not that she minded, not at all, the community here was lovely and she enjoyed every opportunity she got to spend time with any of them.<br><br>“I just wish…” Snow murmured with a dreamy sigh “I just wish that one thing missing in my life could finally come to be… maybe, just maybe… this Christmas, I might be blessed to find my one true love…”<br><br>Rising from her seat at the desk, Snow scooped up her set of key from the desk and made her through the luxury flat she lived in above her lovely beauty salon, she made her way downstairs and unlocked the door that separated from the rear of the salon from the stairway that led up into her flat.<br><br>Reaching for the lightswitch by the wall, Snow smiled happily as all the lights immediately illuminated the beautiful elegant space… she had worked so hard to build herself a brand new life here in the UK, she loved her life, she loved her job, she loved the people… for the first time in a long time, she felt she was truly home.<br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/19/7b/4f/197b4f41208d2fcb2d130bb8cd78cd7c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Robin Locksley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710609#msg15710609)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Just waking up</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i5.walmartimages.com/asr/e7eb4a46-c573-43a1-a8c8-c2fd28fc9820.7fdd7c80260fc17edc13e46fb30e1d38.jpeg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 9:30 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> His Penthouse apartment<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Closed.<br><br><hr><br>Robin was sitting clad in only a pair of black satin boxers on the edge of his bed, sipping from a glass tumbler of water when his phone began buzzing, the blonde groaned slightly as he put down his glass and retrieved his phone from it’s charger.<br><br>“You’ve reached Robin Locksley” He said simply, waiting for the voice on the other end to speak their intentions.<br><br><em><strong>“Mr Locksley! With your face and fashion on show alongside that darling Mr Deville who could refuse?! Be a dear and whisk up a storm with him."</strong></em><br><br>“Ah, the Mayor… I assume you are speaking of the Christmas Festival, yes? Very well, Mr. Mayor… I will give Cash a call, if you have not already and set up some kind collaboration… I will speak with Snow White Waldeck as well, no one does hair and make-up better than she does… Good day, Mr. Mayor”<br><br>Hanging up the phone, Robin wore an expression of distaste upon his handsome face, he didn’t much enjoy the company of Cash Deville all that much… there was a reason many that really got to know the man called him ‘Cruel’ Crash… but he would also admit that the man also really knew style and fashion better than anyone else, his designs certainly would add that sparkle and elegance everyone craved… the Mayor also specifically requested Cash, so there really wasn’t any seeking out another designer.<br><br>“Very well, a Locksley never backs down from any challenge” Robin reminded himself, rising from his seat on the bed, making his way across the room to his massive walk-in closet… he might as well pop by House Deville and speak to Cash personally, he was fairly certain the cold blooded scoundrel was going to be in today.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 10:26:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7e/22/bc/7e22bc336f7ef43473625cd0e78c7951.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Cash Deville</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710610#msg15710610)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">The very definition of beauty and elegance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6d/48/2a/6d482a78933080f8a8c5de968a8cb418.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> House Deville, home of elite fashion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Robin, open<br><br>Cash's stuff is highlighted in orange<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/19/7b/4f/197b4f41208d2fcb2d130bb8cd78cd7c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Robin Locksley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710609#msg15710609)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Comfortable, but still stylin</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5c/e5/46/5ce5461bdb2e72bd1bbb67f1bcaf6ec0.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:00 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> House Deville, home of elite fashion&gt;&gt;hitting the street, looking for a drink<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cash, open<br><br>Robin's stuff is highlighted in Green<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Cash leaned back into the black leather armchair, his amber gold eyes glinting with interest as he swirled the contents of his wine glass in slow circles… he watched every feature that crossed Robin Locksley’s face… he wouldn’t lie, the annoyed expression was quite amusing. He knew Locksley didn’t like him very much… he didn’t much care either…<br><br>“So let me see if I comprehend this all correctly, hm, Locksley old boy… you are here on the request of the Mayor to enlist me in helping put together some kind of fashion event for the Christmas festival, yes? Interesting… very interesting… I wonder why the Mayor didn’t just reach out to me personally… perhaps it is a test of your abilities, mayhaps… he wishes to see if you really are more than just a pretty face... “ He replied, a sly fox-like grin curving his lips “I wonder, Locksley… do you have what it takes to persuade me? It sounds like this is charity and as you know… I am a very busy man… what shall I tell my high paying customers, hm? And such short notice… of course, my brilliance know no bounds, I can design a divine array of festive pieces… if I so choose to anyway…”<br><br>Any moment now, Robin was certain he was either going to punch the egotistical douchebag… or he was going to develop an eye twitch from the severe strain of his monumental restraint…<br><br>“I happen to know the Mayor purchases several pieces from you every year, Deville… take whatever shots you like at me, I don’t much care… and besides, you need me and you know it… what if I were to suddenly decide to stop wearing your clothes? I have a huge global fanbase… what would people begin to think?” Robin replied instead, his stormy blue eye turning cold as icebergs… as was the only way to tangle with ‘Cruel’ Cash Deville...<br><br>“Are you threatening me, Locksley?” Cash responded, leaning forward slightly with a dangerous sparkle in his amber gold gaze “You know how I feel about threats…”<br><br>“Just a hypothetical ‘what if’ scenario, Deville, no need to get your flamboyant peacock feathers all ruffled… now then, what shall I tell the Mayor? Are you in? Or… do you just not care enough about the community that regularly brings you such profitable business?”<br><br>Cash was silent a moment as he leaned back again in his seat, studying Robin coldly “Hmph… very well then, Locksley… but in return… you will enlist the lovely Snow White to wear a gown for me at the festival… I’ve trying to get our fair Miss Waldeck into one of my designs for years… make it happen and I will create only the finest fashion ever London has ever seen… agreed?”<br><br>Robin gave the man a disgusted look, but didn’t refuse “You know that Snow is a friend of mine… so, as long as you are not attempting to ‘creep’ on her… I am certain I can persuade her to walk the runway in ONE gown. Just one, Deville, no more than that”<br><br>“Excellent…” Cash replied with a pleased expression, that dark gleam in his eyes that was only revealed to his most respected adversaries “I expect you, Miss Waldeck and whomever else you desire to enlist as models to be here a week before the festival is to take place, for fittings and adjustments”<br><br>“Fine” Robin replied, turning on his heels to depart Cash’s personal office, tossing over his shoulder “I’ll text you later, you black hearted goat, make sure not to ignore your phone”<br><br><div align="center"><strong>***********</strong></div><br>Robin heaved a great sigh of relief as he emerged from House Deville and stepped onto the sidewalk, he didn’t bother calling for his driver to retrieve him… he wouldn’t be returning to his penthouse just yet, oh no, he was bound for his favorite tavern… he was going to need a stiff drink before he explained all of this to Snow White...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 21:53:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.picasion.com/resize87/64ef1d5cfffdba6ce239ce5f087255ef.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Merida DunBroch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710901#msg15710901)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Oversized Knit Cardigan over casual street clothes (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1f/40/ea/1f40ea114ea6f93690c703753b22cfea.jpg), sneaker flats<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 4AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br>With a sigh of relief, Merida tussled her hair in the towel freeing it of the chlorine torture it had endured for the past several hours. Atop a vanity, vibrant purple shells adorned the bra she had worn and the swimming contraption that had restricted her legs was now slung over the back of her chair like a recent catch fresh out of the sea. It had brought Merida a certain level of awe at how well the sequined-leg-sleeve mimicked the scales of actual nautical creatures though she would never voice the opinion outloud. Donning her much more comfortable street clothes of a tank top and jeans, Merida slung on a large knit sweater for added warmth before heading out of the dressing room and into the main space of <em>The Riptide</em>. <br><br>It was a least a few shades darker in the main room of the nightclub than the dressing room had been though, not overly so to cause any jarring sensations but, nevertheless noticeable. Sneakered feet carried Merida over to the far end of the bar where an almost too well-groomed man met her, swoonworthy smile and all. <br><br>"Careful now. You keep swimming around all pretty like that and Ursula will want to keep you around long term." <br><br><strong>"Yeah, that's what everyone keeps warning me about but, I don't think this is the life for me. No offense, of course."</strong> He held up his hands and gave his Ken-doll head a shake. <strong>"Nah, I am much better off keeping up the freelance stuff and just filling in when the wallet needs a little extra padding for rent and such.."</strong> <br><br>One of Meridas hand flew to her stomach and if the music hadn't been as loud as it was, the rumble of hunger that resounded there might have deafened all in attendance. <strong>"Oy. Say, Eric... you wouldn't happen to have any fish and chips still around for any freelance lasses, wouldya?"</strong> Merida gave him a flash of her pearly whites to which he rolled his dazzling blue eyes. <br><br>"Next one I'll actually make you pay for." He paused, producing the cardboard basket dyed a navy blue filled with the fried goodness as though he already knew she would be hungry. Next to it, he placed a small cloth pouch which contained her earnings for the evening. "No more freebies, fish legs. Now, hurry up and eat. You've got that other job of yours in just a few hours." <br><br>Taking a seat at the corner of the bar, Merida stuffed her nights pay into the front pocket of her jeans before pulling her meal in front of her. With how she ate, one might think she had no table manners but the truth of the matter was that she lived a life where her next meal wasn't always guaranteed; a choice that her family would rip her back home if they ever caught wind of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 22:39:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/38/c7/5d/38c75d299b4e4c267f265ebfcaedb682.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alice Lindell<br><strong>Location</strong> Own apartment situated above Huge but Tiny<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> 1st December| around 1am<br><strong>Tagging</strong> mentioning Aladdin, Mayor<br><br>"Rrrrrring, rinnnnnng, riiiiiiiinnnnng" the noise of the phone ringing cut through the&nbsp; silence in the apartment like a knife. A groan came from an overly large and ridiculously lavish bed, pillows strewn left and right over the floor. A figure flailed beneath the covers and reached out for the old fashioned white telephone that sat beside the queen sized bed. After a moment or two of fumbling the received was found and brought to an ear. She spoke knowing almost with blizzar accuracy who was on&nbsp; the other end of the phone "Winter festival? I already have some menu options on hand".A seductively devilish voice&nbsp; spoke like smooth coffee inner ear "That's right, Miss Liddell I wish for you to take care of it. Don't worry I have seven of the very best helpers available. I'm sure they will be <br><br>Alice frowned at the phone, the ignamic Mayor had never offered her help before, there was a pause before the voice continued "Delighted to help you!" . Clarity an odd and not often sensation associated with one Alice Lindell struck these poor helpers obviously had fallen into dept of owed the mayor something&nbsp; a person didn't want to be. She grunted into the phone and then hung up. Rolling over she gazed at the dark room, so it was that time of year again huh she grinned the winter festival was a time for fun and not just innocent princess goody fun, the dirty sweaty kinda fun worked to. Alice reached under a pillow and drew out a mobile signal pale blue case. She selected from the limited numbers available one of her personal favs and sent out a text "Hey stud, swing by the shop in the morning. I got some work for you. If your good I might give you a great ;) XX"
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 22:45:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ursula<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>The good doctor had done what he need to do with the place.&nbsp; Surely his staff could close up the place.&nbsp; He had a stop to make as he had to see someone in particular and he was supposed to bring her a gift this time.&nbsp; It was his turn after all and they were…partners so far be it for him not to come with a gift. He could only hope the diamond octopus earrings would put a smile on those lush dark lips.&nbsp; He pulled up in his pale expedition and got out walking like he owned the place.&nbsp; He adjusted his jacket revealing some of his muscular chest beneath.<br><br>He walked in and looked around he took all of the club in watching the play of the scene.&nbsp; Ursula was all was one to let the party keep moving.&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes fell on the exceptionally attractive redhead, he took in more than an eye full and a devilish smile played over his lips as he moved up towards Ursula’s private space. &nbsp;“Ah don’ get felt up on, Mon Ami.&nbsp; Non, step aside.” &nbsp;The new man started to approach him and he dared him to try, his deep French creole accent coming to the surface.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 23:12:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.wattpad.com/0a2a42bae1d8e0e0b68310f295ae92307c4c6828/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f676e54456a75646a59774c4167773d3d2d3430343135353730312e313462393032396238363265363734363838363238333336323836362e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ursula (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710918#msg15710918)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Long sleeve black romper with several sexy cut outs, black open toe heels and designer bag (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/eb/a7/2d/eba72d42a00d481055b9b1af5026c864.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open<br><br><hr><hr> <br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Her trusty men pushed shoulder to shoulder to block the dark skinned man that approached her area. His accent was unmistakable and Ursula smiled in spite of herself. Peeling her gaze away from the hired siren just outside, Ursula cooly placed her hands on their shoulders before parting them with ease. <br><br><strong>"Boys, boys. Simmer down,"</strong> she instructed, clicking her tongue in an almost disapproving manner. <strong>"We are all aware that Theo might own his own club and have a big, bad reputation but momma can handle her own."</strong> She paused to flick her lavender gaze in his direction. <strong>"Off you go boys."</strong> <br><br>Ursula stood before the man in silence while her boys did as they were told, leaving the two alone. Lifting her hand in the space and silence between them, Theo swept her hand in his and placed a kiss upon it before following her into her shrouded den. <strong>"It's not like you to show up unannounced. Is there a mess in need of cleaning up or could you simply not <em>bear</em> to be away from me any longer?"</strong> She flashed him a toothy near sinister smile before taking a comfortable spot upon the couch, motioning for him to join her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>16-01-2021, 23:47:34</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ursula<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Theo looked at the men his lips pursed as it seems his colleague didn't warn them about him.&nbsp; "Don' make me move ya'll!" &nbsp;His voice was honey but he still sounded like death.&nbsp; He watched the full sexy woman part the gentlemen to keep the alive.&nbsp; "Is dat right, so <em>Momma kin 'andle me den</em>?"&nbsp; He looked her over drinking in the sexiness of the dark skinned woman before him. He looked over those lovely purple orbs and realized he preferred her eyes closed as he didn't want to fall to them.&nbsp; <em>'MMMmmm!'</em><br><br>"Be gon'!" &nbsp;He said pursed his lips once more.&nbsp; <br><br>"'Ello Mon Coeur and how you dis evenin' non?"&nbsp; He kissed her hand wanting to kiss more but he had yet to let go.<br><br>"So nah Ah knee ah reason ta come see ya'll and Ah come bearin' gifts."&nbsp; He said as they were alone in her den.&nbsp; He turned her around to face away from him while he changed out her earrings (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/shopping?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlE38Lr65XMIe8xHyplF1JS_RrsnaGFGAznpwNlgV7HLcJgNTgGLD6vJJ-8N_xXkfbmiUIGgUrxFSCNNAS2uzS3lZO4jLlylkXQ_QIi4D_&amp;usqp=CAE) for his own. He was nuzzling and softly kissing over her neck as well.&nbsp; "Ah would da ladder, non."<br>&nbsp;<br>He moved now to sit on the couch next to her. "Ah do 'ope you like dem." &nbsp;He licked his lips subtly.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>18-01-2021, 18:08:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.wattpad.com/0a2a42bae1d8e0e0b68310f295ae92307c4c6828/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f676e54456a75646a59774c4167773d3d2d3430343135353730312e313462393032396238363265363734363838363238333336323836362e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ursula (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710918#msg15710918)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Long sleeve black romper with several sexy cut outs, black open toe heels and designer bag (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/eb/a7/2d/eba72d42a00d481055b9b1af5026c864.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Merida<br><br><hr><hr> <br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Lilac eyes glittered at the mention of gifts as Theo joined her on the wave-like couch (https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/shopping?q=tbn:ANd9GcQRpWocyJCa1lGcPYtIDdJd8KlWB3EChV8plvFZFTUIGM3eQJPBjbr8OYuouNI&amp;usqp=CAE) sidled up to her right side. Divine jewels fashioned into the shape of octopi clutching round, lovely pearls in their grasps were fastened to her ears and Ursula glanced into the mirror hanging to her left to examine them. Beaming a satisfied smirk, she spun to look upon the chocolate masterpiece of a man. <br><br><strong>"These are lovely. Did you manage to pick them out all on your own or did you get a little help from your so-called <em>friends</em>?"</strong> It was only a joke and the playful grin she wore clearly conveyed such even in the lowest lighting. Leaning forward to close the space between them, Ursula dipped her head into the crook of his neck placing a suckling sort of kiss there, pulling away before things got too carried away as they easily could with this man.<br><br><strong>"You're appearance tonight is actually perfect. Come. I want to show you something."</strong> Standing from the couch, Ursula made it a point to step past the seated Theo knowing full well he would be eye level with the heft of her backside that was threatening to spill out of the bottom of her shorts. Still, she behaved cooly, giving no indication that it had been intentional.<br><br>Crossing to the wall beyond the couch, Ursula gazed through a large porthole window to the pool where a sea of red hair lie floating. The woman it belonged to was lazily floating along her back, lithe body accentuated by the barely-there shell bra and plunging waistline of the fake Mermaid tail wrapped snug around her. With Theo now at her side,, Ursula gave a wave of her hand over the window causing the glass to ripple and magnify on the womans face. <br><br><strong>"I know you've got a thing for redheads. Her name is Merida, Scottish girl."</strong> She paused to chuckle softly, watching her slender form swim with grace. <strong>"That ones got spirit for sure yet, I've not been able to get her into one of my shells,"</strong> She was referencing, of course, her trademark necklaces; symbols of agreements with Ursula and enchanted to be visible only to herself and the wearer. These agreements were typically dastardly and were always crafted in such a way to be to Ursulas benefit more than the other. <strong>"This is where you come in, my dear friend. Find out what it is she wants. And don't get any ideas about getting your little friends involved; this one is mine. Who knows,"</strong> She finally looked away from the woman, grabbing Theo by his shirt and pulling him into an impromptu and very passionate kiss. <br><br><strong>"If she can survive me, maybe I'll let you keep her for yourself."</strong> she breathed out onto his full lips, her purple eyes having darkened more to the shade of a rich sangria; a hint as to the darkness that lie beneath.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>19-01-2021, 18:52:07</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ursula<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He looked over his sweet conch and stroked her neck.&nbsp; He pulled back to look at her as she made her statement. “Ya’ll don’ tink Ah non, how ta shop fo ya.&nbsp; Ah’m ‘urt.”&nbsp; He touched his hand to her arm and down till his finger met her waist.&nbsp; “Ah’m good on mah own Chere, ah know some o’ yo tastes ya’ll have yet ta teach me all o’ dem non?” His deep creole accent came through even more as he was there with her as his arm was over the back of the couch and she was leaning against him.&nbsp; He wasn’t above seeking help but there was something about surprising her on his own that he enjoyed, not as much as her lips upon him that made him want to devour her in so many, many ways.<br>&nbsp; <br>“Don’ start nuttin’ ya’ll can’t finish Chere.” &nbsp;He taunted.<br><br>He was not that man to miss the chance to touch Ursula, especially when she presented such a hefty and perfect target and with a smack of his large thick hand he hit her firm backside loving the firm reverberation of her buttocks against his hand.&nbsp; Even he had to moan at this point.&nbsp; “Mmmmhmmm.”&nbsp; <br><br>He gripped her waist as he stood up his, his hard body rubbing against her own as he let her go once he was fully erect and adjusted his outfit and moved to follow her.<br><br>He moved to follow her and as the view became clearing he watched and arched an eyebrow as she mentioned his penchant for redheads. &nbsp;“Ah ‘ave a penchant fo dark skin too Mon Coeur, what’s dis ‘bout?”&nbsp; He asked.<br><br>He asked as he examined this woman and continued to listen to what she wanted.&nbsp; “Ah real Scottish rose, why aren’t you generous, no?”&nbsp; He teased knowing that was not her nature except with him. &nbsp;“Okay?” &nbsp;<br><br>“Ah would neva.&nbsp; &nbsp;But dere es some part of you dat wants ‘er ta belong ta me!&nbsp; So ya’ll kin still ‘ave access to ‘er non?” &nbsp;He know her well enough or they knew each other in a different life they might have even been lovers and he wouldn’t have been the one to have broken her heart like her former…king.&nbsp; But alas he was always available to pick up the pieces and make sure she never forgot the true woman that she was…to him at least.&nbsp; He kissed her deep and hard, this time as he lifted her easily by that firm buttocks of her his fingers massaging even now.<br><br>“Ya’ll gonna have ta do betta den Maybe Chere.” &nbsp;He said wondering but he didn’t put that to air or his mind, he saw her eyes but then time it was his turn to hold her and kiss her with just as much desire.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>20-01-2021, 16:53:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.wattpad.com/0a2a42bae1d8e0e0b68310f295ae92307c4c6828/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f676e54456a75646a59774c4167773d3d2d3430343135353730312e313462393032396238363265363734363838363238333336323836362e6a7067?s=fit&amp;w=720&amp;h=720)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ursula (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710918#msg15710918)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Long sleeve black romper with several sexy cut outs, black open toe heels and designer bag (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/eb/a7/2d/eba72d42a00d481055b9b1af5026c864.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Merida<br><br><hr><hr> <br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">As he swept her up by her natural cushioned backside and pressed her soft form against his own rigidity, Ursula allowed herself to indulge in the sloppy embrace. Strings of saliva stretched between their mouths as they made out like teenagers discovering it for the first time. After a few breathless moments, Ursula pulled herself back and swiped the smudged lipstick from his face. <br><br><strong>"You know as well as I just how uncertain things can be. 'Maybe' is the best I can do and I know that you know I am good for it, <em>Chere</em>"</strong> she mimicked, strutting away from him back to her lounging position on the couch. Cooly, she reached for her martini glass from earlier before draining it of its contents. Casting her gaze out of the VIP entrance to the bustling swarm of bodies, she spoke low for only his ears. <br><br><strong>"You could start by introducing yourself to that Scottish rose. Her shift is up in a few hours time. I'm sure you can find ways to entertain yourself in the meantime."</strong><br><br>She looked up as he approached her on the couch, extending her hand which he took and placed a kiss upon. Smirking, Ursula watched Theo walk out of her area and into the main part of the club, blending with the crowd. Her eyes sparkled with delight at her plans begin to churn in her mind.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>20-01-2021, 20:10:23</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://i2.wp.com/atthecooltable.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/148259_2301.jpg?fit=1600%2C1067&amp;ssl=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alexander (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15718031#msg15718031)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Union suit (https://canary.contestimg.wish.com/api/webimage/5dd10e65f7921e338e3ce3e2-3-large.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out in the night making ends meet<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Alexander was moving through a serious of movement, he could see the lasers with his goggles on.&nbsp; He was now right about there.&nbsp; He was on the chair as the laser alarms were on the floor.&nbsp; He was opening the picture above the fireplace, then twisting on the safe tumblers till finally it opened.&nbsp; He pulled out a couple of stacks of cash, not all of them but what he wanted was actually the ivory cat that was behind it.&nbsp; He knew what it really was, it was a USB drive with a particular bit of data on it.&nbsp; <br><br>He was closer to the window to get out verses the way he came in.&nbsp; He moved to pick the lock on the window and put a magnet in place to make it appear still closed as he was now gone into the night.<br><br>It was in that moment that he was looking at a text as he hopped on a stolen bike and took off.&nbsp; <strong><em>"Hey stud, swing by the shop in the morning. I got some work for you. If your good I might give you a great&nbsp; &nbsp;XX" </em></strong><br><br>&lt;&lt;Define Morning Sexy?&nbsp; Out on a ride tonight.&gt;&gt; He replied as he moved to dump the bike in some place that someone else would get it and then they would have their marks on it.&nbsp; <br><br>***Drop off***<br><br>&lt;&lt;So my cash and your item where??&gt;&gt;<br><br>&lt;&lt;There is a envelope in the restaurant there, 5th booth far side.&nbsp; You leave the item in the train station locker and take your money.&nbsp; Nice doing business with you.&gt;&gt;<br><br>&lt;&lt;Good&gt;&gt;<br><br>Aladdin was happy about tonight two payments, this would keep him in green for about 6 months he needed the cash flow wondered what Alice wanted…besides to see him.&nbsp; Who was he to complain.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>20-01-2021, 20:23:27</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ursula. Merida<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; He didn’t try to hide his desire for her lifting her chin just so as he let his thumbs play over neck and he all but devoured those thick soft petals.&nbsp; She knew what he wanted and yet, he knew how to make the seaqueen feel wanton as well. When the kiss broke he was moving away from her.<br><br>“Is dat yo way of saying work before pleasure and you want me ta put in work ‘fore I get the chance to pleasure you Ursala.”&nbsp; He name coming off of his lips like candy as his French /Creole accent flowed from him like warm butter.&nbsp; He knew his words were taunting even for her.&nbsp; She wasn’t the only one that could seduce after all.&nbsp; "Den I guess I will see you later den my lovely maid.<br><br>He watched the woman in the distance, Ursula certainly knew how to pick them and even knew how to pick them for him.&nbsp; With a shake of his head he was aware of how he would spend some time with the Scottish lass, but would she survive their time spent.&nbsp; He wondered what…never mind, no time like the present to find out.&nbsp; <br><br>He moved away from Ursula with a nod and to Merida with relaxed demeanor not at all like the predator he was.&nbsp; He licked his lips.&nbsp; “Good evenin’ Chere.&nbsp; How are you?”&nbsp; He asked.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>20-01-2021, 20:41:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://image.shutterstock.com/image-vector/man-silhouette-icon-question-mark-260nw-192704531.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> The Mayor<br><strong>Location</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Time\Day</strong> 1st December, just after midnight<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Ariel<br><br>The moment Ariel finished writing her later a freak that of wind blew in through an open window and lifted the letter and blew it clean away. Through a serious of freaky turns of events the letter made its way by air and eventually made its way onto the mayor's desk. Due to the fact it has fallen in a few in a few puddles and been blown around the envelope had lost some considerable sparkle and was looking slightly damb and sad. The mayor looked at it and lifted it up like it was a worm or something gross or discusting. They picked it in between forefinger and thumb "What is this?" they said in disgust opening it and reading the badly written note within.<br><br>"Deer MAyr. WhAt is crissmAss AnD why Do everyBoDy eDpet Me tooo Be so EsiteD ABot it?????" they read aloud with a sigh"Oh I should have known Ariel wouldn't find this easy." the mayor looked up at Jafar who had yet to speak "Any ideas on who I can send to help a fish out?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>20-01-2021, 20:54:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/38/c7/5d/38c75d299b4e4c267f265ebfcaedb682.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alice Lindell<br><strong>Location</strong> Own apartment situated above Huge but Tiny<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> 1st December| around 1am<br><strong>Tagging</strong> mentioning Aladdin<br><br><br>Alice watched the seconds tick by waiting for Aladdin to respond. She could usually rely on him to text back sharply if he was awake. Of course if he was sleeping she might have to wait. However after a few minutes that felt like hours the reply came in. &lt;&lt;Define Morning Sexy?&nbsp; Out on a ride tonight.&gt;&gt;&nbsp;.<br><br>She grinned knowing all to well that whatever ride Aladdin had tonight was stolen and would be gone before day light. She hit back with the response. "Fancy an early morning night cap. Cant sleep anyways. Meet me at Riptide in half an hour xx<br><br>She got up and grabbed a shower and dressed in a super cute&nbsp; &nbsp;dress (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/90/b7/5b/90b75bad00d05813fa405139f096f92b.jpg) and curled her hair leaving it down. She grabbed a hotter that simply read ideas and a pre packed purse and high tailed it to Riptide. Even if Aladdin dint show Alice always did her best thinking at the club.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>22-01-2021, 22:22:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/800779215648981002/800798466560491590/Screenshot_20210118-133124_Instagram.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Jafar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15701871#msg15701871)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Mayors Office</em><br><br><hr><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Off in the darkest corner of the lightless room, a glint shone at the mention of his name. A toothy cheshires grin beamed in the corner and a thin wisp of a man stood from a plush, comfortable armchair. A voice as deep as darkness itself cut through to his companion. <strong>"Whomever you send, it ought not to be that Ursula woman."</strong> A metallic clink signaled him stepping closer into the light. The face of a devastatingly handsome man came into view and the glasses that sat firmly on the bridge of his nose reflected the measly light hanging over the large oak desk. <br><br><strong>"However. I may have some connections if you wish to lead the fish to water."</strong> Pulling from the front of his vest a golden pocket watch emblazoned by the sigil of a bright red bird, Jafars obsidian gaze evaluated the time before clicking the ornate timepiece closed and redepositing it back into its place. <strong>"A pleasure as always, Mayor. Now, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I've got some work to do."</strong></div> <br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>22-01-2021, 22:45:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://alchetron.com/cdn/tiah-delaney-4e2d804d-bbef-405a-b2eb-bc5bde1295c-resize-750.jpeg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Merida DunBroch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710901#msg15710901)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Embellished Purple Shell Bra (https://i.redd.it/mcthl5skbz551.jpg) &amp; Vibrant Green Silicone Mermaid Tail (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cc/1b/68/cc1b68bf4c55669e85d4b1caed6d879c.jpg)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide VIP Pool<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br>Swimming laps was normally something Merida considered leisure but, the weight of the silicone tail keeping her legs glued together proved to make the task more of a workout. Though, it was likely also intentional to cause her to swim more slowly through the water, prolonging the time that the patrons of the club could watch her form. <br><br>Still, a workout was a workout and even she needed a breather sometimes. <br><br>Approaching a visibly vacant edge of the pool, Merida folded her arms and rest her head there to catch her breath. High-end leather shoes stepped into her view and Merida cast her gaze upwards to the dark-skinned man. His accent was intriguing though, Merida was certain people could say the same about hers. <br><br><strong>"I am doing well, thank you,"</strong> she responded politely, giving the man a smile before leaning back from the waters edge. She did not move away but rather submerged hair into the water for just a moment. <strong>"Though, I might give you a word of caution in talking with me too long. From where I come from, I can bring you nothing but bad luck. Certainly you don't want to take such a risk."</strong> <br><br>The words were teasing and, if that were not clear enough, Merida submerged herself fully, swimming an elaborate lap in the pool before returning to where the man was. After all, this sort of flirtation was exactly why she could come and go as she pleased. It was just part of the job.<br><br><strong>"I see a little danger doesn't scare you away. Might I know your name?"</strong> A dainty wet hand came out of the water and was extended in greeting for him to take.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>25-01-2021, 10:05:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 7am<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heathrow Airport heading to Tartarus.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br><br>Home.<br><br>He'd spent the majority of his return flight aboard his private jet in silent contemplation. His assistant knew well enough the look that had darkened those almond brown, nearly golden colored eyes and to leave him alone. Perhaps it was the looming Holiday's that were fast approaching and the fact he was returning home that his thoughts had drifted as they did. Those who had worked for him the longest knew he would grow a bit distracted this time of year, even if they never did learn why and their boss had never openly shared details. Despite his demeanor, it was the busy season and Aidon always ensured that the places he had carved out for himself would stay firing on all cylinders. As the jet touched down, shuttling its way to the designated spot, Aidon finally stood and gave a small stretch before retrieving his jacket and smoothing his suit out. Once all had been settled, he departed the jet and stepped out to inhale that crisp cold morning air before heading down the steps.<br><br>There was a car waiting for him, as he approached a single figure, familiar to him and nearly always darkening his shadow, stepped out passed him only briefly as he opened the door.&nbsp; The man was slightly taller that Aidon, head cleanly shaven and moved with a militant purpose. Stepping to the side, "<strong>Mr. Thorne</strong>." is all that he would say in a hushed politeness. Ducking to get inside, he paused mid duck only briefly to shoot a look at the bodyguard. Nothing was said, but the figure waiting on Aidon simply just cracked the smallest of smiles at the corners of his lips. Slipping into the car, belting himself in as the rest of the entourage would get ready they would finally depart and head back to his home.<br><br>He wasn't a native though, and in that regardless of the world he had carved out for himself he never truly felt as if he belonged but that didn't mean there wasn't a level of comfort drawn from being back on familiar ground. Perhaps he would stop his driver somewhere to grab a bite to eat. Maybe even try something new...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>25-01-2021, 20:27:21</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Merida<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><strong><em>&nbsp; ‘You most certainly are.’ </em> </strong>The idea going through his head right about now as he leaned forward and squatted in front of her. The smile from her, was most welcome.&nbsp; Then she dunked herself and came back up which caused him to lick his lips at the time, enjoying the crimson maid that came out of the water for him.&nbsp; <br><br>“I like to think I make my own luck madame, from dice to cards to other games of…chance.” &nbsp;He licked his lips letting his dark gaze wash over her.&nbsp; "I am certain that you are wrong Ms…?” &nbsp;He said asking her name at this time.&nbsp; He watched as she swam away making sure his eyes were on her the entire time.&nbsp; The gesture alone made him smirk, not that she was attention seeking but there was still that part of her that maybe enjoyed his presence.<br><br>“I am not scared by much Chere, it is simply the life we live and something might scare one, dat others wouldn’t dream of being afraid of Non?”&nbsp; He let his light French accent show up from time to time.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Theodore Facilier, I am a transplant from Nawlins, Louisiana.”&nbsp; He said quite proud of his roots to be honestly, he took her hand and kissed it affectionately.&nbsp; “A pleasure!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>26-01-2021, 00:42:02</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 4AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Merida<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Theo had been given his marching orders for the night and it was to him to get information from the red vixen.&nbsp; He wasn’t against being used in this manner he was surely one clearly about information.&nbsp; So the idea that the woman here had information that he needed and would be important to be able to get that particular vault.&nbsp; <br><br>He watched her speaking to the Ken-doll but he wasn’t nearly offended.&nbsp; If that was her preference when she could partake of some deep dark chocolate then so be it.&nbsp; He could see the glow of those lovely eyes and the flaming tendrils that seemed to call to him and he was the moth and he didn’t like it and yet he continued to approach.<br><br>“I certainly hope that is good with the way you are eating lovely lass.&nbsp; You look different out of the tail that most definitely a change, being a mermaid and all you definitely have some nice legs.” &nbsp;He teased. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>26-01-2021, 08:08:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> 'Beautiful You' beauty parlor <strong>&gt;&gt;</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br><br>“Oh Snow, you did it again, it looks so perfect” The teenage girl gushed “Everyone at Grandpa’s Christmas party is going to be so envious”<br><br>“I’m delighted you like it” Snow White replied, tenderly smiling as the young girl rose from the beauty chair to turn and face Snow “Isn’t it just a pinch early for a Christmas party though… I mean, it is December, but December has just begun”<br><br>“Oh there will be numerous parties in my family, so everyone makes sure to start scheduling them as soon as December begins and making sure everyone can get to everyone’s party”<br><br>“Well, that’s at least thoughtful” Snow White replied genuinely “Well, I hope you have a great time tonight, Lorelei”<br><br>“Thanks! I’ll pass out a bunch of your business cards too!” The girl chirped happily, bouncing out of the salon with happiness in her steps “Bye Snow!”<br><br>“Nice girl” Snow White murmured sweetly as she turned to begin putting all the beauty utensils she’d used back into their proper place… a moment later, the cellphone in her apron began to buzz “Hm? Now who might that be…”<br><br>Fishing the phone from her pocket, Snow White answered it with her usual kind and genuine good nature “Hello? Snow White Waldeck speaking, how may I help you?”<br><br>“Oh Snow, thank goodness you answered! I have a dire emergency!” The frantic voice on the other end gushed.<br><br>“What… Mrs. Myles? What is wrong?” Snow White replied, a touch of concern entering her features “Are you alright?”<br><br>“Oh darling, it’s terrible! The stylist at the resorts salon, she made a mess of my poor hair!” Mrs. Myles wailed miserably “I thought it would just be easier to get my hair done here, when my conference is supposed to be happening here, I thought it would save time! But… but… my hair!”<br><br>“Okay, okay… Mrs. Myles, breath, relax… it’s going to be okay… I will rush right down to you and we’ll fix this” Snow White reassured her, keeping her tone comforting and soothing “Which resort are you at? I’ll be right there before you know it”<br><br>“Oh Snow White, sweetheart, you are an angel of mercy!” Mrs. Myles sobbed gratefully “I am at the Tartarus resort, suite 45. I will call the desk to expect you. Thank you so much, honey!”<br><br>“Of course! It was you that helped me figure everything out when I first came to England, I’d do anything for you, Mrs. Myles!” Snow White responded warmly “You sit tight, I’m leaving the salon right now”<br><br>Hanging up the phone, Snow White looked over at her number 1 assistant, at the same time, grabbing her emergency beauty bag from her personal station “Jill, you are in charge until I return, I am off on a big emergency. It’s Mrs. Myles and if I don’t go now, she’ll walk into a big meeting looking like a lawnmower got into a fight with her head and won”<br><br>Jill bit back a smirk at the witty analogy and nodded “Alright, you can count on me!”<br><br><br><br>15 minutes later, a little speeding and two red lights run… thankfully without police seeing, although she felt terribly guilty regardless… Snow White made it to the Tartarus resort and allowed the valet to park her car, while she hustled her ass inside as if the devil were on her heels.<br><br>She hurried to the desk, refraining from running and gave the lady behind it a kind but breathless smile “I’m here to see Mrs. Loraina Myles, she’s expecting me. I am Snow White Waldeck”<br><br>“Snow White? Like the high end stylist and daughter of the late aristocrat Klaus Waldeck… that Snow White?” The secretary said, her eyes widening a little bit in a twinge of excitement “Yes, Mrs. Myles did say to expect a guest… terrible thing that happened in our salon… Mr. Throne is going to be furious when he learns of this happening to one of his important guests… go on ahead, I’ll phone Mrs. Myles and let her know you are here”<br><br>“Thank you!” Snow White called back, already pushing away from the desk, to hurry on quick footed steps towards the elevator “Coming through, got an emergency and limited time!”<br><br>Near the desk, a man in a suit was raising a cellphone to his ear “Mr. Thorne? You know that incident at the salon with that big business woman, Loraina Myles? Well, you’ll never guess who she summoned here to save her disheveled head… I’m sure you’ve seen her around town, beautiful thing she is… none other than Snow White Waldeck… she really is true to her name too, as fair as fresh fallen snow”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>26-01-2021, 09:46:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 11am<br><strong>Location:</strong> Pulling up to Tartarus<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br><br>A quiet breakfast had followed the introspective silent morning. None of the personal that had accompanied him had said much of anything to him, beyond acknowledgement of his direction. Breakfast itself hadn't been anything worth making much mention of, but fast greasy diner styled breakfast was typically that way and it wasn't as if the little dive he had his driver take him to was anywhere fancy. Still it had hit the spot and now he was leaned back staring up at the roof of his vehicle. While the meal had satisfied him, to say it had lightened his mood would in this moment wrong. His phone back on and routing calls from those in the higher management back to him he had gotten the notification that his resort had started the season falling fully flat right onto their face. Sure, things had been tended to and the patron had been compensated by the management staff but it put him in certain sort of state.<br><br><br>Opening his mouth to speak, his was silenced as the inner breast pocket of his jacket hummed. A small sigh escaped him inside of words as he tugged his iPhone free his pocket. Golden orbs narrowing and fixing onto the Caller ID before answering.<br><br>"Yes, go ahead William. What happened now?" he responded to his Operation Manager in his rough baritone that seemed to currently more growl the words than speak them. His accent was unmistakably Grecian, but it was bastardized with various American slang and dialect, a hold over from his life before rising to power but after having been outcast. A small smirk curled up onto the corners of his lips only briefly what he heard, waiting until full briefed he would just simply respond. "Ensure that Ms. Waldeck is paid by us, fully for her services and extra from the inconvenience for having to make the trip at such short notice along with her travel. Do me the favor of ensuring Mrs. Myles is made aware, would you?" he would add before disconnecting the call. Tucking his phone away, he had briefly considered using the phone to get an eye on the woman that had clearly blown away his staff member with her beauty, he opted to wait however and see her first hand with his own eyes. Ensuring that his staff foot the bill would at least ensure that his plan to meet her would have a greater chance.<br><br>His personal assistant said nothing, but the looming figure sitting close at hand turned his head over as he regarded Aidon, "Mr. Thorne, a spot of good news then I take it?"<br><br>Turning his gaze to the window, "Opportunity perhaps. I'll need you to do a few things once we arrive and look into somethings for me." He replied a bit distractedly, though it was different from earlier as wheels turned in those almond eyes, dancing with a calculated yet merry gleam.<br><br>"Mrs. Myles satisfied then?" The figure responded, his accept crisp and definitely British but bereft of any sort of emotion.<br><br>"Maybe? I can't say for sure, but I'm sure that she will be. I'll have to meet her in person, of course, but I'm more interested in who came to her rescue. Like I said, opportunity." Those golden eyes shifted back to his personal assistance, "Arrange that meeting, see what best works for Mrs. Myles schedule." <br><br>Pulling up, he would exit the vehicle while his staff immediately gathered his luggage and carry on. Turning to his bodyguard, "Smile, we're home." he would say with no such smile of his own. Leaning in close, "Charon, I'll text you what I need you to find out about little miss Snow White later." he would say in a hushed whisper before turning and heading in. His operating manager wasn't wrong in the slightest, he had heard of her and her family but what little he knew he was already eager to learn more. Brisk steps of a man with a purpose carried him forward, even if he knew he would be resigned to waiting until Snow White had made right what his own salon staff had blundered.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>26-01-2021, 10:31:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:50 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br><br>Placing the scentless hairspray down on on the vanity desk, Snow White took a step back and looked over her handiwork, she was quite serious about always making sure that Mrs. Myles always got the very best from her. <br><br>This woman took the scared sixteen year old under wing all those years ago, paid to get the mother of all restraining orders against Snow White’s stepmother, all the while becoming Snow White’s legal guardian in order to protect her from being hauled kicking and screaming back to Germany.<br><br>Yes. Mrs. Myles was everything to Snow White. <br><br>Her life was happy because of the older woman… Snow White’s only regret is the fact that she was unable to prove her stepmother’s guilt… not to mention… everything instinct Snow White had, told her to stay as far away from her stepmother as possible if she wanted to keep her own life.<br><br>“Snow, darling… oh thank you!” Mrs. Myles gushed, bringing Snow White back into the here and now “It’s a little bit shorter than I prefer, but that was unavoidable after what that woman downstairs did to my hair… you’ve taken a trainwreck and make it elegant and classy!”<br><br>“I am glad you are happy” Snow White said with a warm smile “I hope you won’t hold it against Tartarus either… from what I hear, their reputation is usually very good… I imagine this woman responsible for the hair-mishap must have been new. I am certain the owner of the resort will make certain she is dealt with and amends are made”<br><br>“Oh honey, you are too kind…” Mrs. Myles replied, stepping towards Snow White with a motherly smile “Sometimes baby, I fear you might be too pure for this world… but then, that’s why so many people adore you”<br><br>Snow White stepped in to give Mrs. Myles a soft hug “I love you too, Mrs. Myles… now you hurry along, I believe you’ve got less than ten minutes left to get into that conference room before the meeting begins”<br><br>“You are quite right, my dearest Snow White” Mrs. Myles chirped, in a far better mood now “I’ll be off. I’ve been told the resort wants to issue you the payment for your services. Check in with the desk before you go, darling”<br><br>With that, the older woman was off, with Snow White trailing leisurely behind her out the door… she smiled warmly as she watched Mrs. Myles moved quickly down the hall and turn a corner out of&nbsp; sight… she then going the opposite way to where the elevator was, her beauty kit clutched softly in her hands in front of her.<br><br>“Well, no calls from Jill the whole time I was gone, so I guess everything has been going just fine” Snow White murmured with a cheery smile as she stepped into the elevator as the doors slid open.<br><br>At the bottom on the ground floor, when the doors slid open and the raven haired beauty emerged, the lady at the desk waved at her softly “Ms. Waldeck, all finished with Mrs. Myles?”<br><br>“Yes, she is looking much better now and I would say, is a whole world happier” Snow White replied with a warm inviting smile as she approached the desk “I was told to come here for payment”<br><br>“Yes! I have it here!” The lady responded cheerfully, passing Snow White a black check with gold writing printed upon it “Thank you for rescuing the reputation of Tartarus, Ms. Waldeck. Have a Merry Christmas!”<br><br>“You too” Snow White responded, giving the lady one last smile, before she turned away to begin heading towards the foyer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>26-01-2021, 15:52:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Nearing 12pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> All over Tartarus but ending up in the main lobby, waiting...<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br><br>Was right in his assessment that when he had arrived Snow White would have already begun working on Mrs. Myles and in such got to task variously, checking the key leaders in the others levels of his operation while making his way slowly towards the resort salon itself. Things might have been made right, or at least mended to the best that they could. He doubted Mrs. Myles would ever use the resort salon again and even then in idle passing might mention while the rest of his establishment was top notch, the predicament that the salon had put her in. Charon at least at the moment did not tail behind him, instead having slipped off elsewhere to carry out task. He did greet those of his guests he would pass idly, welcoming them and thanking them for their patronage. The salon staff however, waited with anticipation as his movement was long since called over to the manager that he was arriving.<br><br>Stepping in, his eyes would shift as he looked about critically. From layout to employee, that golden gaze blanketed everything all without missing a step before stopping in front of the manager. Gesturing, as if to invite them to the back office he would still not stop, only when he reached the door and opened it did he turn and look expectantly. His staff manager quickly followed on heel, stepping in as he just shut the door behind the both of them. Taking a seat in one of the regular chairs, he further gestured to have the manager take a seat behind their desk and only once both of them had settled did he finally speak.<br><br>"Now, what's done is done. You know it, I know it and the staff likely already knows it. I've already been given the initial report and I know the agent responsible is a somewhat new hire that had <em>quite</em> the recommendation and CV." The manager opened her mouth to speak but he raised a hand, politely as if to indicate he was not finished. "Normally I'd like the Resort Manager to finish the report, but I want you to do it and I've already given direction that the employees involved are not to be fired."<br><br>While there might have been a small sigh of relief that escaped as they stayed sitting there trapped in that burning intensity of his smoldering golden eyes. "Miss Allison, you will need to understand that I hold you responsible for this, you were in charge of assignments and now a very valuable patron may never use these services again and while the rest of Tartarus remains incident free..." he tilted his head to the side leaving a bit unspoken as he rose once more back up to his feet. "You will ensure our newest hire is up to the challenge and if not ensure they are trained and the rest of the current staff to prevent any sort of conversation like this again." Straightening his suit, he didn't threaten her or the staff or any of the other leaders but it hung like a heavy fog that another such blunder that brought him here now would perhaps not be so pleasant the next time.<br><br>With that, he just turned and moved to leave. "I expect the report to find its way to my desk by the end of the week. No rush and plenty of time to ensure that it is done properly with all the details and the action plans laid out." Closing the door behind him, he made his way back to the lobby as he had received word that Ms. Waldeck had finished and was heading to collect her payment.<br><br>His timing at least had been perfect, catching her from the back as he just watched her collect her payment. It spoke volumes to him that she didn't even so much as seem to really glance at what she had been paid. Granted, his establishment had a reputation so doubtlessly she would be safe in the knowledge they were not going to stiff her for work done but still, he'd worked with many whose very first action would be to check the check. Seeing her turn, he caught himself actually holding his breath as that ruby red smile seemed to just further warm the room. Pushing off from one of the pillars he moved to intercept her, "Ms. Waldeck." he said only once within range, his piercing golden gaze locked onto her own light sky blue eyes, "I understand it is you I have to thank for coming on such short notice to aid a very dear patron of ours." He was certainly taller than the younger woman that was before him and in such stayed far enough back to give her personal space and to not /loom/ over her. "I wonder, perhaps as a measure of personal thanks if you would care to join me for lunch?" He offered easily, a small smile curled at the corners of his lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-01-2021, 01:57:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:50 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aidon Thorne, closed. Aidon text highlighted in <strong>red</strong><br><br><br><br><hr><br><br>Snow White cast her light blue eyes to the side as she felt a powerful presence crackling in the air near her… it was then that she saw him making a beeline towards her... tall, his body built with lean toned muscle, his face chiseled and manly… but beautiful at the same time… he wore a very fine looking suit, she’d wager the price of the one suit alone could very well mirror the rent of her salon and luxury apartment combined.<br><br>He did look damn good in it though, she’d give him that.<br><br>Those eyes though… there was something about his gold eyes that spoke of power… such intensity… she got the feeling instantly that not many, if any, ever crossed this man.<br><br><strong>"Ms. Waldeck."<br></strong><br>He knew her? Well… perhaps it wasn’t that unusual, she was flitting around town quite a bit, perhaps she might have briefly met him in passing once… though given his look and vibe, she felt like she would have remembered if this was the case…<br><br>“Yes?” She responded, giving him a slight inquisitive tilt of her head “Can I help you, sir?”<br><br><strong>"I understand it is you I have to thank for coming on such short notice to aid a very dear patron of ours." <br></strong><br>Oh! So he worked here? Wait… that suit… the powerful intensity of his gaze… logic dictated to Snow White that this could only be Aidon Thorne… the owner…<br><br>“Uh, yes…” She murmured, caught off guard a little… she hadn’t expected to be intercepted by Aidon Thorne of all people here.<br><br><strong>"I wonder, perhaps as a measure of personal thanks if you would care to join me for lunch?"<br></strong><br>Okay… now that definitely took the young woman for surprise… did Aidon Thorne just ask her out?<br><br>No… no… it didn’t mean anything like that… he was merely expressing gratitude… nothing to get all nervous about…<br><br>He smiled at her… a small little almost flirtatious sort of smile…<br><br>Would Jill be upset if she didn’t come right back?<br><br>“Well… I did leave my head assistant in charge… but then again, she’s been asking for more responsibility…” Snow White murmured thoughtfully “Um… let me just call her real quick and let her know…”<br><br>She offered him a lovely polite smile before she stepped away a little for a bit of privacy, fishing her phone out of her small black handbag… she went into her contacts for Jill’s number as she questioned her own impulsive decision… but it was just lunch… nothing more thank a means of saying thank you… right? Of course it was, to think otherwise would be just silly.<br><br>“Hello?”<br><br>“Jill, hey… Can I ask a favor? I’ve been invited on a sort of business lunch with Aidon Thorne in response to the emergency handled today… can you handle captaining the salon till I return?” Snow White spoke softly, trying to remain discreet “I’ll decline if you do not feel ready to be on your own with a crew to manage for so long”<br><br>“Aidon Thorne?! I’ve seen pictures of him in magazines! He’s so hot!” Jill gushed excitedly “ You go on that date immediately or I’ll never forgive you!”<br><br>“It’s not a date… it’s just business…” Snow White grumbled bashfully as a light blush crept to her fair creamy flesh “But… alright, if you’ll be okay, then I will go”<br><br>“Tell me everything when you get back! Now scoot, don’t keep that delicious hunk of man waiting! Heaven knows you could do with a bit of dating!” Jill commanded “Plenty have tried asking you, but you never say yes. Been here two years and never seen a boyfriend come to pick you up! Have fun!”<br><br>Snow White wasn’t able to speak one more word before Jill hung up, muttering instead to no one “It’s not a date…”<br><br>With a deep breath to steady her nerves, she turned and made her way back to Aidon with a welcoming smile “Looks like I’m free to attend”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>27-01-2021, 05:44:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Nearing 12pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Main Lobby<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck text will be in blue.| Closed </span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br><br>Observed her closely from that first ponderance as to whom might have just approached, to that stark and sudden realization that it was the owner of the establishment itself. He perhaps should have introduced himself first, most polite society would have required and expected such, but from that small breach of etiquette he got to see her honest reaction to the situation suddenly swirling around her. That small smirk that devilishly played at the corners of his lips hadn't changed in the least as he listened to her quietly murmur, perhaps more to herself than any sort of answer to him yet.<br><br>“Well… I did leave my head assistant in charge… but then again, she’s been asking for more responsibility…” only when she directly addressed him did he in turn respond, "Um… let me just call her real quick and let her know…”, nodding in polite acquiescence to her request of calling her employee.<br><br>He respected her privacy of course, though enjoyed a much closer glimpse at those cherry painted lips of hers curling up into even a polite returned smile for him before she stepped away, but it didn't mean he wasn't watching her like a hawk. Not as if he was testing her, but the very fact that she had considered her employees first above all spoke volumes to Aidon about her character and the sort of person that she was. Of course, a very cynical hard part of him whispered how it had to have been an act of sorts, no one in this world was so warm, kind and thoughtful. It only further added to his interest, to know and learn more...and if possible to unfairly fluster her again. <br><br>Seeing her turn back around and return with that warming smile, his own lips curled upwards ever just slightly more as that smirk turned smile, his head ever just so slightly cocking to the side as if to await the verdict. "“Looks like I’m free to attend.”<br><br>"Most excellent, and it seems we are already both dressed for it as well." Stepping to her side, he would gesture towards the single elevator that had no traffic going in or coming out, "and I feel I must apologize for not introducing myself, I'm Aidon Thorne and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." he would finally properly announce who he was in spite of well knowing that she already knew. There was a part of him, tempted to place his hand on the small of her back and help guide her with him but instead he much more simply offered his arm to escort her. His offer of lunch hadn't come impromptu, he'd already taken measures after dealing with the salon and the resort chef was awaiting their arrival whether he had a guest or not. Of course, dinner was the restaurant's shining star but the lunch he expected would be no less enjoyable. As if a matter of timing, when he turned to face that elevator and had pointed to it being where they would be heading, the doors just opened as if awaiting them.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-01-2021, 09:00:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:50 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aidon Thorne, closed. Aidon text highlighted in <strong>red</strong><br><br><br><br><hr><br><strong>"Most excellent, and it seems we are already both dressed for it as well." <br></strong><br>Snow White glanced down at her attire… she honestly thought her dress what a little bit on the simple side, which was good for work, but then again, the sheer stockings and her classy heeled boots did do a bit to dress the outfit up some.<br><br>However… her outfit paled in comparison to the glamour of his own.<br><br><strong>"And I feel I must apologize for not introducing myself, I'm Aidon Thorne and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." <br></strong><br>“Yes, I realized that just before you extended the invitation… your suit gave you away mostly… Anyway, you know me already, but for the sake of propriety... I am Snow White, Snow White Waldeck, my friends often call me Snow” She replied… that was a half truth… but she wasn’t about to confess to a man she’d known all of five minutes that his eyes had actually told her more than his clothing had. She didn’t want him to mistake it for flirting or something else embarrassing.<br><br>He looked for a split second like he was tempted to move in closer to her, but opted instead to extend his elbow to her in a gentlemanly offer to escort her in a proper and respectable manner… part of her, though she couldn’t contemplate why, couldn’t help but feel like she ought to be hightailing it out of this resort like rabid dogs were nipping at her heels… but the more logical side of her rationalized that this was utterly&nbsp; ridiculous and Aidon Thorne had done absolutely zero to chase her off. <br><br>She was just nervous… after all, it wasn’t every single day you found yourself being taken to lunch by an insanely hot man with charisma to spare. That had to be it, it made a lot more sense.<br><br>Beating down the small illogical sliver of herself, Snow White stepped forward and gingerly slipped her arm through his, giving him an polite and ladylike smile “Lead the way”<br><br><br><br>William stayed back by the desk observing as he often did… Snow White… figures a face like hers and a smile that sweet would entice Mr. Thorne to invite her to sit with him for a meal… but what was the real motive? William knew him well enough to know that Aidon didn’t extend meal invitations just to say thanks… no, he usually wanted something… but what did he want from Snow White?<br><br>“Betting one way or another, for whatever reason, we’ll be seeing more of Ms. Waldeck… Mr. Thorne looked quite taken with her” murmured Janice dreamily, the lady behind the desk “I wonder if they’ll start dating or something… oh William, can you imagine it? What an attractive couple they would make! And you know… Mr. Thorne is gonna be needing an heir sooner or later, to inherit everything after he’s gone…”<br><br>“Honestly, Janice… I don’t know… Thorne is definitely interested, but then… what heterosexual man with a functional pecker wouldn’t look at Snow White with an interest…” William mused softly, “We just have to wait and see what happens, it’s much too early to be making assumptions. Now, get back to work, I have my own orders to handle while Mr. Thorne is busy with his guest”<br><br>Janice rolled her eyes and leaned back over towards her computer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>28-01-2021, 17:13:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/9cf7e97a737506057165a9c9fc132a0c/tumblr_ozewrahlw41u3fakdo2_1280.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> Jafar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15701871#msg15701871)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately Noon<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Tartarus</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mr. Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041), Ms. Waldeck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608) <br><br><hr><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Metallic doors glided open with ease and Jafars otherwise dark eyes seemed to shimmer with excitement at the vision before him. Porcelain skin of perfection glistened with the wonderment of a fresh snowfall decorated by the blanket of black silk that flowed behind the woman. The loveliest shade of crimson painted her shapely lips and clung to her feminine shape in the dress she wore. She was unmistakable and an absolute vision to behold. <br><br><strong>"Ms. Waldeck. A pleasure to see you, as always."</strong> His tanned hand was extended forward to receive her own should she deposit it there for his greeting. After a moment, Jafar broke his gaze to her companion instead. <br><br><strong>"Mr. Thorne. Forgive me, I had no idea you would be entertaining such delightful company this afternoon. Perhaps when you are more available we could discuss business."</strong> A debonair smile spread across his lips as he referred back to Snow, looking at her but still addressing Aidon. <strong>"It seems you have your hands full at the moment."</strong> <br><br>A bit of a dance as Jafar swapped places with the pair, noting how Snows grip almost tightened onto Aidon as Jafar brushed past her. A courteous tilt of his head in their direction was all he offered as the elevator separated them, sending Jafar on his way and leaving the pair to their lunch plans. Tapping his elongated fingers along the snakes head of his walking cane, Jafars kind smile in the confines of the elevator curled into something much more sinister.</div> <br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>29-01-2021, 18:07:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Nearing 12pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Main Lobby<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck, Jafar | Closed </span> <br><br><hr><hr><br>"Mr. Jafar." Aidon acknowledged curtly and politely as he spoke giving a very small nod of his head as his hawkish gaze settled in upon him. Adding only briefly before he took his leave, "Ensure you get with my Resort Manager William, he'll see to it that when my hands are free that we can talk business." Turning his head and eyes once more upon the lovely young woman, he would gently urge her with him now towards his private elevator while Jafar seemed to perhaps have business elsewhere slipping into another. An intensely private man, Aidon did nothing to disclose or reveal any sort of further connection between Jafar and himself but instead focused on that of his guest and what had awaited them.<br><br>That wasn't to say that the brief appearance of Jafar didn't send his mind into a brief contemplative spiral, wondering why he hadn't been notified of his arrival or what sort of business that he meant to talk about. Jarfar being here on the exact day that he returned back to the city was definitely not a coincidence. But, he always was slippery and secretive so Aidon would just have to wait and see later exactly what it was.<br><br>"So Ms. Waldeck, you must have been very close to arrive as quickly as you did to aid Mrs. Myles. You live or work around here?" his question offhanded and easy but information about this singularly unique and seemingly pure winter rose struck him as a must. Even now, he was pleased that he had already tasked Charon with learning all that he could about her. He didn't however press at the moment her own familiarity with the figure that had come and gone like a dark cloud looming, as that would potentially press into his own relationship with.<br><br>Inside of his own private elevator though, one of the security staff did wait for their arrival, standing off to the side and harder to see as that trained gaze was leveled and swept over the main lobby like a stalwart sentinel. The style of his suit however, was purposefully more in line with Aidon's than anything else. There were multiple layers of security that kept watch over Aidon's holdings after all, from his more personal protection detail of which this man was, and Charon led to that of the standard badged employee that while still immaculately dressed, the mere sight of announced their role.<br><br>Crossing that thresh-hold the private security would say, "Ma'am, Mr. Thorne." before just pressing one of the buttons near the top and letting those doors close as the elevator zipped upwards toward the Resort's Restaurant, "The Morning Fields" It was well known and well panned, notable guests that stayed often proclaimed how the staff cooked their meal to perfection and just how the liked it, all part of that ever present lure to help keep those patrons coming back. Like many things when it came to Aidon’s business, there was far more going on behind the scenes than many would have suspected or even been able to easily see even when it came to something as simple as the meals that were served, and how they achieved that cooked just to their guests tastes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>29-01-2021, 19:24:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://image.shutterstock.com/image-vector/man-silhouette-icon-question-mark-260nw-192704531.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> The Mayor<br><strong>Location</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Time\Day</strong> 1st December, just after midnight<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Esmeralda, (M) Jafar<br><br>.<strong>"Whomever you send, it ought not to be that Ursula woman."</strong> came the silken response from the man as he stepped forwards into the light. This elected a dark chuckle from the mayor "Indeed, she would not be suitable for that particular catch." <strong>"However. I may have some connections if you wish to lead the fish to water." </strong> Jafar continued then he pulled a watch from his pocket and consulted it&nbsp; <strong>"A pleasure as always, Mayor. Now, if you'll excuse me, it seems that I've got some work to do."</strong> the Mayor waited until the man had gone before opening a draw and pulling out a rather thick file. <br><br>"As if I want one of Jafar's spent pets, when I have my very own Emerald" for a final time that night the person reached for the phone and dialled "Hello Emerald. Now now young lady there is no need for that attitude at all! Remember I own your pretty little skin. Or would you like you dirty little secret known to all?!.......that's better. Now dear I have a special task I want you to complete. Go to this address, there you will find a young lady innocent as a babe in arms teach her the meaning of Christmas."
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>29-01-2021, 21:13:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://i2.wp.com/atthecooltable.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/148259_2301.jpg?fit=1600%2C1067&amp;ssl=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alexander (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15718031#msg15718031)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Union suit (https://canary.contestimg.wish.com/api/webimage/5dd10e65f7921e338e3ce3e2-3-large.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out in the night making ends meet<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Alexander and Ms. Lindell had come to an arrangement and he was not nearly against that.&nbsp; He was sure whatever they had agreed to had been over drugs and…comfort.&nbsp; He was never against a little southern comfort and he found himself in his old habits, nothing too strong as he still needed to be sharp but they often found solace in the touch of one another, save for those occasional days she took it upon herself to make sure he didn’t turn his head, which meant that whoever he was turning his head for…was with them close by, even he had to say those were very welcomed nights and he made it a point to say… ‘Thank you’, in a number of ways.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;&lt;&lt;Night cap, you are asking like that is a real question rather than simply telling me where to meet you instead. Yes, I can be at that location in 10….Make that 15 mins.&nbsp; Ok ½ hr it is&gt;&gt;<br><br>&nbsp; He said as he heard sirens right then, <em>‘he still needed to stay a chop ahead of the hitmen.‘</em>&nbsp; He did a double turn and took off in a different direction over a bridge and back into the city, he always used his bike as it was easier.&nbsp; Even when they called out the bike group of their own he was already hidden. He swapped out his bike, for the car having made an easy switch, and was now headed to the Riptide.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He pulled on his jacket as if he had been wearing it the whole time, tweed, blue shirt, khaki pants, and brown shoes and he walked in not looking like he had just made a deal for a quarter-million dollars.&nbsp; He moved to the bar.&nbsp; “Screwdriver…’eavy on da screw.” &nbsp;He said thinking he needed to practice more on making his accent go away.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>31-01-2021, 07:56:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:50 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aidon Thorne, Jafar. Aidon text highlighted in <strong>red</strong>. Jafar text highlighted in <strong>orange</strong><br><br><br><br><hr><br>As Snow White looked over towards the resort’s sliding front doors, she noticed a man approaching them, dark brown hair arranged in sophisticated style with a well maintained thick beard without even a single hint of grey, his eyes were dark and intense… and staring straight at her… she knew this man mostly by reputation, he was supposed to be exceptionally good at his job, they’d met a couple times before, but always in passing around town and any verbal exchanges never lasted for more than a few minutes at a time.<br><br>To be honest, Jafar was quite a mystery… it seemed no one really too much about his past… heck, no one could even tell you his last name! The guy was seriously that tight lipped.<br><br>Those eyes those… it wasn’t often you saw a gaze with such a tangible presence… she could actually FEEL his eyes slowly skimming over her, drinking her in… she wasn’t sure if she should be weirded out or flattered… it was tough to make that kind of judgment call about such a mysterious guy.<br><br><strong>"Ms. Waldeck. A pleasure to see you, as always." <br></strong><br>As Jafar extended his hand for hers, the good manners of a high born young lady her father raised her to have forbade her from showing good etiquette in public… she gingerly placed her delicate hand into his larger palm “The pleasure is mine, Jafar. I pray the day has found you well”<br><br><strong>"Mr. Thorne. Forgive me, I had no idea you would be entertaining such delightful company this afternoon. Perhaps when you are more available we could discuss business." <br></strong><br><strong>"Mr. Jafar."</strong><br><br>To be perfectly honest, Snow White could without a doubt say that absolutely nobody could have predicted the days events when they got up this morning, but here they were… <br><br><strong>"Ensure you get with my Resort Manager William, he'll see to it that when my hands are free that we can talk business."<br></strong><br>He had a very charming smile though… but then again, it was said by many a wise man that great charisma could be the greatest way to disguise what wise men also called ‘a snake in the grass’...<br><br>So… what was Jafar? Charismatic and charming? Or a snake? The curious part of her couldn’t help but think about it and wonder.<br><br><strong>"It seems you have your hands full at the moment."<br></strong><br>Now that made Snow White lifted one elegantly shaped brow in question… now just what exactly was that supposed to imply… nothing inappropriate she would hope.<br><br>She was him with those curious sky blue eyes as Jafar gracefully brushed past the pair and made his way into the elevator… as the doors closed, Snow White felt the strangest sensation of foreboding creep over her… what was that all about? How odd.<br><br><strong>"So Ms. Waldeck, you must have been very close to arrive as quickly as you did to aid Mrs. Myles. You live or work around here?" <br></strong><br>“Please, you may call me Snow White… or Snow if you would like, I don’t mind” Snow White replied with a lovely smile as Aidon guided her towards another elevator, the doors shutting softly and up they went… but if Snow White was being truthful, the elevator ride was so smooth that she could scarcely tell it was moving at all “And yes, my salon isn’t too far away from here, not exactly a hop and a skip, but quite close. When Loraina called, I had to drop everything and rush right over… I would do anything for Loraina Myles, after everything she has done for me… but anyway, that Jafar guy, I’m curious, you don’t happen to know any of the more personal details about that guy, do you? Majority of people I’ve ever heard his name from, they don’t really know a whole lot about him beyond his work reputation”<br><br>The elevator gave a soft ping soft before the doors silently slid open, to reveal the elegant and posh restaurant entrance… and the smells she caught, delightful!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>31-01-2021, 18:30:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Around Noon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Main Lobby<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck in blue | Closed </span> <br><br><hr><hr><br><br>Aidon didn't dwell on the arrival of Jafar or what business might have carried him here. From Jafar's own words alone it may have been exactly just to speak with Aidon. If Jafar had been surprised to see that he was currently occupied entaining a guest, Aidon was in truth no less surprised at his own action. The offer, like most of his, had various layers suiting his needs, wants though mainly to sate his growing curiosity about the young woman currently holding onto his arm even as they rose up in the elevator. Regardless, the day was certainly growing interesting and at least he had grown distracted from the earlier thoughts that had plaqued him. As Snow began to speak, he turned his head towards and fixed his gaze upon to politely listen.<br><br>“Please, you may call me Snow White… or Snow if you would like, I don’t mind.” <br><br>&nbsp;“And yes, my salon isn’t too far away from here, not exactly a hop and a skip, but quite close. When Loraina called, I had to drop everything and rush right over… I would do anything for Loraina Myles, after everything she has done for me… but anyway, that Jafar guy, I’m curious, you don’t happen to know any of the more personal details about that guy, do you? Majority of people I’ve ever heard his name from, they don’t really know a whole lot about him beyond his work reputation”<br><br>His lips curled upwards from that playful smirk into a bit more of a wolfish grin as he reached over with his free hand and placed it over on top of hers still on his escorting arm. Addressing the question about Jafar first, "He is a curious one, there are no doubts about that, though he and I only share a business relationship." His answer truthful, but in the game he played information was power and those few details that he had learned he wouldn't so willing offer up freely. "You and Ms. Myles are related?" he would inquire innocently enough, even in spite of knowing the answer full and well that they were not as the details of his regulars were very much known to him and while he knew Snow by name from that report, that very same report did not paint the picture even remotely to what laid before his eyes. <br><br>There was a part of him, a serious business side, that had seen the security feed of what his salon had done to one of his important patrons and then the after and was endlessly tempted to see about hiring Snow and bringing her into the fold of his business. After all, Loraina Myles had refined tastes and such a merge could only benefit him. He'd need more details though about her pricing models, may even if a serious consideration of offer was to be drawn up, consider relocating the salon on his property as to ensure they could draw in her own regulars still. Eyes fixed as they were though, contemplated /other/ sorts of pairings with her...sorts that were a far cry from that visage of business professionalism and etiquette he had maintained.<br><br>Only when the doors did open and that smell breached the sealed elevator that had carried them here did his head turn, inhaling deeply and almost seeming to visibly relax a bit more. The upper floors were always where he felt the most comfortable and the smell of his personal chefs work wafting from the restaurant was a welcome one to be sure. Of his three main holdings, only one was more /open/ to the public and it was not Tartarus. Lunch was quiet though, mostly only a few people here and there scattered through out as they conducted business lunches or were just simply, as Aidon might have called it, peacocking.<br><br>Course, not that he wasn't doing much the same in sense, he had brought Snow here for their lunch ...date. Though he felt it would be more expected of him to bring her here than take her elsewhere, and that taking her elsewhere given things might imply more than just some gesture of thanks. Stepping out from the elevator with her, he left his other hand on top of her own as he slowly escorted through the hall and into the Morning Fields proper. Leading to a more private area, and from the look of it was more his own personal stop within the establishment itself he would stop beside a chair. Taking his hand free he would just simply pull it out for her as he waited. The current table that was in this area was a smaller one and clearly changed out depending on such needs served likely and simply the duty of lunch. Menu's sat awaiting them and a small charcuterie board with various cheese, fruits, vegetables, crackers and lunch meats lay on the table already prepared.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>04-02-2021, 08:17:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/c3/8d/1bc38dceeb9dc1cf1b576a187d480ed3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Snow White Waldeck</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710608#msg15710608)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A vibrant rose in the cold of December</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>This dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5a/97/82/5a9782b55ca1e03bcac417a88460abe8.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Sheer white thigh high stockings, tops do disappear beneath the dress</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/b1/b1/3f/b1b13feccb2ac75556b8c3ea1819416f.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>These high heeled boots, ideal for the cold months</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/af/71/dbaf7145bd44dea96a1d01fd6938b232.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her obsidian black hair styled like this with a red ribbon</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/54/a8/f9/54a8f92829169c315044eab738b42cc5.jpg) <br><br><br><strong>Her make-up done like this. Red as blood and white as snow.</strong><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/7f/97/f6/7f97f67a17c7e57b60200ad302bb8cb5.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/3a/ea/fa/3aeafa55c376cdd42dc8b090eb68852d.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st | Approximately 11:50 AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Resort<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aidon Thorne<br><br><hr><br><br>“This is very lovely” Snow White remarked with a sweet smile… her smile added on a touch of warmth however when Aidon moved to gently pull out her chair and gesture for her to sit down, she gave him a very ladylike nod of appreciation and gracefully took her seat, waiting respectfully for him to gently slide the chair back in “Thank you”<br><br>She could feel the eyes of one of two obvious ‘peacockers’ locked onto her, she got the feeling though that this might occur with every attractive female that showed up… clearly, they were on the prowl for a wealthy young beauty they could take advantage of to support their high maintenance fashion needs. Well, they wouldn’t sinking their talons into this one, that was for sure.<br><br>Her gaze drifted towards the charcuterie board and smiled appreciatively as she looked over it’s offerings “This is a very nice touch, very comforting and inviting… almost as if to say ‘welcome home’...”<br><br>She looked back to Aidon and blushed softly “So, if it’s not too bold to ask… tell me a little about yourself, Mr. Thorne… and this resort, everything is so beautiful, but… at the same time, it has a welcoming touch, inviting and promising of comforts… I imagine you must have put a great deal of thought into it”<br><br>Oh boy… it was going to be difficult, sitting here across him like this, gazing into those beautiful and intense almond hued eyes… it felt like it would be very easy to forget what she was doing and just get lost in them…<br><br>It didn’t help her either that Aidon had the exquisite masculine sculpted face of a Greek god… the man was too beautiful for his own good, but she had the weirdest sense that he was quite aware of how good looking he was and perhaps, used it to his advantage frequently.<br><br><em>‘Focus, Snow, focus’</em> she told herself, forcing herself to be alert and present, Aidon was far too sharp not to notice if she started swooning over him. She wasn’t keen on being called out on staring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>04-02-2021, 17:15:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Around Noon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Main Lobby<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck in blue | Closed </span> <br><br><hr><hr><br>The small lunch table would keep them in closer proximity as after she sat, he moved over his own seat as well across from her, that same small smile ever preset curled up at the corners of his lips as he returned a polite nod at her thanks. Removing his jacket, he would carefully place it over one of the other chairs at the table before taking his seat. <br><br>Undoing the cuff links with slow measured movements he would carefully roll the sleeves up just a bit as to ensure the suit would not have to weather and risk of contact with any of the lunch itself. Though even as he did, those eyes stayed fixed with focused purpose upon the visage of that lovely young woman he had brought with him as he saw her taking that quick look around his establishment, her first time here and clearly taking it all in.<br><br>"This is a very nice touch, very comforting and inviting… almost as if to say ‘welcome home’..." Those words would cause him to smile a bit more, though such did little to dispel that wolfish playfulness that lurked just beneath the surface of that same said smile and his eyes. Once her own gaze met back with his own, he didn't miss that light flush darkening her cheeks. That coy innocence only further putting fuel into that already primal engine of desire that had turned over from the very moment his eyes had settled upon her.<br><br>&nbsp;“So, if it’s not too bold to ask… tell me a little about yourself, Mr. Thorne… and this resort, everything is so beautiful, but… at the same time, it has a welcoming touch, inviting and promising of comforts… I imagine you must have put a great deal of thought into it” She added, as he didn't immediately respond to her statement. Pulling himself free from those urges that burned beneath the surface he would finally answer.<br><br>"It is a welcome home Snow, I just returned back from overseas business today and this place is very much so my home." He would answer off handedly, his eyes finally leaving her own as he glanced around the Morning fields himself, pausing only for the briefest of moment to let them settle on those watching the two of them as his smile grew once more before vanishing all together as he returned his focus once more to the lady that had joined him for this meal.<br><br>"This resort itself, as my home, I felt should reflect that of owner." Taking a small sip from his water, before continuing. "and because I've opened my doors to others, as the host it only makes sense that those I welcome into my house, feel comfortable." <br><br>That already playful dance that flickered through grew more as he leaned in a bit reading her body language and even that look that she was giving him, "Though if you want to know about me, you'll have to be a bit more specific to what it is you are wanting to know about me." And though he might not have said it, opening that door went two ways, if pursued he would most certainly take the chance to try and pull her in further while learning more of this raven haired beauty that sat before him. Other thoughts drifted at the back of his mind, one hand coming up and making a gesture as if to finally allow one of the staff that had been waiting for that exactly to finally come forward.<br><br>"Do you know what you'll be having or is there anything I can get for you before you decide?" the waiter asked politely, off to the side but most certainly directed his initial opening towards Snow herself. The lunch menu itself was limited but by no meals lacking, no signature meals graced it as one might find on the dinner options. From traditionally English lunch options like Fish and Chips, Shepherd's Pie to other international ones as well while even still seeming to serve a bit of breakfast too.<br><br>It took a moment and concerted effort on his own part to shake the various mental images that teased at him as he watched her. He was quite aware of his appearance, tailored and played upon it even more from the cut of his suits to his work out regiment though as she had gotten lost in his eyes, there was a very dark spot inside of his essence that wanted to just draw her in even further to ensure she wouldn't so easily slip free from him. "Perhaps when we have finished our meal, since you seem interested in learning a bit more, I could show you instead..." a pause hung in the air purposefully before continuing, "and give you a small tour of my home."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>05-02-2021, 20:00:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://alchetron.com/cdn/tiah-delaney-4e2d804d-bbef-405a-b2eb-bc5bde1295c-resize-750.jpeg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Merida DunBroch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710901#msg15710901)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Embellished Purple Shell Bra (https://i.redd.it/mcthl5skbz551.jpg) &amp; Vibrant Green Silicone Mermaid Tail (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cc/1b/68/cc1b68bf4c55669e85d4b1caed6d879c.jpg)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide VIP Pool<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br>As Mr. Theodores lips brushed the back of her hand, Merida fluttered her thick lashes in a coquettish manner. Her smile tugged upward on one side, a sort of lopsided smile, and she let her eyes drift over his hunched down form. Though fully clothed, there was an air of masculinity and musculature that was subtle about him but undeniably present. Salaciously, she very overly glanced at the seam of his pants before flicking her eyes up again. <br><br><strong>"Full of pleasure, I'm sure. Though, I'm afraid you would forever belong to me if I shared my name with you."</strong> she toyed, flashing him a broad smile and idly swirling her opposite hand in the water. <br><br>Having released his hand, she planted both her palms onto the concrete edge that surrounded the pool, pushing up in a way that arched her back and emphasized the swell of her chest, lifting her torso just outside the V shape his bent legs created. <strong>"It is said that should a merrow-maiden lead a lover beneath the waves, he'll be forever trapped in an entranced state of mind, devout to her for all time. And yet, here you are, so <em>very</em> close to the waters edge."</strong> In his hunched position, Merida was able to reach up to lightly touch his chin, a mischievous glint in her blue green eyes. <br><br><strong>"I've been out of the water long enough, Mr. Theodore; she calls me back. May our paths cross again.."</strong> <br><br>And with that, she slipped away from him to the far edge where a few other patrons had taken interest in the flirtatious conversation she had on offer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Catella</strong> on <strong>05-02-2021, 20:58:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.picasion.com/resize87/64ef1d5cfffdba6ce239ce5f087255ef.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Merida DunBroch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710901#msg15710901)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Oversized Knit Cardigan over casual street clothes (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1f/40/ea/1f40ea114ea6f93690c703753b22cfea.jpg), sneaker flats<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 4AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mr. Theodore | Open</span> <br><br><hr><hr> <br>A familiar french accent came from behind and around her bringing a gentle smirk to her lips as she finished the bite at hand. A glass of water was sat down in front of her by the crisp, boy-next-door bartender before he left the two to tend to some thirsty patrons. Taking a slow sip, Merida turned in the stool to squarely face the dark skinned man, crossing her legs in her second-skin jeans and folding her hands upon her highest knee. Cocking her head to one side, she studied his face for a moment, her tongue pressed to the inside of her cheek. After a long stare, Merida spoke up. <br><br><strong>"Yes, well. The beauty of a merrow-maiden is famed to be unmatched by any. It's only natural that my shapely legs be every bit as appealing as the pearlescence of my tail."</strong> she cooly replied, reaching out to take another drink of her water. It was not common for her to speak in character outside of the pools limits but, there was a certain layer of fun that came about pretending to be this actual dangerous mythical creature. <br><br><strong>"Tell me, Mr. Theodore. Do you perhaps think that the stories they tell are figurative and not literal? Have I perhaps already dragged you down beneath the waves and claimed you for myself?"</strong> A toothy, impish grin split across her features almost eerily so. <strong>"Did you just <em>have</em> to see me one last time before you went home to your ball and chain?"</strong> <br><br>It was a very standard thing for the men that frequented <em>The Riptide</em> to be married and, whether his answer would be yes or no, Merida would believe any man to be married for that was the sort of crowd Ursula so sensually called to; the lost, the forgotten, the needy. Everyone here had their reasons in being here and, for the moment, she paused to consider her own. <br><br>Having mostly finished her meal, Merida stood from the bar, giving a polite wave to the bartender Eric and standing next to where Theo sat. <strong>"If next time you're here you do not spot me, you can always look for me in your dreams."</strong> <br><br>It was a nice albeit theatrical way of saying that she likely wouldn't be back here if she had any choice about it and Merida called up to Eric before Theo could respond. <br><br><strong>"Would you let Flot know I'm ready for my ride? Thanks."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>05-02-2021, 21:50:47</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/1503888309/IMG_1235.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Theo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15706120#msg15706120)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress suit (https://simages.ericdress.com/Upload/Image/2016/03/watermark/9d7de397-554b-471a-9a7d-487b3a40703b.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 4AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Riptide</em><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Merida<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;He remembered her taking him in as she was in the pool, part of him wondered did she get her questions answered as she looked down at him then back up to his face. There was a part of him that wanted to snatch her out of the water and partake of her lips then and there.&nbsp; But it was a dance with some of these that wanted to be distant even aloof when hungry and carnal like him was the truth they wanted to express and yet he didn’t press he only held himself at the water edge.&nbsp; He wanted to join her as her ample frame seemed to call t him and yes he wanted to answer that call.&nbsp; The glistening of the water off of that lovely peach body and only a hit of salt to keep it all clean.&nbsp; His mouth watered with the desire that threatened to overtake him then as she swam away.<em>&nbsp; ‘Do hope our paths cross again, my little mermaid.’ </em> He thought as he moved away from her then.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He could see the smirk on her face even from back here, he enjoyed the woman and there was a part of him that wished to enjoy more, now that she was free of the confines of that outfit that clung to her in all the right places.&nbsp; But he didn’t say anything more he only leaned against the bar.&nbsp; “Then you have done your job well den chere since yo legs are just as lovely as the tail made your features then.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He reasoned.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;“Figurative.”&nbsp; He responded slowly the words rolling off of his silver creole tongue as he spoke to the maiden he wanted to use that tongue upon.&nbsp; He could see the smirk on her face even from back here, he enjoyed the woman and there was a part of him that wished to enjoy more. <br><br>“Tink you might have to do a bit more den that to claim me chere, but I am surely open ta suggestion, non?” &nbsp;He paused moving closer to her,&nbsp; "Is that your way of saying that you want to claim me, madam?”&nbsp; He listened to her line of questioning and smirked.&nbsp; She wanted to know and it was smooth almost worth of…HIM! &nbsp;“I have no ball –n-chain, I am here in England on mah own.” &nbsp;He replied wondering how she would feel now.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;“My dreams won’t have your eyes or your smile, or even your touch.” &nbsp;He winked now.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;“Maybe I can drop you off instead if you are heading out now?”&nbsp; He asked.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>10-02-2021, 18:49:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/38/c7/5d/38c75d299b4e4c267f265ebfcaedb682.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alice Lindell<br><strong>Location</strong> The Riptide<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> 2am<br><strong>Tagging</strong>&nbsp; Aladdin<br><br>As Alice left her apartment her phone buzzed from her on and off again lover.&lt;&lt;Night cap, you are asking like that is a real question rather than simply telling me where to meet you instead. Yes, I can be at that location in 10….Make that 15 mins.&nbsp; Ok ½ hr it is&gt;&gt;<br>. A smile graced her lips as the female hailed a taxi and in short time was outside the club. The Riptide was the most hopping club in town the place where everyone was seen to say they had been seen. The sets were mermazing and always gave Alice a feast of ideas. Notebook nursing with sticky notes, article clips, images and other inspiration carefully tucked under an arm she gave the bouncers a wave passing them a small packet unobserved by the moaning que line.<br><br>Inside lights flashed and music thumped, Alice made her way through the crowd, she didn't worry about looking around for Aladdin they would find each other later. As she drew near the bar she saw he was already there and crept up in time to hear him order &nbsp;“Screwdriver…’eavy on da screw." her hands snaked round him as her hair lay on his shoulder "I'll screw you&nbsp; anytime baby" she murmured and then address the barman "Add a top hat to that order" she told him kissing Aladdin on the cheek she slipped into the seat beside him placing the book on the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>11-02-2021, 15:25:58</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(https://i2.wp.com/atthecooltable.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/148259_2301.jpg?fit=1600%2C1067&amp;ssl=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alexander (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15718031#msg15718031)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Union suit (https://canary.contestimg.wish.com/api/webimage/5dd10e65f7921e338e3ce3e2-3-large.jpg)<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out in the night making ends meet<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Ali loved being able to be out and about.&nbsp; He was glad he was comfortable, not rich cause he still had to work.&nbsp; He still had to grease enough palms to stay and remain invisible.&nbsp; &nbsp;He knew that he was a wanted man and his father had friends in low places, so he had to stay waaay ahead of the hitmen, one chop and it was over.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was going to dance with Alice once she arrived whether it was here, his place, or her’s.&nbsp; There was going to be some dancing.&nbsp; Alice was eccentric, but she was able to not only get and keep his attention but she had him coming back for more.&nbsp; &nbsp; He found he didn’t want to be that weak as he wasn’t going to get caught up.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;When she came up behind him and he felt her head on his shoulder, he was grateful that she didn’t kiss his neck or they would be leaving right then!!&nbsp; He wondered in truth if she knew that was his spot and simply chose to go there when she was ready?&nbsp; &nbsp;He honestly wouldn’t put it past the minx!&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He looked at her once she came into view, his arched eyebrow and head nod to the side told it all&nbsp; <em>‘Nothing but space and opportunity!’</em>&nbsp; He knew she knew what that meant, it had been a few days since he had seen her, he wouldn’t be surprised if that was the reason for her call too.&nbsp; They were together…mostly, he wasn’t too proud to be her booty call, cause as eccentric as she was, she was truly immensely sexy.&nbsp; His hand caressed her thigh as she sat down kissing his cheek in the process. &nbsp;“How have you been my sweet?”&nbsp; He asked, his mouth watering already with the thoughts of her running through his mind as he looked about the club.&nbsp; He always had to keep a lookout.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I'm a disney princess - Main IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>12-02-2021, 05:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/19/7b/4f/197b4f41208d2fcb2d130bb8cd78cd7c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Robin Locksley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710609#msg15710609)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Comfortable, but still stylin</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5c/e5/46/5ce5461bdb2e72bd1bbb67f1bcaf6ec0.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> December 1st <em><strong>|</strong></em> Approximately 12:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <em><strong>//</strong></em> <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Cash Deville and Snow White<br><br><hr><br><br>Robin dragged a hand through his golden hair and released a sigh as he stepped through the doors of The Riptide, he honestly couldn’t give a flying fig if it wasn’t 5 O’Clock yet… after dealing with an arrogant piece of work like Cash Deville… one usually found themselves requiring a stiff drink to relax again. <br><br>Why so many women simpered after a lunatic like Cash, he wouldn’t understand… but on the other hand, Cash was exceedingly good at hiding his true nature until he himself decided he was ready to shed the charming facade he displayed to so many.<br><br>A few pairs of eyes recognizing the model began whispering excitedly amid their small groups… not that Robin gave a crap at the moment, he didn’t care much about anything until he got himself a glass of Scotch on the rocks.<br><br>Grabbing himself a stool at the bar, Robin lifted one hand to casually summon the bartender “Scotch, on the rocks”<br><br>“Bit early… want me to leave the bottle?” The bartender asked.<br><br>Robin shook his head “Nah, just one will do it. Thank you though”<br><br>In moments, Robin had a pristine glass tumbler of scotch with just the right amount of ice in front of him… this place didn’t always attract the best sort, but damn if they didn’t serve up some good grade A booze… besides, Robin was perfectly capable of handling whatever sludge came through these doors and he would do it before they even realized what had gone down… as was his way.<br><br>A small smirk curved his lips as he lifted the glass to his lips for a sip, his mind drifting to his latest job in Milan, Italy… recovering a priceless painting that had been stolen from a family after generations of owning the piece, rightfully too as it had been painted by their great, great, great grandfather. The stuck up bitch that had stolen it… she thought she was so smart… and perhaps she was, but she hadn’t been prepared the moment Robin approached her in that club and began working… getting close… and then… success…<br><br>He only wished he could have seen her face when she found the painting missing from her sitting room.<br><br>One thing he wished he didn’t have to do however… was approach Snow White about Cash’s bargain… she had told him more than once than Cash weirded her out and his never ending obsession with getting her into one of his custom gowns didn’t help matters… he was sure she would do it to help him out, but she wouldn’t like it… he did not much blame her.<br>
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