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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ as the limousine steadily makes its way towards the masquerade brianna primps and preens. she isn't too worried about her appearance, already knowing that her gown, hair, and overall appearance is perfect, simply doing said fidgeting in order to keep herself busy. ]

[ snaps the compact shut and puts it back into her clutch purse, setting it aside before sparing a glance over to her date for the night. the look on her face is that of anticipation, yet there's some sort of amusement playing across her features as well. ]

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes... [ trails off, fidgeting slightly. ] That's why I usually move this elsewhere.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

As you should. It's too sugary sweet.

[ speaks as casually as ever. tilts her head at his attitude momentarily, not bothering to inquire about it as she makes her way to his wardrobe/closet. opens it up, peering inside. ]

Mmm even your clothing is adorable.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you!

[ goes back to the smiles, joining her. ]

Is anything to your tastes?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[ starts to pick out some things, looking over them carefully, as if she's truly deciding on which one is the best. ]

So. You do this with everyone, then?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ is surprised by her sudden question. ]

No, only those who request it.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

I see. [ lets the clothing drop to the floor from her hands, like she just made herself right at home. reaches out to pick out two more. ] Now why is that? You don't seem like the type to be so loose.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ frowns slightly, looking down at his shoes in thought. looks apologetic, despite the small smile on his lips. ]

I'm not really allowed to discuss that with anyone. I apologize.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

That's quite alright.

[ tosses the other two outfits to the floor, letting them join the ones already at her feet. doesn't bother to look any longer; turns her attention fully on anna. reaches out a hand, gently touching his cheek with a few of her fingers, almost seeming as if she's being sympathetic. ]

Everyone has their secrets, right?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ looks away, suddenly very uncomfortable again. snaps out of it, though, and closes his eyes. ]

Yes, that's very true.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

How big are your secrets, though?

[ lets her hand trail down, tipping his face upward when she reaches his chin. tilts her head to the side. ]

Big enough to fill an ocean, I'm sure.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't say anything to that, for once unsure of how to reply. keeps his gaze up on her, though, simply waiting for something unknown. ]

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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ when he doesn't reply she removes her hand. surveys his body again before smirking openly. ]

Now I can see why I'm a woman. How unfortunate for someone like you.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Yes, there are a lot of things you want that you cannot have. How does that feel, I wonder. [ pauses, then chuckles. ] I wouldn't know. I'm everything you're not, after all.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ swallows hard, backing up when she starts to approach him again. ]

I'm sorry, I don't think I-- ah-!

[ falls backwards onto the bed, briefly surprised that he forgot that it was even there. ]

1/4

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ grins at the opening; follows after him and straddles his hips with her legs, reaching over to grab his wrists and pin him down onto the mattress. allows them to stay like that for a moment, up until she leans down to get closer to his face, her hair falling to create a sort of veil around them. ]

What is it that you wish for, Annabelle? Love? Happiness? Peace? To live in a fantasy world until you die?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

It seems pointless, all of these things. You live your life as if there's everything to be gained from it. You're nothing but a sad, pitiful toy that will be thrown away when something better comes along.

[ brushes her nose against his, eyes narrowing slightly. ]

You poor thing. Does it hurt you day after day knowing that your efforts will lead to nothing? That you constantly want what you can't have, yet pretend as if you can't see these faults in your daily life.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles, finding herself privately amused. ]

I'm surprised. I didn't think you'd be the type to roll over and take things, to not right any wrongs because you think it will be more peaceful if you don't. How disappointing.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ grips his wrists as tightly as possible, her expression shifting to something she doesn't show often--anger, possessiveness, determination--thus the impact is greater and pushed at full-force. her voice is taunt and tight, rougher than usual as she speaks her last and final words: ]

Listen to me and listen to me good. If things go as planned and your disgusting project is completed, I will make sure to pay another most unpleasant visit.

[ digs her nails into his palms, making it very clear that she's dead serious. ]

If he can't have him then nobody can. Do I make myself clear?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ can't really help himself from shaking slightly, breath hitched and his body tense. can't move but his eyes show almost everything, which seems to be enough for her as he notices a smile on her features. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ releases him and stands up, fixing her hair. smiles brightly, as if nothing happened at all. ]

Thank you very much for your time, Annabelle. It was very fun and invigorating. I think I might come again someday.

[ begins to make her way towards the exit, not bothering to look back as she steps outside, shutting the door behind her with a light click. closes her eyes and leans on the door, allowing her lips to twitch up into a smile, raising her head up high as she makes her way back downstairs. ]