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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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[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?

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[ 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. ]