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May 12 2018, 01:45 PM
Shay was so used to these events that she couldn’t really bring herself to even want to go to them anymore. High class social events where business leaders and artistic talents from all over hung out and traded stories. Making connections was what helped sponser and fuel things like fashion shows, of course, but that didn’t mean she, as a model, really needed to be there. It was more an event for the backstage people to attend. The ones who ran the labels and made the clothing. The ones who wanted the funding. She was just there to be a pretty face, to help sell what they wanted the businesses to invest in.
Like a few of the other models, artists and actors who had been forced to come along as well, she was nothing more than a symbol of what they could expect to be representing. Not exactly the makings of a fun night.
Stuffy and full of snotty people who loved money more than peoples- she would make no friends here.
The party was taking place in some kind of large company building. She knew it to be owned by the Belfreys. They, like any other company, wanted to be the biggest and best in their field, but they also wanted their name spread out across as many other platforms as possible. Having their name in front of fashion shows and on magazines would certainly help them keep up good appearances.
She sighed to herself, shuffling past some of the suits to get to the little bar that had been set up for the event. Oh, it was all nice enough. Fancy with nice music playing and great food. But it wasn’t... Warm. There was no life there.
She’d only been there three minutes and she wanted to go home.
“Can I get an apple martini?” She politely asked the mixologist behind the bar. (That was what they liked to be called, it was silly they couldn’t use bar tender anymore). The man smiled, clearly impressed with her, and was quick to get on her order, even though she was sure a couple other ladies at the bar had put in orders before her. Well, she probably wouldn’t be making friends with them, either, then.
She could feel the jealousy wafting in her direction. She just hoped someone there would be nice enough to speak to, even for a little while. Ivy Belfrey
Mar 1 2018, 06:32 PM
Shay is a lonely soul. She has a wonderful job and everything she could ever want, but of course none of that can make her happy. She pines for love and tries her best to find that perfect someone, but for whatever reason, it never works out. Men, women, none of them seem to make her feel truly alive inside. It feels like more than just a piece of her heart is missing, but half of the whole damn thing. While out going and friendly for her job, she is known as a silent suffering, often looking miserable behind closed doors.
Shay is a fashion model for runway and magazines, and makes an extremely good living from her job. She has an amazing apartment and can afford a really nice car, which she has someone else drive for her because she doesn't know how to drive herself. She spends most of her time shopping, and never wants for anything. Her life is what many would consider perfect on the outside.
Oct 12 2017, 12:20 PM
Garnet didn’t like this castle. She didn’t like that it had appeared out of no where, and she definitely didn’t like that it had brought with it more of the undead that had been threatening the town. There was little doubt in her mind that it was the leader’s keep, and soon things would turn to war. She had seen it countless times before, and she was sure it was about to happen again. But, like so many times before, she was ready to fight off the invading evil to protect the world she was now calling home, even though it wasn’t exactly the world she was used to.
And her body wasn’t quite what she was used to, either.
She stood beyond the castle, in the forest, where she knew the other gems would assemble to meet with her. They had all agreed to do what they could to fight against the castle, but Garnet wasn’t sure how the situations may have changed in their time apart. Humans were being captured, it seemed, and brought into the castle for likely unpleasant reasons.
All she could do, at least for the moment, was hope that her friends hadn’t been among those taken. If something had happened to Pearl or to Lapis, she was not sure how she would react. Emotions seemed more potent in a human body- they seemed to control everything in one way or another. She was sure she would be very sad, but also... Likely very angry.
And if the Ruby side of her was anything to go off of, she would not be easily contained once she was truly angry. It was why she had always done her best to keep herself centered. It was just so much harder in this world, where both minds were more as one than ever before. Those emotions, even more profound in a human body, were harder to control than she had even known.
Just thinking that they MIGHT need help was making her upset. Uneasy, she paced back and forth within the trees, doing her best to keep her restless energy contained to just walking to and fro in a short line. Her hands remained crossed over her chest, her expression a worried one.
She hoped they would appear soon, so they might discuss what they were going to do against the mighty force before them. She had no idea, of course, that someone important to one of them had already been kidnapped and taken into the castle’s horrible dungeons.
But she would soon learn. Lithiasaur
Jun 3 2017, 08:27 PM
Garnet had been around humans for over 5000 years, watching them evolve and grow- watching their technology advance alone with their minds and the perception of the world around them. While she had kept mostly out of the way, watching from a distance with the other gems, she had still seen a lot of interesting things in her time. And then, when Steven was born, she had learned so much more.
Still, seeing the humans and being a human were vastly different. She sometimes missed her inorganic body, comprised of hard light and virtually just a shell to use as protection for her precious gem. Having to do things like sleeping and eating were strange to her.
Though in her weeks in Storybrooke, she felt as though she had finally started to get the hang of things. It wasn’t difficult to find a rhythm when there wasn’t much else to do with her time.
She didn’t need to protect this place like she had her own version of earth- she wasn’t a Crystal Gem here.
So she had decided to try and help better her understanding of the world around her by visiting the local library. She had heard that, should any place offer her information on the day-to-day lives of humans, it would be the library. Apparently they had books on just about anything, as well as computers to look up information. She was interested in checking the place out for herself.
She’d only heard about libraries back home. There had never been any need to actually go in one before.
The door opened gently as she pushed her way inside, the tall, toned woman taking a look around to find the place surprisingly empty. It seemed not everyone thought a house of information was as impressive as she did.
Perhaps this was just something else humans had become jaded seeing.
They got bored so easily.
She quickly went about gathering some books, looking for any and everything that might prove interesting to read. From books on human behavior, to cooking books, to a book about car engines, her collection was as scattered as it was bizarre.
She was so busy gathering her reading materials that she hadn’t noticed another human there in the library with her. Not until she had accidentally bumped into them, that is. “My apologies,” she offered in an even, warm tone, “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”Aspen
May 24 2017, 12:22 PM
Garnet wasn’t used to being a human, but you never would have known that by looking at her. She was calm, collected, and had seemingly very easily assimilated into life in Storybrooke. She had a nice apartment, a job, and was making friends with a lot of the locals. Still, she wasn’t completely human just yet- she still had all her memories of life as a gem, and she still wanted to get back home to Steven and the others. Her visions were clouded by the dark magic that made the portals, so she couldn’t see if or when the others might join them, or if they would be able to get back home before everyone ended up stuck in Storybrooke.
To help ease her worried mind, Garnet had decided to go to the mines. She had started her experience there, having arrived near them when the portal spat her out. She had stayed there a couple of days, until better acclimating to human life. It had been nice- the strange minerals in the mines, brimming with magic, comforted her despite not being gems that could produce forms of their own.
So she liked to go there to think, even if she no longer lived there. She knew another alien still hid there, though. He was injured and angry and, unlike her, seemed to want nothing to do with humans. She brought him food from time to time, and her company. But it seemed he wasn’t there today, though.
Perhaps because the mines had other visitors, and he hadn’t wanted to be around them. There were somewhat short men in the mines, working on digging out the resources. They were dwarves in their home realm, she had already learned, but here they were just like she was- human. Not that it seemed much of a difference for them.
The tall woman watched them from one of the entrances to the deeper portion of the mines, her head tilting curiously as they diligently worked at mining the minerals that stocked the cavern walls.
One dwarf seemed to be the leader- he looked angry and seemed to bark orders to the others. His pickax had the name ‘Grumpy’ on it. She wondered if it were a nickname, or if it were actually his name.
Her visions showed two distinct paths their conversation could take. One was friendly, and the other was a disaster. She would do her best to avoid the latter. Slowly, she moved forward.
“You work very hard,” she offered, “is there anything I could do to assist you? I may not look it, but I am quite… familiar with gems,” she offered with a warm, knowing smile.Grumpy