- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Not accepting invites at this time
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Most days, most hours
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Adventure. Angels and demons. Apocalyptic. Arthurian. Comedy. Dystopian. Fantasy. Historical. Horror. Post-apocalyptic. Romance. Science fiction. Supernatural.
STELLA
Bella didn't have time to respond to the news of Percy's arrival, as not a moment later they were joined by the man in question. Stella brightened immediately at his greeting, a broad grin filling her face. It was a rare treat to see him, as Percy was a busy man, highly sought after for his talent. He made time for her, however, and that was what counted. Even if it was less time than she wanted. But considering how long she had gone without seeing him before, he was practically suffocating her.
Percy wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a side hug, she returned the gesture with a tight squeeze around his ribs, her drink sloshing precariously in her hand. Stella was unsurprised to see her brother had put so much effort into his outfit. It was unimaginable that he'd show up in anything less than a stellar outfit. Stellar being a fitting word, based as much on their family as on his facial decoration.
Stella chuckled at his comment. Atlantis was a good film, and she was glad to be likened to it. She liked to think she was more suave than the protagonist, but she was happy to pretend to be him for an evening. Stella giggled. She had hoped someone would ask something like that. Her goofy grin didn't falter.
"I found this fine skeleton, an archaeological wonder," she said, gesturing to Bella. "Date still unknown, but it's got to be ancient." Stella let a beat pass. It was barely a joke, but she was amused, even if neither of them laughed.
"This is my brother, Percy," Stella said, nudging the man with her elbow. "And this is Bella, my date!" She said, broadly smiling at the girl.
Percy wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a side hug, she returned the gesture with a tight squeeze around his ribs, her drink sloshing precariously in her hand. Stella was unsurprised to see her brother had put so much effort into his outfit. It was unimaginable that he'd show up in anything less than a stellar outfit. Stellar being a fitting word, based as much on their family as on his facial decoration.
Stella chuckled at his comment. Atlantis was a good film, and she was glad to be likened to it. She liked to think she was more suave than the protagonist, but she was happy to pretend to be him for an evening. Stella giggled. She had hoped someone would ask something like that. Her goofy grin didn't falter.
"I found this fine skeleton, an archaeological wonder," she said, gesturing to Bella. "Date still unknown, but it's got to be ancient." Stella let a beat pass. It was barely a joke, but she was amused, even if neither of them laughed.
"This is my brother, Percy," Stella said, nudging the man with her elbow. "And this is Bella, my date!" She said, broadly smiling at the girl.
Code by wren.