otis didn't consider himself a classy man by any means, or one who had their indulgences. but every now and then otis found their way to the ballet, usually a cheap nosebleed ticket, but anything that could get them there. and then he'd spend some time hanging around after ward, saying words of thanks and kindness to the ballerinas, trying to seem like he was there for the whole company, not for a single ballerina. but then again, otis was very good at lying or faking it.
today was no different, the nutcracker is a classic and he talks it up to being a holiday tradition for him (his parents never found the ballet interesting and he only went once as a kid), as he waits outside, eyes looking for the blonde. he doesn't know why he does this, it's not like she'll ever give them the time of day. but still they can't help it, a single rose in hand.
but then she's walking forward, smiling at him, as beautiful as ever. "oh, actually." they can't believe she recognizes him - was he being creepy? "yea, i come every now and then but uh, actually i wanted to talk to you." they nod, hand holding out the rose. "you were exceptionally beautiful tonight, the company is lucky to have you."
who: @tendrflesh ( otis )
where: new york ballet company
the show went well, dominika felt like she was completely on point the whole way through. which reassured her that she still had several years left performing before she'd be forced to retire. by then, perhaps, she'll have enough money to do nothing for the rest of her life or climbed her way to the top of burning gods. as per usual, she changed into comfortable pair of leggings, shirt, sweater, and sneakers. out in public she doesn't normally dress down but after performing it's essential to be comfortable and let her muscles rest as much as possible. while she enjoys meeting fans of the show, she's fully used to not being the center of attention and certainly didn't waste her time expecting it. that only led to disappointment. that's why when she noticed a familiar face stood out from the crowd, she assumed he was waiting to see the prima or the premier and while she didn't know him well she approached anyways. a quiet one, with a shy smile but still an edge to him. perhaps a sadness? she wasn't sure.
"if you're waiting to meet them you ought to push your way up there, there's only a couple nutcracker performances left and then you'll have to wait a few months before you get another chance." dominika adjusted her bag over her shoulder and nodded to the small crowd that was forming. saying performances were almost done aloud gave her a sense of relief. no more ten hour practices and more room for other activities, until they started up again for the spring premiere. "i think i've seen you here before, no?" russian accent thick with her tiredness.
* ◟ : 〔 lakeith stanfield , cismale + he/him 〕 donald fitz , some say you’re a thirty-one lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both resourceful and melodramatic, one can’t help but think of charcoal baby by blood orange when you walk by. are you still a the sandman (chemist) / pharmacist at the terrors / manhattan general hospital, even with your reputation as the sandman? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and mindlessly tapping your fingers against a wooden table, low jazz music playing in the background, the librarian shushing you even when you weren't talking. although we can’t help but think of morpheus (the sandman), bruce banner (marvel), toby ziegler (the west wing) whenever we see you down these rainy streets.
BASICS
NAME: donald christopher fitz NICKNAMES: fitz JOB: pharmacist at manhattan general hospital, chemist for the terrors BIRTHDAY: december 12 ZODIAC: sagittarius sun SEXUALITY: pansexual GENDER: cismale, he/him RELIGION: none THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: resourceful, meticulous THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: melodramatic ENNEAGRAM: 6w5 MYERS-BRIGGS: istj AESTHETIC: mindlessly tapping your fingers against a wooden table, low jazz music playing in the background, the librarian shushing you even when you weren't talking. CHARACTER INSPO: morpheus (the sandman), bruce banner (marvel), toby ziegler (the west wing) LIKES: DISLIKES:
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FAST FACTS
grew up in philly and moved to nyc for school
very nerdy
doesn't like to be disturbed when working
highly intelligent and was looking for opportunity to work on experiments without...legality
worked for anunnaki pharmaceuticals after graduating with his phd and then stoneage
left stoneage for the hospital to 'do more good' but it was more of a front and to get away from the watchful eyes
does try to use his job to keep and eye on things and do what's needed for the terrors, but also serves as repentance for his crimes
joined the terrors because of the freedom they could offer for his mind and experiments
doesn't care too much about the state of his soul - more worried about the legacy of his work
fitz tag dump
they can't help but laugh as he approaches, still finding delight and humor in their silly little marriage and divorce. "maybe i did, maybe it's for someone else." she teases, reciprocating the hug with ease and leaning back in her seat. her fingers play with the stem of her martini glass as he gives his excuse for being late. it's expected, and taylor doesn't really care why he's late, but she appreciates the effort at least. "ah, were you involved in the train incident? or just an innocent bystander?" though they know he's far from innocent. both of them are. "would you believe me if i said no?" she questions, nodding to the bartender for his attention as the bright smile returns. "so catch me up on your life, you know i'm nosy."
taylor so happened to be one of the people that he'd show up for whenever they asked. now that didn't always mean he was on time ( and he rarely was, to anything ) but unlike some people he would blow off if he was having a better time elsewhere, she never had to worry about if he would come. just when. walking into the olive branch always made him feel underdressed and that didn't get better when he saw her sitting at the bar looking like a twelve out of ten. he approached with a low whistle and a smile. "damn, ex-wife, you get all dolled up for me? you're smokin' tonight." he leaned in to greet her with a quick hug before hopping up on the seat next to her. "sorry, got caught up in a last minute delivery in brooklyn and something went down on the train over. did you miss me?" he beamed a grin at her.
she beams as he turns to her, eyebrows raised as he wastes no time in luring her in, not bothering to answer her question without inviting her along. just the kind of things she likes from the people she sprinkles in her life. "i was just curious, but you may have put an idea in my mind." she steps out of the way of a couple walking by and tucks a long strand of hair behind her ear. "i can be persuaded to be carted off somewhere to disappear into, you off anywhere in particular or should we make our own way this afternoon?" she had nowhere to be for the time being, and could always make room for a little bit of fun.
Zakir had been lost in a world of his own creation, where everything he saw was made of words, imagination simply at the tips of his fingers, edge of his mind. So deep that the words did not reach him, but the physical touch was like a shattering of glass, a boundary broken. For a moment he stood confused, until he recognised Taylor. “Habibty, of course not,” he said, an easy going smile quick to appear on his features. “My mind must’ve been spinning, how could I possibly not have seen you,” he added without delay. “Anywhere busy? Are you looking for places to disappear in the crowds, the bustling of people, the sensations of bodies?” He asked, his mind still spinning with words. He pulled her into a side huge. "If so, yallah, we'll go somewhere."
@murdcrofcrows essie & frankie heian-kyo
"frankie please, have some class." essie sighs, taking a sip of her wine as she observes the other across from her. "i invited you out for a nice dinner, you can turn the flirting down a bit." though she wouldn't admit that she adored it, loved frankie's attention. she just didn't always have time for it. "you wanna tell me everything you've been up to recently?" she pushes now, leaning forward a bit, not shy in the slight plunge of her dress.
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@murdcrofcrows taylor & bash the olive branch martini bar
she's already draped at the bar, fingers slowly circling the rim of her martini glass. bash had been the soft object of her affection for years now. their 'rebellious' joke of a marriage (she loved being able to say ex-husband) turned casual seemed to serve them well. their legs cross, the slit of the dress falling way to expose them as they look up, eyebrow raising at his late entrance. "you're late, and i'm almost done with my first martini." she smiles, taking another long sip.
@murdcrofcrows otis & raven otis's apartment
part of them wondered if they should both head out, part ways for the evening. but then where would otis go? raven? maybe it seemed better to be here, at least here there were no expectations and they could both just...be. laid out on his couch, otis fiddles with the rubix cube that is always on his person. "raven." they state plainly, looking over at them, "are we boring if we stay in on a friday night? or does that make us better than everyone else?"
* ◟ : 〔 margaret qualley , demi-woman + she/they 〕 taylor ryan , some say you’re a twenty - five lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both perceptive and evasive, one can’t help but think of i’m your man by mitski when you walk by. are you still a empress / principal ballerina at the snake den / nya ballet, even with your reputation as the the opulent? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and skin glittering under the moonlight, doe eyes looking up at you, ribbons flowing in the wind, diamond rings over gloved hands. although we can’t help but think of juliet capulet (romeo & juliet), daisy buchanan (the great gatsby), ophelia (hamlet), sansa stark (game of thrones). whenever we see you down these rainy streets. ’
BASICS
NAME: taylor isabella ryan (originally kowalski) NICKNAMES: none JOB: nyc principal ballerina, empress in the snake den BIRTHDAY: april 19th ZODIAC: aries sun SEXUALITY: pansexual GENDER: demi-woman, she/they RELIGION: non practicing catholic THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: perceptive, inviting, demanding THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: evasive, vain, needy ENNEAGRAM: 7w8 MYERS-BRIGGS: enfj AESTHETIC: skin glittering under the moonlight, doe eyes looking up at you, ribbons flowing in the wind, diamond rings over gloved hands CHARACTER INSPO: juliet capulet (romeo & juliet), daisy buchanan (the great gatsby), ophelia (hamlet), sansa stark (game of thrones) LIKES: DISLIKES:
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WANTED CONNECTIONS
serious ex (or ex fiance?)
frenemies
someone she has charmed for her own needs
a mentor of some sort
flings/fwbs
current connections
ex-husband: bash owens (they were young and dumb)
casual fling: bash owens
siblings: raven & donovan kowalski
FAST FACTS
youngest sister of donovan and raven
is the only sibling that 'made it'
was eventually adopted by a very rich family who gave taylor everything they could ever want
distances herself from her past/siblings to keep up with her 'princess' persona she adopted
though given everything, she always wanted more, is also resentful of her parents and the life they easily lead
is a bit of a romantic at heart (or as romantic as she could)
lawful evil
has her own rules she follow, at the expense of others
on the prowl for more power hence the snake den
studied art for a while
was a dancer in her youth, now principal ballerina for nycb
considers herself classy & above others because of her money
father worked in government, mother was a philanthropist though she could have whatever she wanted, taylor still resents them...
self-obsessed and joined snake den, just because she should and seems to have a vendetta against everyone
more to come...
i'll seek you out flay you alive one more word and you won't survive and I'm not scared of your stolen power i see right through you any hour i won't soothe your pain i won't ease your strain you'll be waiting in vain i got nothing for you to gain
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