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Oct 12 2014, 12:27 PM
Stick them up your shirt to make your boobs look bigger!

So......I've been a bit MIA lately and I'm sorry. Work has become increasingly time consuming and demanding, paired with rehearsal five nights a week, plus taking on a second night class (cause I'm a glutton for punishment.) Not to mention trying to find a few hours somewhere for Yoga and sleep...yeah.

To put it simply I'm going to be a wee bit on the slow side of things at least until mid November. I won't be absent just...more of a haunting and slow posting. I'll still try to get writing in as often as possible. But if it's slow, I'm sorry.

<3 <3 <3

UPDATE
Things have gotten progressively more intense and stressful. I will try to post as often as I can but it looks like that will be rare until mid to late November. I'm sorry, but I'll try to do what I can!
Jul 16 2014, 07:13 PM
I've got my final three shows this weekend and then I'm immediately going on a week long vacation to Seattle. I'll have my laptop and internet but I'll be busy with family and such. So I doubt I'll be around. This will effect the following characters:

Ruby Singer
Skye Larkin
Saffron Ryder
Lael Roane
Eden Leander

Jul 2 2014, 09:41 AM
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<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td><div class="jazthreadtext008 jazthreadscroll008"><p>Open bars were a good time, and the reception was not disappointing. Rhiannon had mentioned how she and Jack were going to go all out. Looking at the elaborate buffet of food and drink, she saw that they were not kidding. She’d already had quite a bit of champagne to drink and a few sweets. She couldn’t say no to sweets. She had avoided the tartlets though, she had noticed the Cook watching them like a hawk and had a strange feeling something unusual was going on with them. This was confirmed when it looked like the Red Rose nearly choked on one. Ruby chuckled to herself, assuming the sweet had been laced with pepper. From that point on, she had sniffed each sugary item before eating it, relying on her hyper senses to tell her if pepper was present. You could never be too certain with the Cook around. She was a sweet woman but she had this thing with pepper, it was hard to understand her infatuation with it. </p>

<p>Ruby finished off what she would claim was her second glass of champagne but was closer to sixth. A warm sensation was flowing through her chest, making her smile lazily. She glanced around, watching all the pretty people dance and mingle in their lovely outfits. She was quite content with her relatively understated but very flattering ensemble. The simple but well fitted black dress had an angular strap that rested on one shoulder. She wore dangling black and turquoise earrings that matched the turquoise pumps that showed beneath her floor length gown when she moved, the slit the reached her mid-thigh flashing pale smooth flesh and the peep of color at her feet. </p>

<p>She needed company, she’d already met and danced with a few people, including a very peculiar but strangely adorable girl named Baby. She was still relatively confused by the girl because the girl scared her a bit but Ruby found herself liking the doll-like woman. Then there were a few others she’d danced with. She said her greetings to the groom and bride, King and Queen. She truly wished them both the best. She adored Jack beyond belief and she was liking Rhiannon more and more every time they were together. To the point she considered her a friend. Which was why she hadn’t even hesitated to greet Rhiannon wearing the turquoise earrings and bracelet that she’d swiped from Rhiannon a few months back. It was a game of theirs and for some reason Ruby found it thrilling and Rhiannon seemed amused. It worked out for the both of them. Plus, the turquoise clearly looked amazing on Ruby.</p>

<p>Ruby decided she need company, glancing around her eyes lit on a tall stoic figure and a devious smile lifted her lips. She sauntered over to him, looping her arm with his and resting her head on his shoulder. ”All this time Rabbit and you haven’t even asked for a dance. A girl could feel put out.” She grinned up at him. It was a sign of how much she’d had to drink that she was calling him partially by his Wonderland name. When she was drunk, she tended to prefer the nicknames she used for people. Fintan was often Finigan or Rabbit, the latter referring more to his bedroom behaviors when the two were alone. To say the two could screw like bunnies for days was an understatement. It was one of the reasons he was one of her favorite bedfellows.</p>

<p>Chuckling at her thoughts, she gave his arm a squeeze, reaching down to link her hand with his. It wasn’t a romantic gesture, just a need to feel skin on skin. Fintan was one of the few men who understood that need. It was why they worked so well together as friends with benefits. They both understood that sometimes you just needed the sensation of being touched. His hand was large, enveloping her tiny one easily. ”Lucky for you, I’m in such a good mood my feelings couldn’t be hurt if you used a bat!” she snickered. Okay, she was a bit sloshed. It showed as she leaned against him, a lazy smile on her face as she tilted her head to look up at him. ”Are you enjoying the celebrations? Wasn’t our Jack so handsome? And Rhiannon, she made such a beautiful bride. She sighed, ”I hope she takes good care of him.”

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<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tr><td><div class="jazthreadtext008 jazthreadscroll008"><p>Ruby beamed down at the people that surrounded her little vendors’ stage. She had dressed in a simple but sassy outfit with a sleeveless crew-neck white t-shirt tucked into a pair of faded blue boyfriend style jeans that had holes worn into them in a fashionable way, of course. She had put a thin bright red belt through the loops as her waist. The cuffs were rolled up to mid-calf and she wore a pair of leopard print pumps. Her dark hair was straight and loose, with a pair of red sunglasses holding it away from her face. Her make-up was simple and tasteful. Over all, she had put together the outfit to look fashionably carefree and approachable. A technique she’d learned recently. </p>

<p>She stood on the platform beside her stall, which read Ruby’s Herbal Haven. She was quite excited to get to have people sample more of her teas. Especially the one she was about to show them now. It was a special tea that had the effects of some of the best hallucinogenic drugs, but without the damage to the body. In fact, the way Ruby had put it together, with the help of Charlie, was to mix it with enough healthy things as to balance it out and leave one without a hangover. She was preparing for a demonstration and watched with pleasure as the crowd gathered around, whispering to each other in excitement. So far Ruby loved the Festival. It was exciting and she got to be the center of attention for a while. There was never anything bad about that! </p>

<p>She waited until a decent group had gathered before moving to the front of the small stage. ”Welcome everyone! I’m Ruby of Ruby’s Herbal Haven. For those of you darlings who already know me, well…” she winked and a bunch of people laughed and clapped. ”Oh yes, this should be fun. For those who have yet to meet me or indulge in some of my treats, you’re in for a good time. Now I just need one volunteer from the audience who has never tried one of my teas and is daring.” She looked around at all the raised hands but one person caught her eye. His bleach blonde hair and tattoos stood out to her as though they were a neon sign. Not to mention she knew exactly who he was. Who better to mess with than the White Knight himself! ”Ah! You there, gentleman with the blonde hair and copious tattoos. You look like the daring type, come on up.” She grinned at him, a devious sparkle in her pale eyes. She pulled a chair to the center of the stage, facing the crowd. She then moved to the stairs that lead up to the stage and wiggled her finger at him. ”Don’t be scared, I don’t bite…unless you ask nicely.” There was a hoot of laughter from the crowd. Oh yes, she was going to have a good time with Avery. It’s not every day the March Hare got to play games with the White Knight. </p>

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<div class="jazthreadtag008">tag: Avery</div><div class="jazthreadtag008">###</div><div class="jazthreadtag008">notes: drink up my precious</div><a href="http://z10.invisionfree.com/CAUTIONTOTHEWIND/index.php?showuser=14735"><div class="jazthreadtag008">made by jazmine at caution 2.0</div></a>

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<p>The music was playing and a few people were dancing but not enough. While it was not the typical music she danced to in London, it was Wonderland music. She’d been to a few Wonderland gatherings so she knew all the dances. Even as a Hare, she had loved to dance. So when the music moved to an upbeat waltz she glanced around for someone to drag out to the floor. Her eyes settled on a petite young woman with a doll-like face. She recognized the girl as someone that often accompanied Achilles. She’d heard rumor the girl used to be the guillotine, if that were truth, than Ruby found her quite curious. She knew her own change had been unusual, but an inanimate object becoming alive…that was downright fascinating. </p>

<p>Curiosity piqued, and with no fear whatsoever, Ruby walked up to the girl as smiled. ”Hi, I’m Ruby. Wanna dance?” She asked, holding out her hand. It was an easy enough dance, so it shouldn’t be hard to learn it with a new partner. </p>

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