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[Vixyns]

( ♚ ) ──𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐎 𝐒 𝐄 ，
xxxrole. princess of italy & loc. lounge & gender. female & sexuality. heterosexual & mentions. n/a & tags. wesley + alfie + el

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Verose would eye the guy curiously before he throws the chips onto the table; a slight huff would escape her lips before dusting away some of the chip crumbs that'd gotten on the couch. Quite frankly he didn't look familiar to her at all. But, then again, Rosa had never been the one learning the names of the other kingdom's princes and princesses, let alone their faces. It had been her brother's job because he was first in line for the throne. Thinking about him, he would've loved this school. It would've given him a place to get away from the stress. Even though he had taken on all the royal responsibilities to allow his younger sister to live how she wanted, he too had his demons. But even Rosa could never get him to open up. He had always told her that he'd tell her when she was older. Probably to protect her from harsh reality. But unfortunately despite his best efforts, here she was, being a rebellious, reckless, and untamed girl. Lashing out at the world for taking away her freedom of choice. And for taking him away, too.

Shaking her mind of those thoughts, she'd tune into what the guy was saying. She'd snicker at his comment to Wes about video games; she had basically asked him the same thing. The more she looked at the guy, the more his hair seemed to remind her of that of a shaggy dog's. It looked soft and a bit wavy but it was kind of all over the place and seemed to be pretty thick as well. It was weird for her to pay more attention to someone's hair than their face, but she couldn't help it. A part of her wanted to run her hands through it but seeing as how she didn't know him that well yet, she'd hold back from doing anything too invasive. For now; that is. After hearing him introduce himself as Alfie, a glint of recognition would flicker through her gaze. She remembered her brother telling her about the wild prince at some point, but the memory was faint. Either way, she wasn't really worried. In fact, she liked that there was someone else with the reckless edge around. Made things interesting, after all. "I'm Verose, but Rosa is fine by me." She didn't take any of the chips he'd offered to them, she wasn't really hungry anyways.

She would've told the two the country she came from, but the truth was that she didn't want them to know. She knew that even small news traveled fast in nobility and the shock-wave of her brother's death, the heir to the italian throne, had to have traveled just as quickly. And she didn't want the pity or sympathy. That was the only thing that would set her off. The pitying looks and the 'I know how you feels'. It got under her skin. Luckily her italian accent wasn't too thick so for all they knew she could hail from a country nearby. Plus there wasn't a single part of her name had any italian ancestry so, for the most part, she felt pretty secure when it came to them not finding out who she was.

[~stories untold.]

𝔎 𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒗 𝔎
~~~𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℛ𝓊𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒶
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Elena promptly decided upon arrival that being late was, indeed, a big deal. She made this conclusion the second a couple of men had come to grab her bags, which she all but shoved into their arms with another glance down at her phone. Plane delays weren't anyone's fault, really, but the fact she had to take a public one was, and that didn't necessarily sit well with her; she had a lovely conversation with an elderly woman who was having her first flight too, who held her hand so tight during takeoff she was amazed it didn't fall off (Elena didn't mention it was technically hers either, but a random pilot flying her around was not anything close to an ideal Friday). She didn't take the time to look at the buildings as they passed, or really check much out as the door was opened for her, eyes straight ahead and heading for whatever destination the men were leading her to.

She heard the faint sound of voices as she passed through the common area and instinctively lengthened her stride to give it the more refined look her Papa was always telling her about, tilting her head up ever-so-slightly. Elena didn't have selective hearing as much as she did simply hear the word 'party' and immediately stop walking and turn her head. She stood, head cocked to the side slightly, trying to see if she could identify their faces from afar, nail raking over the string of jewels around her neck in thought. She recognized the faces and yet not the names: probably ones she'd been shown on the news or papers given to her while still in Russia. "Princess?" A voice jolted her from her thoughts and the Russian looked back at him with a faintly apologetic smile, walking rapidly to catch up. All she needed to know were the faces in order to inquire about aforementioned party once the need struck her.

Setting down her stuff was easy simply because she opted not to unpack any of it. She was late already, jetlag was going to kill her, so figured to make the transition easy on herself by simply avoiding the work until she was up bustling all night in misery. Dramatic, yes, but Elena was always the kind of person to stay busy. With this in mind, Elena left most of her boxes unpacked in her room, shutting the door behind her as she began an expedition for some new company. The good news was it didn't take long for the brunette to get curious as there was loud rustling behind a closed bedroom door and immediately, the brunette figured 'why not' and knocked on the door, not waiting for a response before pushing it open all the way. "Hey there," She greeted nonchalantly, leaning her hip into the doorframe. A few seconds after she said her greeting did she actually see the person: a girl with her head in a book, other hand fumbling with some boxes. "Sorry to interrupt. I was just passing by and figured I'd pay a visit...wanted someone to look around with. You in?" Shrugging her shoulders, she let out another sigh, feet just outside the door in case the girl was not as open to strangers as herself.


Tags: Mieko ~~ Mention: Verose, Alfie, El, Wesley ~~ Location: Various

[ghostie,]

|| 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 ||
( age. eighteen | sexuality. straight | country. united kingdom | gender. cismale | location. lounge | tags. verose, alfie, éloise )

wes tilted his head slightly, his face still close to rosa's. he raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly, but before he could open to his mouth to answer, someone dropped down onto the couch beside him. he quickly leaned away from rosa, tunring to look at whoever was now sitting beside him. another guy, probably around the same age. "nope, no, you're not interrupting anything." he said, shaking his head.

we laughed. "nah mate, i'm planning an absolute banger for tonight." wes replied, reaching into the guy's bag of chip and stuffing a handful into his mouth. he listened as the guy introduced himself, followed by the girl. alfie and éloise. luxembourg and france. wes leaned back on the couch, tossing another handful of chips into his mouth. "alright so, i'm thinking, there's this hotel in town. rooftop patio. i can rent it out for tomorrow night, if everyone's down." he explained, reaching over and grabbing an oreo out of él's pack.

|| É𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍 ||
( age. seventeen | sexuality. queer | country. france | gender. cisfemale | location. lounge | tags. alfie, wes, verose )

él grimaced before following alfie into the lounge, laughing to herself when he threw himself down on the couch next two the other two people. she vaguely recognized the boy, but she had no recollection of every meeting the girl. shrugging, she walked over, planting herself into a beanbag chair opposite the couch. she raised an eyebrow when the girl said that they weren't interrupting. not interrupting, right. sure. nobody sits that close together during a normal conversation. her attention perked slightly at the mention of a party. she wasn't normally interested in parties, but hey, new school, new éloise.

ah, so her name was verose. no, él definitely didn't know her. and wesley. yes, she'd definitely heard of him before. anyway, she realized she should probably introduce herself. "i'm éloise, but you can call me él." she said, giving a slight wave before popping another oreo into her mouth. "i'm the princess of france, by the way." she added around the oreo in her mouth.

[intristin]

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[Vixyns]

( ♚ ) ──𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐎 𝐒 𝐄 ，
xxxrole. princess of italy & loc. lounge -> hallway & gender. female & sexuality. heterosexual & mentions. n/a & tags. wesley + alfie + el

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"They start in two days." Verose would sigh at her own words as she answers his question. Unlike the others, she'd never been expected to act 'properly' because they had been grooming her older brother to take the throne. Therefore, she was already quite behind and even though she didn't care about the crown, she didn't want to seem like a fool if there were etiquette classes. Yeah, she knew the basics to just about everything from her parents forcing her to learn two days after the accident but god was it annoying. She'd barely had time to grieve before they'd started cramming their ideals into her head. Skipping classes would be perfectly fine if it weren't for the fact that going home seemed worse to her than anything right now. This year was going to be a long one, she could already tell.

Rosa was definitely feeling that the room had gotten a bit stuffy. She wanted to go explore and see if maybe they had a swimming pool. And if they did, hopefully it was still available to be used during the night. A dip sounded like a good idea right now; probably relaxing. Plus if she bumped into anyone, she could give them a heads up about the party. She'd glance at the brown haired girl who'd introduced herself as El. She looked pretty squishy, but in a good way. Like a little kitten but one of the ones that would hiss at you and claw you if you held them wrong. She'd grin to herself at the thought before concealing a soft chuckle beneath her breath. Soon after, she'd speak up. "Well guys as fun as it's been I think I'm gonna go see if they have a pool. And if I see anyone around I'll be sure to give them a heads up about the party." She'd say before yawning softly. "Y'all feel free to follow me if ya want, but if not let me give you guys my number so I'll be sure to get the details about the party later."

She'd get up before wandering over and grabbing a tissue from a box on one of the counters. After looking around for a moment she'd find a pen and she'd write down her number down on one before walking back over behind the couch. She'd reach her hand over Alfie's head before letting the piece fall into his lap with a wink. She then walks out of the lounge quietly. After exiting the lounge, she'd lean against the wall of the hallway outside of it before pulling out her phone and searching up good shopping venues nearby. She wanted her room to be more cozy and right now it looked like a prison with fairy lights. Plus, she could always invite El to come with her; the girl seemed like she had taste. After finding a couple options and typing them into her notepad, she'd lean back against the wall before staring up at the ceiling, trying to think of where they'd keep a pool at in the massive building.

[baby blue]

(♕) ━━━━ ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛᴛᴇ ᴋᴀɴᴇ
female. eighteen. bisexual. on campus. henning and antonio.
charlotte watched the two boys converse, both taking a turn to shoot the basketball at the hoop. both missed and charlotte couldn't hide the quirk of her lips as she smiled. she wanted a chance to take a shot as well, wanting to see if she could prove that she knew how to play as well. maybe the boys would invite her to their practice as well if they saw that she knew how to shoot the ball...even if she technically didn't. charlotte typically stuck to swimming as a sports option, but any other workouts were done in a gym. she liked to keep fit, not for the figure though she supposed it was an added benefit, but rather for keeping her body healthy. she wanted to be a fit ruler for her kingdom, in both mind and body.

when henning asked if antonio wanted to join them on their adventure throughout the school, charlotte decided that she had better step forward quickly if she wanted her shot at, well, her shot. "hold on a minute henn," she said quickly, the nickname forming on her lips in a rather casual manner. "i should get my chance at the shot, right?" she said with a brow arching subtly. she walked towards the ball, which she noticed neither had retrieved and picked it up in her hands. she tossed the big orange ball back and forth between both hands, walking back to the court to take her shot from the exact spot that henning had taken his.

she bounced the ball once as she got herself into position. taking a deep breath, charlotte took her shot. she prayed it would at least hit the rim like henning's as if it wasn't there or the through the net, she would be a bit more embarassed. the sound of the ball hitting the rim was like music to her ears, except she didn't actually get it through the net. she was just relieved that she had at least hit where henning had so that she didn't have to compare herself to him if she did worse. "alright then," she said with a small laugh. "how about we get going with our exploration then."

[intristin]

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[wildsight]

✦ ──── 𝘔𝘐𝘌𝘒𝘖 "𝘐𝘝𝘠" 𝘚𝘈𝘐𝘛𝘖!! ────✦
(Female) ─ (Eighteen) ─ (Princess of Japan) ─ (No romantic interest) ─ (Location: Room) ─ (Tags: Elena)
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The job went much slower than she thought it would. She was spending more time reading her book, than putting things away. But it wasn't like, everything had to be done today. It was still two more days, before classes started. So, if she went with that she still had plenty of time to put her stuff away. Though, before she got here she had to put her stuff away, before she did anything else. That's, what everyone did. She sat down on her bed, and looked around the room. There, wasn't that much stuff let. With a sigh, she got up and began to put stuff away once again. She still took her book with her though. This, time though she would actually do more of putting her stuff away, than reading.

Apparently this wasn't working. Things had been put away, but in entirely different places than they we're supposed to. She was normally a very orginized person, but not now. She really just wanted to read at the moment. But then again, she really needed to get this stuff done. So, with a quick glance around the room she continued her work. Slowly, everything was getting put in its place. Though, she did glance at the pages every now and then. She was so wrapped up in the book, she didn't hear the door open, but heard a voice. She glanced around, before spotting someone standing in the doorway. She closed her book, before turning to the stranger. "Oh. Hey." she said, before continuing to listen. She was silent a moment. Should she? She wasn't fond of doing things with people she didn't know, but how else would she get to know everyone? "Sure, I guess." she said, before tossing her book on the bed.

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✦ ──── 𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘖 𝘎𝘈𝘙𝘊Í𝘈!! ────✦
(Male) ─ (Seventeen) ─ (Prince of Spain) ─ (No romantic interest) ─ (Location: Athletic Center) ─ (Tags: Henning, Charlotte)
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He gave a slight nod slightly surprised. Basketball was also popular back in Spain, but not as popular as Football. He watched as Henning grabbed a basketball as well, and took a shot. But missed it completely. He smiled slightly, before turning at his words. "Guess not. Though, I need a bit of practice myself." he said, before gazing at the basket. He could have made that basket earlier, but he was pretty sure he was going to need some more practice as well. He was about to decided if he should attempt another shot, but the sound of Henning's voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned as he asked if he wanted to join him, and Charlotte on their adventure. He wouldn't call exploring the campus an adventure really, but he wouldn't mind tagging along.

Before he could answer though, Charlotte interrupted, and said she should get a shot as well. He took a step back to watch, his eyes on the ball as she tossed it between her hands. He wasn't sure if she knew how to play basketball or not, but he was willing to watch anyway. Though, he was going to be quite disappointed in himself, if she got the shot, and he didn't. He watched as the ball hit the rim, but didn't go through the net. None of them had gotten the ball through the net. That, was a real shame if he really thought about it. But Charlotte's words brought him out of his thoughts, and he turned to the other two. "Well, I wouldn't mind tagging along, so why not? Let's go then." he said, with a small smile.

[Vixyns]

( ♚ ) ──𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐎 𝐒 𝐄 ，
xxxrole. princess of italy & loc. hallway & gender. female & sexuality. heterosexual & mentions. n/a & tags. alfie

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A slight grin would creep onto Rosa's face as she hears his voice before seeing him fall into step beside her. She'd heard a little about him of a course, but only from her brother. And she had no idea to the extent in which his chaotic ways could go; but, that's what made it exciting. Deciding it'd be best not to even mention her brother, assuming it'd lead to some follow up question about him or her family, she shrugs casually. "I've heard a little here and there." She'd say before glancing up at him after his next sentence rolls off his tongue. Now that; that was a good idea. It'd be something to do. And knowing him, it'd definitely be an experience to remember.

"Of course I'm in; who wouldn't be?" She'd smirk at him before glancing at a sign that was posted on the wall which gave arrows for the different places in the large school. After glancing at it and finally figuring out where the pool was; nearby the athletic building since she forgot that it's also a sport; her eyes would drift back to him. "Down to go swimming?" She'd ask, nodding at the sign. "I mean if not we could always just go do something else; I don't care, really."

[intristin]

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