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Rosefell High.

Wait. Higher Brother and Snoop had a collab?@ayzrules

@KillBox

yes ;D

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Rosefell High.

Steph Wang

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❝ Pink makes everything pretty! ❞

🌸𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮:

Stephanie Shaoqing Wang

🌸𝓝𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼:

Steph, by most everyone she knows

🌸𝓐𝓰𝓮:

Seventeen (she'll turn eighteen next June)

🌸𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂:

Bisexual

🌸𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻:

Female

🌸𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓼:

So single

🌸𝓛𝓪𝓫𝓮𝓵:

The Ditzy Cheerleader/The Girly-Girl

🌸𝓜𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓵 + 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓭𝓮:

Estelle Chen; #F4BAD0 and #FF9EBF for Fontmeme

🌸𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮:

Steph's definitely not the most formidable of people, standing at five feet and four inches (though her impractically high heels give her at least another four or five) and weighing less than one-hundred and twenty pounds. Her hair is thick and straight, and it is naturally a jet black color, though she's dyed it everything from red to blonde to pink (back when dyeing your hair with Kool-Aid was a thing, in middle school). When she was younger, Steph was pretty indecisive about her hair, and was constantly getting it altered, but she's kept her hairstyle consistent since her freshman year of high school. Right now, it falls a couple inches past her shoulders. Steph thinks that it's too straight, but unfortunately, her hair doesn't hold curls very well. Steph has taken to getting up an hour earlier just to curl her hair...even knowing that by the end of the day, all evidence of her hard work will be pretty much gone.

Steph's features are always arranged in an open, friendly expression, and her warm brown eyes are always usually cheerfully optimistic and/or mischievous. Her eyebrows are perfectly plucked, and her skin is always flawlessly maintained via an extensive skin-care routine that Steph likes to think that she perfected a year ago. Her face is somewhere in between "circular" and "heart-shaped", and her hands are rather small, though her fingers are long and slender (Steph attributes this to the hours of piano and violin she was forced to endure up until sophomore year). She is on the slimmer side and leanly muscular, thanks to years of ballet, Chinese dance, gymnastics, and cheer.

On most days, Steph refuses to be seen in public without a full face of makeup on-foundation, concealer, mascara, lipstick and/or lip gloss, eyeliner, nail polish, highlighter, eye shadow; the whole shebang. Steph loves anything sparkly and anything pink, and she takes great pride in her killer winged eyeliner. Steph's generally a pretty cheerful person, and it shows; there's always a playful spring in her step, no matter what choice of footwear she's got for the day, be it a pair of cute lavender ballet flats or seven-inch platform heels bedazzled with rhinestones.

Steph's personal style is very pink and very girly. She loves everything sparkly, too, and she's always had a soft spot for florals. On a day-to-day basis, Stephs likes skirts (especially those cute pleated high-waisted ones), crop tops, and loose, billowy cardigans, paired with heels and hoop earrings. When it's colder outside, Steph prefers longer skirts and dresses and/or skinny jeans with heeled boots, silk scarves, pea coats, and cute mittens/earmuffs...all in pink, of course. For special occasions, her go-tos are glitzy mini-dresses and sparkly stilettos.

🌸𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂:

At a first glance, Steph is unnecessarily focused on small, overly specific details and unbearably girly. She is bubbly and outgoing, and her friendly, cheerful disposition is well-liked by her peers, even if they do make fun of her for her propensity of wearing high heels everywhere she goes. Though Steph can be very prissy and a bit shallow or superficial, she doesn't have a single mean bone in her body. She can talk about anything and everything for hours on end. Some tend to find this incessant chatter exceedingly irritating, which Steph is not always the most aware of. She is a kind and sweet person at heart, and she refuses to say anything bad about other people as a general principle.

If Steph is not always aware of how much she talks, she is aware of the feelings and thoughts of others. Steph is naturally people-smart and is good at picking up subtle hints that indicate shifts in emotions in others. She's a very good listener and always willing to offer comfort to other people. Empathetic, understanding, and cheerful, Steph is perpetually impeccably organized and ready for anything. She's a bit of a perfectionist with a stickler for keeping everything neat and organized. Steph has an infernal inability to keep her mouth shut on things that don't really matter, making her an incorrigible gossip.

Despite her rather silly tendencies, Steph is a natural-born diplomat and compromiser, capable of expertly mediating tense situations. Armed with a firm belief in common courtesy, she is able to get even the most stubborn of people to agree to things through the application of hot drinks and sugary treats and pure politeness. She has a breezy, brisk way of going about her business, and she is remarkably good at keeping track of and managing people, for all her sparkly ways.

Finally, although one wouldn't guess it from Steph's outward appearance and mannerisms, Steph possesses a sharp intelligence and an ability to analyze all sorts of problems and situations in the blink of an eye. She is most certainly not as ditzy as she comes off as, in terms of academics (though in any other field, besides maybe makeup/fashion and cheer? Questionable). Steph has always maintained high expectations for herself, and she refuses to be anything less than perfect in everything from her grades to her hair to her hot pink planner.

🌸𝓑𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂:

Steph comes from a pretty normal family, all in all - a mom, a dad, and a younger brother who is kind of a pain in the ass, sometimes. From a young age, her parents stressed the importance of education for both Steph and her brother, and Steph remembers many afternoons being forced to do random print-outs of math problems her parents found somewhere on the Internet. When Steph was ten, they moved to Ohio, and have lived there ever since.

When Steph was five, her parents put her into a beginner ballet class, which Steph got bored of so quickly, because first position second position blah blah blah, boring. She then switched into Chinese dance for a while, and then rhythmic gymnastics, where she got a real taste of what suffering meant after trying and failing a bajillion times to somehow master a toss-chaines turn-catch sequence with a ribbon without getting the fucking thing tangled or having the stick just bounce off of her palm, before she finally was able to convince her parents to put her into artistic gymnastics (despite their protests that it was "too dangerous").

From there on out, she got into cheer, and when she tried out in her freshman year at Rosefell, she managed to secure herself a spot on the team. Steph's a flyer through-and-through, and she loves pulling a needle while balanced in midair or throwing some punch fronts.

Steph's always been able to get good grades, despite her flighty nature. Her parents' #AznParenting has left its mark on her study habits, and Steph has a fairly good memory, which helps her in classes like history. Lately, however, she's been having a hard time trying to figure out what the hell she's going to do with her life - she'd like to do something with shopping and fashion at some point, but her parents want her to do boring shit like computer science. Which is, like, absolutely gross.

🌸𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂:

Steph's mom (44) and dad (42) immigrated from China, after both of them finished undergrad degrees in Harbin and Shanghai, respectively. Steph's mom is from Harbin, while her dad is from Huangshan. She has a younger brother named Kevin (15) who is a sophomore at Rosefell.

🌸𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼:

A lot of times, Steph just can't shut up. Which, according to most of her friends, is her worst trait (they also make fun of her penchant for waltzing around in extremely impractical high heels, but you know. Fight her). Her friends also think that Steph's a good listener, and she's also very slow to anger.

Steph drives her mom's crusty old minivan, which sucks, but it's better than no car at all (at least, that's what she tells herself. The minivan really is very ratchet). Steph prides herself for her ability to perfectly apply sparkly pink eyeshadow while operating said motor vehicle...which seems like a safety hazard, but you know. It be like that sometimes.

In terms of sports, Steph has always liked more fast-paced things, which is why she fell in love with cheer and artistic gymnastics. The one thing she got from rhythmic gymnastics was her flexibility - Steph can pull an oversplit or a chest stand like nobody's business.

(And my favorite part of xmas is probably getting a month off of school, bless)

🌸𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼:

Flowers and floral print (Steph is obsessed with flowers, for some obscure reason that even she is not entirely sure of. Maybe just 'cause they're pretty?), sushi, red bean baozi, any restaurants that serve vegan dishes, watermelon and watermelon juice, short/ruffled/pleated skirts, crop tops, tank tops/spaghetti strap tank tops, sundresses, sweets and sugary drinks, organization, sparkly gel plans and colorful planners, history, period dresses (she adores Victorian-era gowns), couture gowns, museums, high heels, choker necklaces, make-up, shopping, hoop earrings, cute clothes in general, strawberry milkshakes, tumbling, cheer, glitter/sparkles, pop music (especially of the "trashy" variety), Chinese period dramas (because the outfits are so gorgeous), her hot-pink car, social media, anything pink, cheerleading/rhythmic or artistic gymnastics/dance, being active, strawberries, Starbucks

🌸𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼:

Boats (she gets horribly seasick), disappointing other people, feeling like she hasn't met her own expectations, people who think she's stupid because she likes gossiping and make-up, messy notes, drab clothing in subdued colors, ruining her hair/clothes/make-up, bitter melon, the smell of cigarette smoke, big dogs (but only when they slobber all over her. Big dogs are fine as long as they stay far, far away, ya feel?), disorganization, rainy days, long plane rides, racist/sexist people, dumb football players who don't know when to stop trying to get into her pants, the fact that her parents want her to go into a field like CS (or something equally boring)

🌸𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰:

Dalla Dalla by Itzy
I don't care about what others think (Hey!)
I like my style, cause that's me (Hey!)
Sisters tell me I'm too daring
(I'm sorry, sorry) I don't plan to change

Don't care what people say, I know myself
I'm talkin' to myself, stay strong
Keep your head up and go after your dreams
Just keep on dreaming, whoa!

🌸𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓼 + 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼:

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Robot Unicorn Attack! (WIP experimental idea - need thoughts/feedback)

YAAAAAAS IM IN
also is it only gonna be female racers still?

@KZOMBI3

probably lol unless people have strong objections otherwise

(but also, fancy gowns ya feel me)

Robot Unicorn Attack! (WIP experimental idea - need thoughts/feedback)

CAN I TRANSFER MY NYX / SOL BABY OVER THO?!

@KZOMBI3

ye for sure

Rosefell High.

!!!! can i reserve Estelle Chen and #F4BAD0? <3

Robot Unicorn Attack! (WIP experimental idea - need thoughts/feedback)

@KZOMBI3 ahahahaha maybe! no premade names or anything tho if I go through with it ;D

Robot Unicorn Attack! (WIP experimental idea - need thoughts/feedback)

Basically, a RP based off the game Robot Unicorn Attack 2 centered around robot unicorn racers where I hand-wave all the sci-fi because let's be real, I'm only in this for the couture gowns and sparkly aesthetics

Because there is so little of the world/sci-fi developed, I'd be totally down if you wanted to develop stuff on your own and then run it by me. I figure there'd be some kind of place where I could compile everything that people came up with on their own, if that's something that people wanted

This is the basic premise I have written up:

Robot unicorn racing: a sport dubbed as ‘glitter-clad annihilation’ by Unicorn City’s most infamous tabloids–and rightfully so. Racers decked out in jewels and gemstones gallop through the treacherous tracks in surprisingly functional stilettos, dashing recklessly through shimmering stars and maneuvering their way around deadly plasma beams, running the risk of smashing their unicorns into its component robot parts when they misjudge that one tricky jump….

Indeed, robot unicorn racing is a candy-coated cream puff of a sport with a tough-as-nails center. Racers jump and chase high scores and gold medals in a pre-teen girl’s fever dream made flesh with a skill and precision that makes the brutal sport look pretty.

But even with all the glitz and glamour of the industry, insiders will tell you that there is nothing even remotely pretty about the machinations that go on behind-the-scenes. The hours are long, the competition is cutthroat, and most of all, the higher you climb, the harder you fall…

Basic world info, not required reading right now but if you were interested

The Estrellian Federation (TEF)
A a collection of three planets (Ice World, Lava World, and Sky World), plus Unicorn City, a floating metropolis that connects them all. They are known for their cutting-edge technology, booming economy, and thriving entertainment industry-from glitzy fashion shows to robot unicorn racing, they’ve got it all.

Robot Unicorn Racing
1) History: robot horses (half horse, half robot) first started being developed about 50 years ago, but progress was slow. Robot unicorns were created thirty years ago, and a couple years later, robot unicorn racing exploded onto the scene when a Sky World talent agency bought the rights to a set of robot unicorns from the original manufacturer and turned them into an entertainment product.

Mechanical unicorns are still a relatively new phenomenon; approximately ten years ago, there was a wave of anti-robot sentiment as a group of scientists working for one of the larger unicorn manufacturing companies accidentally released a rogue AI into Unicorn City, where it then conducted a series of terrorist attacks, but everything returned to normal a few years later.

2) How the Industry Works: agencies (there is one main one for each world, as well as dozens of smaller/more minor ones) provide the unicorns (which they commission from manufacturers), and then they look for racers to compete with the unicorns. The industry is very female-dominated, though male racers are starting to gain popularity. When a girl is scouted, it’s half about actual skill and half about their looks and/or personality, as sponsorships and advertising revenues and partnerships with fashion labels are mostly how the agencies earn money (although, it was 100% about actual skill when the industry was first getting started).

Throughout the years, the robot unicorn racing industry has gotten increasingly competitive, because agencies are always looking for someone newer, younger, prettier, et cetera. These days, racers are a mix of celebrities, models, and actual racers, thanks to the commercialization of the industry, and there are definitely instances where girls get scouted solely because their outward appearance goes well with a certain unicorn. However, if they want to stay relevant in the industry, these girls have to pick up the in’s and out’s of unicorn racing very quickly.

+info about scoring, agencies, and each planet and such that I'm refraining from pasting here but will provide upon request!

As for the actual robot unicorns, it would be mostly me providing the pics/stats, and you'd be allowed to modify things but I guess big modifications (i.e. changing the racing specialty) would have to go through me, to ensure that we have a balance.

Example

Racer Name: SNOW (Marivana Irindra)

Agency: 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 (Ice World)

Notable Features: Sparkle Charmer (or S.C., as Marivana calls her) is a slightly older model of robot unicorn. She’s strong and sturdy, and very, very resilient.

Running Speed: Moderate

Endurance: Moderate

Flying Speed: Ascends gracefully

Strength: High

Rate of Acceleration: Moderate/medium

Racing Strengths & Specialties:

Sparkle Charmer is, if nothing else, very strong. Her ‘dash’ is one of the strongest ones in the industry, and she breaks through stone golems and stars and laser geysers with ease, getting both herself and Snow through these obstacles with sheer force alone.
In addition, the combination of Sparkle Charmer’s flying speed and strength means that she is able to pull off fancy swirls and other flying tricks that other unicorns may not be able to hold and/or perform for very long.
Other than that, Sparkle Charmer seems deceptively average in all other fields, but make no mistake about it-there is a reason Snow and Sparkle Charmer have stayed in the industry for as long as they have. Because what Sparkle Charmer lacks in speed and precision, she makes up for in sheer experience. Both unicorn and racer are seasoned veterans, and even without the best stats possible, the two of them know how to work with each other to win a race.
Racing Weaknesses & Shortcomings:

Sparkle Charmer is not a very subtle (for the lack of a better word) robot unicorn. She’s not nearly as nimble or as agile as some of the other unicorns out there, and complex dressage maneuvers are beyond her capabilities.
She is also not a very fast unicorn. She’s not slow, not by any means, but in a race of sheer speed alone, she would never stand a chance against some of the other unicorns.
Sparkle Charmer’s precision/accuracy falls somewhere in the middle. It’s definitely not her strongest suit.

Like the title says, this is a very experimental and still WIP idea that I might not end up going through with. Let me know what y'all think though!!!! <3

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When Royalty Collides

 

Han had made her way into where everyone had congregated. She could see all sorts of familiar faces, as far as her eye could see. She had the pleasure of doing business with some of these kingdoms. Some kingdoms she was quite fond of, and maintained a relationship that was beyond commerce and diplomacy. And some other kingdoms.. well... let’s just say that they had some fuckery going on that Han didn’t exactly approve of.

Currently, the princess of Tuyen Phu was waiting patiently for a rather special someone. A prince of Castilya. He was supposed to be a rather special person to Han, but quite honestly Han was only trying to be with him because her parents told her to do so. As much of an independent royal she was, she had to listen to the word of her parents as long as they lived. She stood at a table, her head propped up on an arm as she waited for him. But lo and behold, he was already there, much to the indifference of Han.

“Prince Alejandro. A pleasure, as always.” She said, before looking down at her dress, “Why, thank you. You have a very beautiful… gold… to your body.”

Alejandro beamed at her, not particularly put off by her general, uh, lack of coherence (at least, with regards to his outfit). “Oh, thank you,” he replied, adjusting one of his earrings. “I love the color of your dress, too. Pink is so gorgeous.”

Alejandro paused, took a tiny sip of his drink. “Are you enjoying Aciras so far?” he asked, pleasantly. “I hope your flight wasn’t too long - it would have been much longer than mine, I imagine, and I was pretty exhausted when we finally landed.”

Han chuckled softly. It was sweet of him to consider her fight here. The flight to Aciras was a rather long one, but the reason for flying far outweighed the tediousness and bother it took to get here. There were many opportunities for her here, one of which was right in front of her right now.

“Oh, it was long. But, it was not bad at all. Not much turbulence on the way here. Some jet lag, but I’ll be okay.” Han mused, “What about you? How was the flight from Castilya?”

“Mmm, it wasn’t horrible. But my hair was a mess after napping on the way over,” answered Alejandro, flashing her another grin. “The jet lag is awful, I agree, but I’m sure you have it worse than I do.”

Alejandro took another sip, using the movement as an excuse to flick his gaze towards Phillip. He was with Imani, of course - oh, but that gown of hers is lovely - and Gen (whose gown was also lovely), and he saw that Henri was talking to the trio as well.

Alejandro would have loved to go up to Phillip, say something not very PG-13 to him and then fuck off to somewhere upstairs and behind closed (preferably locked) doors, but obviously, that was not going to happen - not right now, at least. He let his eyes slide back to Han as he brought the delicate glass away from his lips.

“Have you visited Aciras before?” he asked. “I have, a few times, but I’m afraid that I still haven’t seen very much of it.”

“I have… but I unfortunately also have the same case as you.” Han had been to Aciras a few times on diplomatic matters, but she unfortunately never really took the time for herself as her schedule was filled with more pressing matters, “This kingdom is beautiful. I would love to explore it sometime.”

“I would, too,” Alejandro agreed. “I mean, I’ve been to the palace, obviously, and some of the other cities - mostly for the fashion shows. But I’ve never really had a chance to see the rest of it.”

“How does Aciras compare to Tuyen Phu?” Alejandro continued with a laugh, mostly to keep them from lapsing into an awkward silence. “Well, what you’ve seen of Aciras, anyway.”

“Aciras is bigger… but obviously I prefer Tuyen Phu.” Han smiled, “I’ll always prefer it.”

Alejandro grinned, nodded in agreement. “But of course,” he replied, laughing lightly. “The food here, for one, is different. And that’s just for me, coming from Castilya - I’m sure it must be even more so for you.”

“I have never had Aciran cuisine before, so I cannot say. But, I hear this place has some very good food. I’ve seen some of it on television. Some good places I’d love to try here, but I don’t think it quite does food like we do, or like Castilya.”

“Mmm, I see,” said Alejandro. “I’ve had some of the food - obviously not all of the different kinds, but I’ve had some of them - and while it’s good, it’s just not the same, you know?”

Alejandro scanned the assembled crowd, again. “Have you seen Princess Vivian anywhere?” he mused out loud. “I haven’t seen her around at all, and I do feel bad for not congratulating her on her engagement, yet.” He laughed, a tad sheepishly. “She and her family are the hosts of this event, of course.”

Han had just finished thinking of a response to whatever Alejandro was saying before she was asked about Princess Vivian. Come to think of it, she hadn’t really seen her either. She wasn’t present at the door when she had arrived here. “I have not. I only saw Princess Raven and the King and Queen. I would hazard a guess that she is… making her rounds?”

“I see,” Alejandro replied, “that makes sense, yeah.” He let his eyes flit through the room, again. “Do you see anyone that you’d like to talk to, here?” he asked, smiling and raising an eyebrow. “Seeing as we’re expected to be social, and everything.”

“I would like to see Prince Erik, but it appears that I do not see him… maybe he is preoccupied?” Or his skinny dick havin’ ass is just too busy with a pussy that don’t pop for him. “What about you? I’m sure there are some you’d like to see. I do not mind tagging along.”

Alejandro let out an amused huff. “Probably,” he admitted, knowing that Ara and Erik being together was some tea. “My friends Phillip and Imani are right over there,” he said, tilting his head in their direction. “If you don’t mind, we can go find them.”

Prince Phillip and Princess Imani… Han was familiar with them, but she hadn’t interacted much with them. But, better late than never, right? Might as well go start. “Sure. Just lead the way.” She held her arm out for Alejandro to take. Was that the thing to do with her future husband? She wasn’t sure.

Alejandro grinned, easily sliding his arm through Han’s. He started walking in their direction, noting that Gen was walking away with Prince Henri as they began navigating around the other small groups of people.

Imani was wearing a stunning off-the-shoulder gown, and as they approached, Alejandro could see that Phillip was wearing a blue ascot. He smiled to himself, inwardly, already wondering what the fabric would feel like under his fingers.

“Prince Phillip, Princess Imani,” Alejandro said by way of greeting, opting to include their titles, as they were in a public setting. He unlaced his arm from Han’s so that he could kiss Phillip (though they were more of pecks than kisses, in Alejandro’s opinion), once on each side of his face, his hands lingering for perhaps a second longer than they had to before he drew away. Then, he gave Imani a brief hug - they were close enough friends that Imani was comfortable with it - and threaded his arm through Han’s again. “How are you both? This is my fiancé, Princess Han,” he continued, inclining his head in her direction as he spoke.

testing stuff

 

Han had made her way into where everyone had congregated. She could see all sorts of familiar faces, as far as her eye could see. She had the pleasure of doing business with some of these kingdoms. Some kingdoms she was quite fond of, and maintained a relationship that was beyond commerce and diplomacy. And some other kingdoms.. well... let’s just say that they had some fuckery going on that Han didn’t exactly approve of.

Currently, the princess of Tuyen Phu was waiting patiently for a rather special someone. A prince of Castilya. He was supposed to be a rather special person to Han, but quite honestly Han was only trying to be with him because her parents told her to do so. As much of an independent royal she was, she had to listen to the word of her parents as long as they lived. She stood at a table, her head propped up on an arm as she waited for him. But lo and behold, he was already there, much to the indifference of Han.

“Prince Alejandro. A pleasure, as always.” She said, before looking down at her dress, “Why, thank you. You have a very beautiful… gold… to your body.”

Alejandro beamed at her, not particularly put off by her general, uh, lack of coherence (at least, with regards to his outfit). “Oh, thank you,” he replied, adjusting one of his earrings. “I love the color of your dress, too. Pink is so gorgeous.”

Alejandro paused, took a tiny sip of his drink. “Are you enjoying Aciras so far?” he asked, pleasantly. “I hope your flight wasn’t too long - it would have been much longer than mine, I imagine, and I was pretty exhausted when we finally landed.”

Han chuckled softly. It was sweet of him to consider her fight here. The flight to Aciras was a rather long one, but the reason for flying far outweighed the tediousness and bother it took to get here. There were many opportunities for her here, one of which was right in front of her right now.

“Oh, it was long. But, it was not bad at all. Not much turbulence on the way here. Some jet lag, but I’ll be okay.” Han mused, “What about you? How was the flight from Castilya?”

“Mmm, it wasn’t horrible. But my hair was a mess after napping on the way over,” answered Alejandro, flashing her another grin. “The jet lag is awful, I agree, but I’m sure you have it worse than I do.”

Alejandro took another sip, using the movement as an excuse to flick his gaze towards Phillip. He was with Imani, of course - oh, but that gown of hers is lovely - and Gen (whose gown was also lovely), and he saw that Henri was talking to the trio as well.

Alejandro would have loved to go up to Phillip, say something not very PG-13 to him and then fuck off to somewhere upstairs and behind closed (preferably locked) doors, but obviously, that was not going to happen - not right now, at least. He let his eyes slide back to Han as he brought the delicate glass away from his lips.

“Have you visited Aciras before?” he asked. “I have, a few times, but I’m afraid that I still haven’t seen very much of it.”

“I have… but I unfortunately also have the same case as you.” Han had been to Aciras a few times on diplomatic matters, but she unfortunately never really took the time for herself as her schedule was filled with more pressing matters, “This kingdom is beautiful. I would love to explore it sometime.”

“I would, too,” Alejandro agreed. “I mean, I’ve been to the palace, obviously, and some of the other cities - mostly for the fashion shows. But I’ve never really had a chance to see the rest of it.”

“How does Aciras compare to Tuyen Phu?” Alejandro continued with a laugh, mostly to keep them from lapsing into an awkward silence. “Well, what you’ve seen of Aciras, anyway.”

“Aciras is bigger… but obviously I prefer Tuyen Phu.” Han smiled, “I’ll always prefer it.”

Alejandro grinned, nodded in agreement. “But of course,” he replied, laughing lightly. “The food here, for one, is different. And that’s just for me, coming from Castilya - I’m sure it must be even more so for you.”

“I have never had Aciran cuisine before, so I cannot say. But, I hear this place has some very good food. I’ve seen some of it on television. Some good places I’d love to try here, but I don’t think it quite does food like we do, or like Castilya.”

“Mmm, I see,” said Alejandro. “I’ve had some of the food - obviously not all of the different kinds, but I’ve had some of them - and while it’s good, it’s just not the same, you know?”

Alejandro scanned the assembled crowd, again. “Have you seen Princess Vivian anywhere?” he mused out loud. “I haven’t seen her around at all, and I do feel bad for not congratulating her on her engagement, yet.” He laughed, a tad sheepishly. “She and her family are the hosts of this event, of course.”

Han had just finished thinking of a response to whatever Alejandro was saying before she was asked about Princess Vivian. Come to think of it, she hadn’t really seen her either. She wasn’t present at the door when she had arrived here. “I have not. I only saw Princess Raven and the King and Queen. I would hazard a guess that she is… making her rounds?”

“I see,” Alejandro replied, “that makes sense, yeah.” He let his eyes flit through the room, again. “Do you see anyone that you’d like to talk to, here?” he asked, smiling and raising an eyebrow. “Seeing as we’re expected to be social, and everything.”

“I would like to see Prince Erik, but it appears that I do not see him… maybe he is preoccupied?” Or his skinny dick havin’ ass is just too busy with a pussy that don’t pop for him. “What about you? I’m sure there are some you’d like to see. I do not mind tagging along.”

Alejandro let out an amused huff. “Probably,” he admitted, knowing that Ara and Erik being together was some tea. “My friends Phillip and Imani are right over there,” he said, tilting his head in their direction. “If you don’t mind, we can go find them.”

Prince Phillip and Princess Imani… Han was familiar with them, but she hadn’t interacted much with them. But, better late than never, right? Might as well go start. “Sure. Just lead the way.” She held her arm out for Alejandro to take. Was that the thing to do with her future husband? She wasn’t sure.

Alejandro grinned, easily sliding his arm through Han’s. He started walking in their direction, noting that Gen was walking away with Prince Henri as they began navigating around the other small groups of people.

Imani was wearing a stunning off-the-shoulder gown, and as they approached, Alejandro could see that Phillip was wearing a blue ascot. He smiled to himself, inwardly, already wondering what the fabric would feel like under his fingers.

“Prince Phillip, Princess Imani,” Alejandro said by way of greeting, opting to include their titles, as they were in a public setting. He unlaced his arm from Han’s so that he could kiss Phillip (though they were more of pecks than kisses, in Alejandro’s opinion), once on each side of his face, his hands lingering for perhaps a second longer than they had to before he drew away. Then, he gave Imani a brief hug - they were close enough friends that Imani was comfortable with it - and threaded his arm through Han’s again. “How are you both? This is my fiancé, Princess Han,” he continued, inclining his head in her direction as he spoke.