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7 mos ago
All other RPs I haven't replied to, I'll have something for all pf them tomorrow. Thanks for the patience, guys.
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2 yrs ago
I'm sorry for the sudden disappearance. Just had a really rough couple of weeks.
2 yrs ago
Better now and hopefully will remain in good health. I'll need to read up on everything before I can post so I'll be a bit slow.
2 yrs ago
Hey guys! Been sick with really bad headaches so I couldn't post. I'll be better soon and will get back to everyone. Sorry for the delay.
2 yrs ago
Hi guys. Just been busy with my dad's birthday. I'll be posting again soon for all.
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Dorm Room 4
Interacting with: Lou

Lou was definitely a strange guy, awkwardly complementing her the first minute and then shifting to wanting to look at the possible damage on her phone. "Oh, thank you," Sasha said in her polite tone and then shook her head. "Don't worry about my phone. I've dropped it several times already and it has always proven itself to be really resilient," she explained, showing him the small dent on the phone's casing. "See? Just that small dent there, no big deal," she said and then pocketed the phone. Katia's message will have to wait a little later for her to finish reading it. Reading it now would be terribly impolite even though she wanted to.

"You're..." Sasha paused, trying to remember his name. They haven't been properly introduced before but she's heard his name several times. "...Lou, right?" she asked. "It seemed like you were having fun with the people outside..." she commented, not really sure what he meant by his earlier statement about it being a crazy night--if it was a good thing or not. It was, at the same time, an opening for him to exit her room. People in Russia really just don't go around bursting into rooms of people they don't know or at least not properly acquainted with. She would have told him to leave but Katia's words echoed through her head.

You're gonna be encountering a lot of people that are way way different from us. Their tradition and culture might shock you. Try to tolerate them a bit and make friends. They say that you find some of the best people in college, you know."

Okay, Katia, she thought to herself. It was, after all, her fault for not locking the door behind her.

"I-I'm Aleksasha, by the way. Sasha, for short," she politely introduced herself.
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Dorm Room 4
Interacting with: Lou

Closing the door behind her but not locking it, she walked over to her bed and sat on it, glad to be finally alone. In the room, she didn't need to force herself or pretend to want to interact with the other people on her floor. Sure, she could hold a conversation really well but she wasn't exactly the type to be that much friendly with people she barely knew and people who couldn't care less who she was. She tried with Hangyeol earlier but that didn't quite pan out the way she expected it to. It didn't really matter. If he took her on that invitation to be friends, then well and good. If that was too weird for him, then it's still cool. She didn't want to force anyone to be friends with her anyway.

She sent a quick text message to Ekaterina, her best friend, who in turn, replied back in a matter of seconds.

You should really go out and try to be friendlier to the people who you'll be spending the next few years with Sasha.

I tried to, Katia. Everyone's busy with getting drunk, getting stoned and I don't know, rushing off upstairs because someone screamed.

Someone screamed? Wild. Is it a good scream or the bad kind?

I don't know. I didn't wanna meddle in stuff I have no idea how to handle. I'm just gonna stay in here.

Engrossed in her message exchange with her friend, she disregarded the loud knock on her door, automatically thinking that it came from next door or possibly some drunk people horsing around outside her room. Her phone beeped once more, signalling Katia's response.

"Sash, listen. Just staying in your room is boriiiing. And---

She was halfway through Katia's message when a loud "HEY" made her jump and dropped her phone to the floor. The phone made a worrisome cracking sound as it bounced on the floor and clattered under her bed. A string of Russian expletives bursted out of her as she quickly bent down and retrieved her phone. As soon as the gadget was back in her hands, she jumped to her feet and quickly looked towards the door.

The funny guy was standing there with the door still open. "Ugh! Come in, come in. And close the door," she agreed before looking down and her phone for a quick check. Thankfully, there was only a minor dent at the edge. Other than that, it looked ok. She sighed in relief before looking up again at her unexpected guest. "Uhm... Hi?" she greeted uncertainly. "Did you need anything from me?" she asked politely.

Plaza Ballroom
Interaction: Noemi

Noemi was right. Lee did indeed hear that shiver of excitement in her voice. It was all too familiar to him especially after his latest Tragic Romantic movie "Forever" hit the big screen. Doing his role justice actually made some of his fans call him Jerry Peters instead of his real name and it was an understatement to say that the amount of excitement he was met with was overwhelming. It amused him and at the same time endeared his fans to him. Some, of course, were too much. And those fans, he generally stayed away from or at least tried his best to be polite to. Noemi, on the other hand, he found really cute. Though at the same time, it made him a little wary, the familiar worry surfacing. Sometimes the girls that knew him and approached him liked the idea of being with an actor instead of actually being with him. His exes were almost all the same. Would being paired through this project make it any different? Or would she be like any other girls he had crossed paths with? The same questions he'd been asking himself played again in his mind.

Wait. No matter what happens between the two of us, this is a vacation I fully intend to enjoy, he reminded himself.

Relaxing and pushing the thoughts out of his head, he focused his attention back on the woman he'd be spending a lot of time with on this trip. "Noemi Wayward," he repeated her name both to acknowledge her introduction and to commit it to memory. The name suited her. A pretty name for a pretty lady. When she seemed to agree to his suggestion, he watched her take charge and announce it to the rest of the table's occupants.

And then a whiff of her perfume.

He wasn't expecting her to stand up so abruptly that he had no time to straighten up or to step back. And by not being able to, he found himself a few inches away from her. Being in close quarters, he saw her face flush and an embarrassed look cross her face. Not wanting it to turn awkward, he moved to step back but not before Noemi pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. Pleasantly surprised, he watched her grab her name card and walked to where his seat was.

Grinning, he followed after her. She's definitely gotten him curious about her.
Yes, just been busy. Iโ€™ll have something for you later or tomorrow
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Dorm Hall
Interacting with: No One

Several others noticed the redhead and asked the very same question Sasha did. The Russian girl waited for an answer, almost sighing in relief when she said she thought she was okay. But the tremble in her voice was still there and as soon as she asked if anyone heard something, Sasha raised an eyebrow. What was she talking about? Heard what? The scream earlier? That was what she meant, right? Her eyes glanced towards the stairs going up. The floor manager and a handful of other people had rushed upstairs to take care of whatever happened, didn't they? She looked around. The loud music blaring from the speakers was enough to block out any other noise, really. Shaking her head no, her eyes strayed towards the empty pan of brownies. Did the redhead eat one of those too? Perhaps it was the reason why she was hearing things that no one else did. Or maybe someone else did hear whatever she heard?

Sasha shook her head. She didn't wanna ask any more question, she didn't wanna try to figure it out. And she really didn't want to hang around people that was either too drunk or too stoned to make sense of what was happening around them. And so with a polite smile to everyone there, she excused herself and finally headed towards the room she shared with Venus. It was what she had planned on doing earlier and for a moment, she wondered why she even bothered going around to try to get to know people in the first place. The only person she really needed to get along with was Venus. They shared a dorm room and it would be awkward if they weren't at least in speaking terms to each other. It was a good thing though that she actually liked the girl.

Side stepping several drunk people passed out on the floor, she quickly made her way to her room. As soon as she was in there, she closed the door behind her, not entirely blocking out the loud noise but at least muffling it a little. She went over to her bed, pulled out her cellphone from her pocket, sat down and began texting her bestfriend in Russia.

Plaza Ballroom
Interaction: Noemi

Lee's eyes immediately turned towards the voice that answered his question. They landed on a girl that he had seen earlier at the bar. She was pretty in her Bohemian dress and a flower crown on her head. It looks like she was dressed for fun, her choice of ensemble so very different from most of the women in the big ballroom. Not bothering to be discreet, he studied her, noting the ring she had placed on her finger. Although of a different design, it was no doubt decorated with the same stone as his. Watching her for a few more minutes, he noted how she seemed to study him from the corner of her eyes. She did it discreetly that he wasn't exactly sure if she really was studying him. He found it cute. When she looked down on her plate, the actor decided to get up and introduce himself properly to his designated soulmate.

With long strides, he was by her chair in a matter of seconds. "Hi...," he greeted casually, taking a quick glance at her nameplate on the table just to make sure he didn't make a mistake addressing her. "...Noemi. Seems like it's you and me. I'm Lee Walsh, by the way," he said with a smile as he introduced himself, well aware that there were some people who had no idea who he was. He always thought it rude to assume that everyone knows him just because he appears in the big screen. For a few seconds, he puzzled about what to do. Since he had never been in such a situation before, he had no real idea how to go about dealing with the announcement that this person was his soulmate. At the back of his head, he worried that she'd be like some of his exes, interested in him only because he was an A-lister. Though, she looked nice enough. Thinking he was being to judgmental, he shook the thought out of his head. He joined TAP to have fun. If he ended up romantically liking the person he had been paired with then good. If not, he would have still gained a new friend and be on a well deserved vacation. It was a win-win situation.

Steering his thoughts back to the present dilemma, he pondered what he should do. Should he offer his hand the way Naoko did? That would probably be the normal and probably the expected thing to do. Thinking that the uniquely dressed woman might appreciate a non conventional approach, he veered into a completely different direction. "It'd be strange to be paired together yet sit so far apart. I can't really imagine talking across the table," he gestured to where he was seated right opposite her. "What do you think of moving your chair by mine so we can chat while we have dinner? Or maybe we can ask the other people here to switch chairs?" he suggested.


Darric nodded towards Callie. "Yes, I agree. The young ones should be trained to protect themselves. But they will not be in the heart of the battle. It would distract the more veteran fighters if our young are harmed." He turned towards the door of the cabin just as a knock echoed on it.

It was Claudia's turn to nod towards Callie. "A strong one please. We need all the time we can get to prepare..." her voice trailed off as her eyes fell on a tall, slender blonde female that walked past her and straight towards Caius.

"Caius, thank God you're safe. I traveled miles back here as soon as I heard," the newcomer said as she wrapped her arms around the younger of the twins. She promptly pressed a quick kiss on her lips and then began fussing over him, asking questions about what happened.

All Caius could really do was blink in surprise. And then he cleared his throat. "I'm okay, Hannah," he said, gently moving her arms off him. "My girlfriend was there to help."

Plaza Ballroom
Interaction: The Table

Lee watched as waiters and waitresses paraded into the ballroom carrying flutes of ice cream neatly placed on serving trays. The application form he had filled out had been extensive and detailed, including his favorite flavors and so he expected that heโ€™d be served with his preferece. As a flute of light brown ice cream was placed on the table in front of him, he smiled. So far so good. He took the spoon and tasted it. Salted caramel. Perfect.

As he dug into the treat enthusiastically, he found his own ring at the bottom. Scooping it out and wiping it off with a napkin, he noticed that the rest of the people at the table were doing the same thing. The ring that had been given to him was a pale green band inlaid with gold. A jade โ€Nice,โ€ he murmured, appreciating the simple yet elegant design.

โ€So, I guess our pairs would have the same ring, right?โ€ he asked more to himself than to anyone. His eyes automatically fell on Yvonne. Perhaps it was because he had gotten a little acquainted with her earlier, he was curious if he had somehow been paired with her. When she saw that her ring wasnโ€™t similar to his, he felt a slight disappointment. He looked around the room. โ€Jade, anyone?โ€ he asked with a grin.
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Dorm Hall
Interacting with: Couch gang and Ylva

Sasha hung out by the couch, not really interacting with anyone but acknowledging nods of greetings that came her way. She watched her dorm mates interact with each other, noting for sure that the guy on the couch who claimed to have made the brownies was the most stoned out of everyone there-he was obviously drifting in and out of conversations. He found his giggle sorta cute. The Russian's eyes turned towards the brownies, a little curious about how bad it tasted, as Lou commented. She watched in anticipation as the guy who had bought a wagon full of supplies took the last piece, following its path from the pan into his mouth. She chuckled at his comment. She had never tasted weed brownies before but she could imagine it.

And then there was that sex doll. Matilda. It had a name. I guess men do name their toys... she thought to herself, her brown eyes observing how said doll was passed on to the grinning Lou. And then her eyes shifted to Julius who took both Lou and the doll away. I guess this place is really full of strange people... or maybe I'm just being too judgmental?

She had half the mind to go back into her room but before she could take a step towards it, the redhead's panicked voice made her stay. With a worried look, she tentatively asked. "Hey... are you okay?"

Plaza Ballroom
Interaction: Yvonne Elaine King, The Table

Lee was waiting to find out what Yvonne did for a living but before she could answer, the music stopped. The actor turned his head towards the stage and watched the balding man deliver his announcement. Dinner would be served and then an announcement from the CEO, the long awaited event for everyone was finally gonna be starting. "Let the festivities begin," he said, finished his beer and then stood up. "We should catch up again sometime," he gave Yvonne a grin and then waited for her to walk ahead of him before he headed towards his own table.

As he made his way to the table, he heard several people calling out his name. Turning his head, he gave those people smiles and acknowledgement nods, thankful that they were all grounded on their chairs in preparation for dinner. He didn't want a reprise of the earlier events. He also passed by the table with the woman from earlier sitting beside two other females. As he walked by, he could feel her sharp gaze on him. Another person he was glad not to be sitting with. A look of disappointment was on her face when he walked past and he heard a loud, exaggerated sigh.

As he neared his own table, he was pleasantly surprised to find out that it was the same table Yvonne stopped at. Apparently, she was seated in the same table as he was. He had no real problems with conversing with people but it was always nice to actually know someone in a table full of strangers. When he heard her tell the group what she did for a living, he gave a small nod of appreciation. He had always thought artists were interesting people.

He watched Yvonne take a seat and then let the pretty Japanese woman introduce herself before he spoke up. "Hi! I'm Leon Walsh. Some people might know me more as Ethan. I'm an actor and a model. It's a pleasure to meet you all." He made a plain introduction and then gave the current occupants of the table a friendly smile before taking his seat.
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