From his perch on the second floor, Dakila peered down at the new students with thinly-veiled interested. From the reactions of the other existing students, they weren’t particularly pleased with this new development, but he didn’t actually mind most of them. If they were willing to get a higher...
Jasper had never really considered himself a snob. Sure, he enjoyed his luxury cars and fancy dinners, but he didn’t look down on other people for what they were worth. At least… not until now. As he sat on the steps of the grand staircase in the entrance hall, peering out the windows of the...
Ooh, I love her sm already. So pretty, and I'm really excited to see how she interacts with everyone! :o
oohh my god, I need to do this! I haven't made boards in a HOT second haha
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Hi there! I think my characters are completed, so please let me know if they're not up to par! @clxssified
This all looks super fun, and I'm really excited to begin. It's nice to meet you all :)
Tallulah Grymes
Tallulah nodded thoughtfully, unconsciously twirling her long hair around a finger, unraveling it, and repeating the process. A nervous-tick, one might call it. "I can get that done, I'd say. It may only be a rough design, but it's definitely doable." Suddenly, she launches...
Tallulah Grymes
"Yes!" She chirps, the excitement obvious on her face, as she rifles through the stack. A few shirts, a blouse here or there, a patterned pair of dress pants, a pleated skirt, and---her favorite---a gray, impossibly-soft cashmere sweater. It had taken her a few attempts to...
Tallulah Grymes
Tallulah leaned against the laminate countertops as he spoke, leniently 'hmmming' every so often when Ryland brought up much of what interested her. She focused straight on him, although he seemed quite adamant at avoiding her gaze. Not that she minded much, though; she'd prefer...
Tallulah Grymes
Tallulah takes a single step forward to grasp the magazine held out on Ryland's hand. With a cautious mind, she scans the from page. It reads, in rather large, obnoxious font, "Sven Hawthorne, Omen's Most Eligible Bachelor?" In her head, she scoffs a bit, although she bites her...
Tallulah Grymes
The jingle of the door's bell startles Tallulah only slightly. She was rushing to finish her paperwork; not because it was due anytime soon, but because there was just that thrill of finally getting something done and being able to put it out of the way. Still, it would have to...
Tallulah Grymes
Perhaps mornings aren't so bad… Tallulah mused to herself, gingerly cupping the steaming mug in the palms of her hands. It warmed them quite nicely, she had discovered; although it wasn't quite sweater weather, she had wished she had worn a thicker shirt. Regardless, Omen's...