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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/5/2015, 8:48 am

Cleopatra was finally done with her make-up. Rich golden khôl, velvet brown eyeshadow, fruity gold-spangled lipstick and apricot blush. She didn't really need to do that much of contouring since her features were naturally regular and symmetrical, giving her an innocent-looking face with very large, shimmering green eyes which depth said, I'm focusing only on you. I am fascinated by what you're saying. Her full lips and smooth skin had a natural healthy shine and her velvet hair fell in opulent curls over her shoulders.
She hadn't yet started on her hairdo and nail polish because she couldn't decide which shoes to wear. These beautiful white T-straps with the golden heels? Or rather these gorgeous golden cages? Problem was, these cages were really magnificent but Cleopatra didn't want to have too much gold. Her dress and make-up was enough. And the white high heels underlined her shapely legs. But there again, the Gatsby design of the cages.... Damn.
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Post by Adélie on 2/5/2015, 9:14 am

Decked out in her best Mission Impossible clothes - which basically consists of a black tee shirt and a pair of dark sunglasses -, Saskia darts out from her hiding spot in the undergrowth next to the Aphrodite cabin and peers into the window. From what she can see, there's no one in there. Good, she thinks. It only makes her plan easier to carry out.

From the floor plans that she procured, Saskia knows that if she enters the doors, walks forward and then turns to to the right there will be an incredibly large bathroom - her destination. The Aphrodite cabin probably has the largest stash of make-up, clothes, shoes, and gods know what else in the whole state of New York.

She takes a deep breath and then pushes open the cabin door. It doesn't creak; the children of Aphrodite probably keep it freshly oiled, being the perfectionists that they are. She's timed this perfectly. All the demigods will probably be at the Mess Hall, eating with the rest of their cabin. But probably is the key word.

As she nears within twelve feet of the bathroom, she starts to relax. In hindsight, it was a critical mistake.

There's huge, color coded boxes with makeup, organized by type, texture, and color. Devices like hair curlers, straighteners (that use very interesting properties of thermodynamics to achieve their purpose) are similarly arranged. Saskia takes something from each box - anything, really, that is colorful, bright, or even just remotely interesting.
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Re: Valentine's make-over (private)

Post by Morgan Landry on 2/5/2015, 12:05 pm

Cleopatra sighed looking at herself in the mirror. Yes these T-straps looked fabulous; delicate like a spring flower and surprisingly comfortable. The others were shimmering so invitingly though..

Suddenly she heard noise in the bathroom and looked up. Couldn't be one of her siblings, they were all at the Mess Hall. She had stayed here with a fruit salad to start preparing before the cabin got too crowded. Toying with a curl, she walked over to the bathroom and opened the door: a girl in black clothes and shades was grabbing nail polish, eye shadow, perfumes, creams, anything she could get her hands on. At first Cleopatra thought it was a child of Hermes pranking them -- yet again -- but then she recognized Saskia, from the Athena's. Now Saskia, who like a lot of her siblings never wore make-up, stealing nail polish from the Aphrodite cabin, now that was something.

"I see how it is," she said in her melodious voice, leaning against the door frame. "First you complain about how the Aphrodite's are shallow and useless but the moment there's a party or any other event where you have to look good, you're crawling over to our cabin. Very upright."


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Re: Valentine's make-over (private)

Post by Adélie on 2/8/2015, 12:14 am

OOC: Sorry for the late post! I'm sick right now so if this post sounds like crap that's probably why. :p

Like a deer caught in headlights, Saskia jumps and whirls around, grey eyes wide with shock. Of course, she had considered the possibility of getting caught, but having it really happen is something different altogether. Think, Saskia, she urges herself, but her mind is as unresponsive as the wifi in her cabin when all her siblings try and connect to it at the same time. Color rises in her pale cheeks. Her heart beats a fierce tattoo into her chest. She hopes errantly that children of Aphrodite don't have super hearing.

She glances quickly at the person propped up against the doorway, who looks like she could almost rival Aphrodite herself in beauty. Saskia's surprised to see that she recognizes the face. It's Cleopatra. Saskia's seen her around camp often, surrounded by a giggling friends, who seemed to worship Cleopatra as if they belonged to some type of strange cult. Idiots.

It takes her almost half a minute before cool logic kicks in, soothing her frantic thoughts like a tidal wave. What would her mother do in this situation? The thought is ridiculous (as if Athena would ever be caught stealing beauty supplies from Aphrodite), but it calms her down. Her mind reboots itself and she suddenly thinks of what to say.

"I'm impressed," she says, and she's at least able to keep her voice from shaking. Saskia discreetly leans against the bathroom wall, as if she's not out of place at all. "Ever consider signing yourself up for the New York Police Department? Heard they could always use some nosy daughters of Aphrodite."

Deep down, she doesn't mean to be rude and sarcastic, but her mind puts up barriers between itself and the world, especially when she's been caught unawares. This is Saskia's way of protecting herself, and so far, it's worked.
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Re: Valentine's make-over (private)

Post by Morgan Landry on 2/9/2015, 3:19 pm

OOC: It's perfectly alright! And are you kidding me your post is gorgeous

"Nosy? This is my cabin, I do believe I have the right to confront intruders like you. Now if you don't want your clothes to be three sizes too small for the next week, you'll put all those supplies back in the places you found them at," Cleopatra said, still leaning against the door frame.

Her smile was soft and pretty and innocent, but her eyes weren't. She was tired of people like Saskia who were full of prejudices against her and her siblings. To them, Aphrodite cabin = brainless giggling idiots (the girls more so than the boys she had realized, which was pretty sexist of them), they taped the label on them without even trying to get to know them. Not really open-minded, especially for a child of Athena. It was just so bogus. Only ones who got some slack were Mitchell, Piper, Lacy and a couple of others, because they weren't that much into beauty and make-up and actually learned how to fight. Well, Cleopatra could fight too, her combat methods just weren't as primitive as dicing people up like her fellow demigods oh so liked to do. The Aphrodite children were the very best of the Queen Bees and Beauty Kings, people didn't fight against them, they fought for them. That was part of the art of being a child of Aphrodite.
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Re: Valentine's make-over (private)

Post by Adélie on 2/9/2015, 6:18 pm

OOC: Haha, look who's talking. xD.

The fear washes out of her as if someone's just thrown a bucket of cold water in her face, leaving only familiar alertness in its wake. Saskia's mouth twists into a scowl, but behind her sunglasses, her eyes are cold. Let her try, she thinks savagely. Like any threat that a child of Aphrodite makes could frighten her. The thought itself is ludicrous. If Cleopatra does (foolishly) decide to play some sort of silly, shallow prank on her, Saskia will not hesitate to retaliate.

She will make a plan. And the plan will not fail.

Saskia knows there are only a handful of main pathways she could take. She does the math quickly just to be sure. Out of six major actions she could take (put back the supplies, apologize, leave, steal the supplies, not apologize, or stay) there are a total of 8 possibilities that she could take, in a set order. Or, if order does not matter, there are 24, but that's just a trivial fact.

It's probably most strategical to minimize damage, for now, and live to fight another day. She's not afraid of Cleopatra, per se, but the odds aren't exactly in her favor at the moment. "Chill," she says slowly and carefully, testing out the new slang words. "If it means that much to you, I'll put the stuff back."

She drops the stuff back in each container and hopes, for the sake of her plan, that she's putting it in the right spot. Luckily, her memory is decent, so she's at least 90% sure that it is. But 10% is a pretty large margin of error. Step 2, apologize. This has always been a hard one for her, but she knows better than anyone that sacrifices are sometimes necessary.

"Look, I didn't mean to offend you," she says, and the words sound rusty on her tongue, like one can almost hear the old gears whirring and creaking. "This whole Valentine's dance was just a bad idea anyways."
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Re: Valentine's make-over (private)

Post by Morgan Landry on 2/9/2015, 7:23 pm

Saskia put the supplies back in the boxes, Cleopatra correcting her only twice which was quite something considering the large amount of supplies the daughter of Athena had intended to take away. The Spanish girl looked at the finished tidy-up of the bathroom then nodded approvingly. Everything was in place. Perfect, she hated stuff being out of place.

She took Saskia's apology with a smile, the hauteur still visible in her large, glittering green eyes. She probably thought she was so much better than the whole of Cleopatra's cabin -- like pretty much every child of Athena out there, she must be cursed with hybris. Well if this girl wanted to fight, she'll fight; she wouldn't be using her dagger or her celestial-bronze fans but she knew worse ways to hurt. This wasn't just about the supply stealing, this was about everything, the mocking, the treating them as if they were scum just because of who their mother happened to be, the attitude, the comments, everything. In camp they were mostly seen just as idiots to be dated, taken and thrown away, just there to add on their dating record. Cleopatra was sick of it. Saskia just needed to do the first move, she innerly dared her.

Saskia tried to walk past her but Cleopatra frowned. "Oh no, darling, you can't walk out with your hair like that!" she said with a disapproving frown on her innocent face. "It looks like a plate of old spaghetti, no, come here, I'll arrange it for you."

Walking over to the shelf opposite of the window, she scanned the arrays of shampoo and conditioners. Dessange, Schwartzkopf, Garnier, L'Oréal, Sunsilk, Head&Shoulders, Ushuaia, there was really stuff for all the tastes in there. Finally she opted for a Pantene nourishing and volumizing shampoo+conditioner set, gesturing at Saskia to sit on one of the chairs in front of the sink.
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Post by Adélie on 2/9/2015, 9:51 pm

A plate of old spaghetti? Saskia thinks, with a bemused frown. Involuntarily, she finds a mirror on the wall - which is no problem, as the Aphrodite bathroom is literally plastered with them - and takes a quick glance into it. She wonders if she should be offended or if this is just a normal Aphrodite thing.

Okay, so her hair might have a few dark stains from some high-viscosity lubricant oil, and a couple of patches of clumped hair with an unidentifiable substance, but it doesn't really resemble old spaghetti. More like some partially oxidized bronze wire, if she's getting specific. Or maybe an alloy made of 20% palladium, 50% gold, 30% silver like she uses for some of her inventions.

She's even more confused when Cleopatra offers to "arrange" it for her. What does that even mean? Saskia wonders. Is she offering to wash it for her, or comb it, or do some sort of voodoo magic where Saskia will walk in, looking normal, and then exit like she's dressing up as Marilyn Monroe for Halloween.

Well, at least Cleopatra doesn't look mad anymore, which is a step up. Reluctantly, she sits on the chair next to one of the sinks - the kind that they have at barber shops - as if she's being strapped into the electric chair. She's never really been to a barber shop, to be honest. She remembers cutting her own hair with a pair of kitchen scissors as a child in Russia, when her father went on his tours in France for months. Somehow, having someone else touch her hair feels like an infringement on those memories, even though they aren't happy ones.

As she shifts her weight uncomfortably in the plush leather chair that almost seems to engulf her whole, she watches the daughter of Aphrodite sift through bottle after bottle of what she can only assume to be shampoo. All of it looks the same, with bright logos and slogans plastered all over the bottles. Ask her to perform a burn test and identify the type of plastic the bottles are made of and their properties, or calculate the surface tension of a soap bubble, but when it comes to recognizing brands of shampoo, she's totally lost.

She doesn't know how the Aphrodite demigods handle it.


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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/10/2015, 4:25 am

Cleopatra gently tilted Saskia's hair back and started brushing it with a cushion hairbrush. Ew what was that, some kind of viscous liquid thing? And here? A clump of something... unidentifiable. She discretely cut those streaks a couple of inches shorter with a delicate pair of scissors, tossing the icky hair ends into the bathroom bin. What did Athena children do with their hair these days, it was unacceptable. When her hair was brushed into smooth streaks, she opened the tap to soak them in warm water before applying the shampoo, rubbing it smoothly into the streaks. Her soft fingertips massaged Saskia's scalp. In a couple of seconds, the oily red substance had turned into foam in her hair, the aroma of pomegranate spreading in the room.
Cleopatra washed it out after a moment with cold water, then squeezed some more of the shampoo into her palm.

"Sorry darling, your hair is such a mess, I have to do two shampoos," she said, reapplying the product into her hair in smooth circles. "Now with the first one, I've managed to wash away about all the dirt and satyr dung you had in there, so maybe I won't need to do a third one. Maybe."

Saskia's hair was soon foamy with the quality shampoo, Cleopatra taking her time, careful not to damage it.

"Don't thank me sweetheart, it's natural. Whenever I see cases like you, it kind of becomes my duty to help, you know?"

She rinsed her hair again with the cold water, then wrung it, squeezing the water out. With her hair approximately humid, it was time for the conditioner, which she applied only on the lengths and left it in for two minutes.

"After I'm done re-styling, people won't really see at first how damaged your hair is, but you need to actually take care of it afterwards, otherwise it's gonna get right back to that harpy nest you had when trotting into this cabin."

Cleopatra didn't actually care, but she loved acting like this, considerate, kind, helpful, even if she didn't like Saskia.
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Post by Adélie on 2/10/2015, 8:25 pm

If she ever gets out of this alive, Saskia vows to become a changed person. In particular, she'll never try and steal anything from the Aphrodite cabin again; just like Alice's Wonderland, nothing seems to make sense. Snip, snip. She can hear the smooth edges of the scissors shear through her hair, but doesn't do anything to stop it besides sitting their numbly.

After a few moments, she realizes that the design of the chair is horrible. Saskia decides that she's going to go back and file a patent just for people in her situation, so that they won't be facing away from the person washing their hair, and not even know what's happening behind them. With the person holding scissors just inches away from some of their vital organs - eyes, ears, brain. Honestly, what she's doing now feels like a trust exercise or something. Like one of those stupid things that she almost had to do once, where they tried to make her fall into the arms of another person - was it called a trust fall? Of course, she had refused.

One minute, she's getting her hair cut, then the next moment, she hears the creak of the sink faucet and feels tap water rush over her hair in a great torrent, bleeding through the strands until they really do look like pieces of limp spaghetti. The shampoo smells vaguely fruity, but Saskia can't really place it.

There's something nice about having her hair washed by another person, though, she has to admit - albeit grudgingly - that Cleopatra knows what she's doing. She's a lot more gentle than Saskia normally is with her own hair; usually, when she washes it, she lathers it all in a hurry, and then rinses in the same, frantic way - because time is money, and really, any hair that gets lost in the process is just collateral damage.

Just because she's curious, and the the environment is making her relax despite herself (which is bad, because she's still in enemy territory), she asks, "So, how exactly am I supposed to 'take care of my hair'?" What Cleopatra's doing doesn't seem to complicated - so far, it's only felt like some shampoo and then conditioner, but Saskia's pretty sure there's more to it.

Knowing the Aphrodite cabin, it's probably some fifty step procedure developed by hair scientists in the 1940s and passed down from generation to generation, perfected over the decades, and guarded more heavily than the crown jewels of England.
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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/11/2015, 6:35 am

"Well to be honest I think going to a professional hairstylist wouldn't be that bad of an idea," Cleopatra replied, finishing the shampoo. "He can give you advice but from what I see you need to wash your hair every two days with a nourishing shampoo -- choose one with shea oil -- do a revitalizing hairmask two times a week, and of course never forget the pre-shampoo oil! That's like, super important. It makes your hair incredibly soft, glossy and supple."

She went to take a towel and started drying Saskia's hair, making a pout. "Oh and of course you'll need to get rid of all the damaged tips, I mean look at how it splits here -- and here -- ....gods of Olympus."

The time Saskia's hair needed to get dry, Cleopatra examined her face. It was pointed, with a wide forehead, visible cheekbones and a small chin. Hmmm....That meant something long, half-long, or even a bob, provided it was cut in layers and structured around her face. A feminine combed-uncombed effect would make her look dashing. Well of course not as dashing as myself because let's face it, that's impossible, but still she'd look quite pretty. But on the other hand.... she'd look gorgeous with curls too.
Let's go with curls for the 20s dance.
She first parted her hair to the side, combing it slowly, then she took her curler from one of her styling bags and started wrapping one humid streak around it at a time.

"I'm gonna make you a faux bob for the dance... do you have a date?"

Cleopatra knew she didn't but she still asked just to hear her say it.
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Post by Adélie on 2/15/2015, 10:53 am

I need a dictionary, she thinks sullenly, for the first time in a long time. She does know a little about split ends, though, from a basic medicinal background, but nothing about what Cleopatra's talking about. Hair masks and pre-shampoo oil. Somehow, Saskia gets an image of herself pouring a bottle of motor oil on her head. Of course, that would probably be counterproductive.

"So," she says, studying her nails. "You're saying I have trichoptilosis, which is caused by the gradual wearing away of the cuticle. But wouldn't it be more efficient to design a particular shampoo that could form a protective barrier around the hair, for example putting silicon particles that would collect on the hair has residue and prevent heat and mechanical stress from destroying the hair."

Saskia thinks out loud a lot, and she's just bouncing ideas of Cleopatra. Not as if she actually cares about her split ends. Hair isn't important to her in the light of other things like her artificial intelligence machine, for example. But it's nice to talk about trivial matters once in a while, she supposes.

"Or you could design a mechanism able to combine all of the actions you just listed - applying a pre-shampoo oil, hair mask, shampoo, conditioner, etc. to greatly reduce the amount of manual labor needed, as opposed to actually hiring a professional hairstylist. It shouldn't be too difficult - I can draft up the blueprints right now." Compared to some of the other automations she's designed, this should be no problem. Saskia makes a little move to get up, but then remembers that her hair is soaking wet.

Well, maybe not right now.

She sits in the leather chair impatiently, so when Cleopatra asks her a question, she snaps back, "Of course I don't have a date. What an outdated, primitive social custom." She's not lying, but she hates when people ask her about relationships. She tends to avoid those conversations like the plague. Saskia knows she's just not ready. And people can't be trusted. She doesn't even know why she's going to the dance in the first place.
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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/15/2015, 1:08 pm

Sudden anger flared up inside of her and as usual, she managed to keep her pretty smile mask on while leaning her arm on the sink and looking into Saskia's gray eyes. "Honey, I am doing you a huge favor right now, the least you can do is to be grateful instead of trying to show off by using big words you think I don't get just to make yourself look smart." Her curvy smile all glittery with make-up, she went back to wrapping Saskia's soaked hair around the curling iron.

Listening to her going on and on about shampoo and machines, she wrinkled her nose. "Sweetie, what do you think shampoo does? Of course it shields the hair and protects it, if only you apply it regularly." Hint hint. "And machines are so unreliable. Even some of Hephaestus' works malfunction sometimes, imagine what a short-circuiting hair-style-machine could do to you! I don't want to get scalped. No, and it's always such a nice feeling to know someone's taking care of your hair, someone who knows how." Like me with you right now, dear. "Human touch has something machines don't: affection."

Spraying a shine serum over her freshly washed and curled streaks, she passed a finger under the top half of her hair then gathered it up and secured it on the top of her head with a pin. With the lower half, she parted it into two and pinned the ends to the hair on her neck with a bobby pin, adding a couple of more pins for extra hold. Glancing back and forth from the real Saskia to her reflection in the mirror, she tilted her head and made an appreciative pout. At least Saskia's head was now topped by something seemingly related to hair, not the big mass of what-the-Hades she had arrived with earlier.

Saskia suddenly snapped her out of it for asking about the date and Cleopatra frowned. Well why are you going to a Valentine's dance then? Did you miss the part where it's meant to celebrate couples and romance? But as usual, she opted for a pretty and diplomatic wording. "Considering you were suiting up for a Valentine's dance, you having a date was a plausible option," she giggled, though the underlying note of sarcasm was present. "Also don't make too much fun of dating," she chided in a playful voice, "without it you wouldn't be alive, and neither would any other human or demigod on this planet."


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Post by Adélie on 2/17/2015, 9:26 am

Saskia's so surprised when Cleopatra stops whatever witchcraft she's doing with her hair that she turns around, only to find Cleopatra staring right at her with those glittering green eyes. It is somehow even more startling that the daughter of Aphrodite should be turning her full attention towards Saskia.

She can see cold, hard anger there, replacing the facade of mildness and placidity. Part of her is glad that she finally got to Cleo, who seemed to be more resistant than most to Saskia's snide remarks, but part of her is fiercely angry. Using big words to try and look smart, in an attempt to show off? What a typical response. Saskia's had enough of people with the same mindset, acting as if Athena children are in some way presumptuous, or condescending, as if their only goal in life is to go around making boastful comments.

No, their purpose in life is dedicated to the quest for knowledge. It's a noble goal, and Saskia just doesn't understand why it is so hard for people to distinguish from showing off and actual, scientific pursuit.

"Doing me a favor?" she asks, and gives a small, mirthless laugh. "Why don't you do me a favor and tell me this: why is it that you always assume Athena children are trying to make themselves look better? And if you think that machines are so unreliable, then I suppose you should stop using the one that you're holding right now. Machines improve human life, from the demigods in this camp to the mortals outside of it. You can extol the benefits of human touch all you want, but the facts remain that machines play an integral role in human life, probably more integral than you can imagine. No pun intended."

She doesn't really mean that Cleopatra's the only one that thinks that way, but right now it really seems like it, and it's so much easier just to blame one person in lieu of the other hundred or so.

She stops and looks in the mirror. Of course, her hair is flawless, kudos to the child of Aphrodite, but now it is only a reminder. A reminder that she succumbed to the shallowness plaguing the camp, this cabin in particular. Part of her wants to rip it apart, pin by pin, until it returns back to the familiar, straight - albeit tangled - strands that she had before.

"Dating is fine in itself," she says impatiently. "But modern dating - this whole ritual of chatting about your feelings, texting, gift-bringing, is just too tedious. You know it's a problem when it takes so much time out of your day."
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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/17/2015, 10:16 am

"I don't know, perhaps because you act like it," Cleopatra replied, still with her innocent smile though inside, she was truthfully angry. "What, split hair? What's tha-- Ooooh, you mean trichoptiloooosis," Cleopatra imitated Saskia's voice, ending with a soft giggle. "You're not going to tell me that was necessary."

Maybe I assume that stuff because you've made me feel it, she was thinking. Maybe I assume it because everyone at camp thinks the Aphrodite's are only made out of giggles and glitter, but that's because their minds aren't open enough to see what's underneath. Seems like you're part of them.

The daughter of Aphrodite put brushes and sprays and curler away neatly, careful to put them in their usual place. She ended by taking a couple of 20s-styled art deco headbands and putting them delicately on Saskia's hairdo.

"You're missing the part of dating where it's about being with someone you love," she smiled, winking at her like she was some child who just said something wrong (eg, Paris being the capital of Venezuela), which she was kindly correcting with the playful promise she'd keep that little slip between them.
Swapping headband after headband with comments like "Too much", "Too glittery", "Too thin", she finally took the pin she had picked out for her from the start (in her mind), and placed it behind her ear delicately, before tracing the line of her jaw with a finger and tucking her index under her chin to look into her eyes. "Now listen to me. Next time you feel like pointing out how shallow children of Aphrodite are, maybe you should take into consideration that we live in a society gravitating around youth and beauty, full of societies which come up with ads specially designed to make us feel bad and inferior for not buying their products, on a daily basis. People in charge of entertainment industries pressurize people, especially women, into being physically perfect, getting make-up, even plastic surgeries. Maybe you should stop satirizing what's actually a really sad part of our epoch." She stood back up and giggled as if nothing had ever happened. "You look dashing, sweetheart. Have fun at the dance!" And she was out of the bathroom; a couple of seconds later the door could be heard shutting as Cleopatra went out to get something to eat at the Mess Hall.
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"Oh, are you mocking scientific terms now?" she asks coolly, with one eyebrow raised. "Well, since you seem so confused, let me tell you why professionals and academics still use those complicated, italicized words that are so difficult to understand." Her voice practically drips with sarcasm, but she makes no attempts to hide it.

"Split hair is such a general term - what if I had trichorrhexis nodosa, or bamboo hair, and my hair tips were similarly split at the ends? Well, obviously I don't exhibit extreme hair loss, but if you just said split ends then it could send the doctor on the wrong track or even lead to a misdiagnosis," Saskia says scathingly. "So yes, excuse me for clarifying."

She doesn't know why Cleopatra is still styling her hair. Was this normal for Aphrodite children - this never leave any hairdo unfinished mentality? It's clear that she doesn't like Saskia, and the reverse is also true, but for some reason she's still attempting to help. It all seems rather paradoxical. Possibly the strangest case of people pleasing that Saskia's ever seen. For the first time, a thought dawns on her. Maybe Aphrodite children aren't as shallow as people make them out to be. Cleopatra, who's practically the poster child for Aphrodite shallowness, shifts between different personalities, and Saskia finds herself thinking that Cleo's possibly one of the most complicated people that she's ever met.

"Dating being with someone you love?" she scoffs. Such a typical Aphrodite response. No, they're still shallow, she decides. "'Love' is nothing but a chemical reaction in the brain. Chemicals like oxytocin and dopamine trigger certain responses that create a sense of love. True love is much harder to come upon. Have you ever met a couple that were inseparable, able to accept each other's every imperfection, that knew their partner inside and out like the back of their hand? Maybe after fifty or sixty years together, but definitely not for a couple that's still dating. That's not love, that's just infatuation."

But then Cleopatra surprises her. Suddenly talking about societal gender roles. "Um, yes, societal pressure on women is definitely a problem." On that they can agree. "But, based on that argument, shouldn't all women in camp be similarly pressured, leading them to try and fit into the societal expectations?" That idea itself is ludicrous. As if Athena children would fall into the same category of shallowness, parading around camp in scintillating garb and gossiping all the while.

But isn't that what you're doing? she thinks, taking a guilty glance into the mirror. Before she can say anything else, Cleopatra's gone in a flash, leaving Saskia alone in the Aphrodite cabin.

Interesting, she thinks, continuing to stare in the mirror. Dusk is falling on the camp, and the dance will be starting soon, according to the wall clock. Aphrodite children are nonsensical; that is her conclusion. She waits a few more moments to make sure that she won't run into Cleopatra again and then walks out, heading to her cabin rather than to the Mess Hall, deciding that she won't go to the dance after all. Gods forbid that she ever get such a foolish notion stuck in her head again.
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Post by Morgan Landry on 2/18/2015, 10:51 am

OOC: Okay, this was epic. We need more Saskia/Cleopatra xD
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Post by Adélie on 2/18/2015, 12:34 pm

OOC: Agreed. Send me a pm or we'll talk in the cbox about future RPs. :)
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