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2nd Tease | Video/ Isaac Action
[Erica's not sure what it is about today that makes her want to put in the extra effort, dress up a little more, like she has something to prove again. It's reminiscent of how she felt after the bite, but as the day wears on it grows more intense. The video starts, as if set off unintentionally (even though it wasn't an accident) showing her sitting at her vanity, touching up her makeup.
She's obviously been having a little fun with the closet, strips of colors and patterns visible on the bed behind her, as if she'd been trying to find the perfect outfit for today. She's humming to herself, a tune that might be familiar to some - "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story. She moves the foundation brush slowly over her face, sliding it down her neck until moves over her chest, paying extra attention to applying an even layer. She takes her time with it, making sure to not miss a spot. The action might draw attention to her current wardrobe choice, currently a very shapely purple corset with dark jeans.
The corset shifts a little as she puts down the brush, opting for the lighter lip gloss over the lip stick sitting next to it. She continues to hum as she pouts her lips for the application, smiling at herself when she finishes. Primping her hair, she adjusts the corset again, a small frown forming on her lips. She bends down to slip on a pair of black heels before rising from the seat. Erica moves half out of view, her voice light.]
Hmmm... I think this could be a little tighter...
[There's the distinct sound of a pop as she unfastens the top closure of the corset, followed by another as she turns her back to the feed. Her long blonde curls obscuring most of the back of the top from view as she continues to remove it.
Isaac wasn't doing much when the network draws his attention to Erica and for a while, he quietly watches her do her make up, finding it oddly fascinating. But then she starts undoing her top and Isaac can't help but panic -- she obviously doesn't know that she's being recorded. Isaac moves faster than he was aware he even could. He shoves the door connecting their rooms open, nearly ripping it off the hinges.
All that can be seen and heard on the network is a loud bang, a startled yell, and then something that sounds an awful lot like Isaac shrieking "Erica, no!" Oh and then look, Wonderland, a certain curly haired teenager is in frame just long enough before he promptly shuts it off.]
She's obviously been having a little fun with the closet, strips of colors and patterns visible on the bed behind her, as if she'd been trying to find the perfect outfit for today. She's humming to herself, a tune that might be familiar to some - "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story. She moves the foundation brush slowly over her face, sliding it down her neck until moves over her chest, paying extra attention to applying an even layer. She takes her time with it, making sure to not miss a spot. The action might draw attention to her current wardrobe choice, currently a very shapely purple corset with dark jeans.
The corset shifts a little as she puts down the brush, opting for the lighter lip gloss over the lip stick sitting next to it. She continues to hum as she pouts her lips for the application, smiling at herself when she finishes. Primping her hair, she adjusts the corset again, a small frown forming on her lips. She bends down to slip on a pair of black heels before rising from the seat. Erica moves half out of view, her voice light.]
Hmmm... I think this could be a little tighter...
[There's the distinct sound of a pop as she unfastens the top closure of the corset, followed by another as she turns her back to the feed. Her long blonde curls obscuring most of the back of the top from view as she continues to remove it.
Isaac wasn't doing much when the network draws his attention to Erica and for a while, he quietly watches her do her make up, finding it oddly fascinating. But then she starts undoing her top and Isaac can't help but panic -- she obviously doesn't know that she's being recorded. Isaac moves faster than he was aware he even could. He shoves the door connecting their rooms open, nearly ripping it off the hinges.
All that can be seen and heard on the network is a loud bang, a startled yell, and then something that sounds an awful lot like Isaac shrieking "Erica, no!" Oh and then look, Wonderland, a certain curly haired teenager is in frame just long enough before he promptly shuts it off.]
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NOT HERE... actually he is there but........ YOU GET ME
NOT HERE
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[She dips her head slightly at his words. She shouldn't respond... and yet. This is exactly want she wants, what she needs - to hear those words, get her validation, superficial as it may be.]
No occasion, I just felt like dolling myself up. What do you think of the purple? I was torn between this and a red one.
[She leans back a little so more of the corset comes into view, running a finger down the boning along the side with a smirk.]
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It would be a waste not to show an outfit like that off. [ he has to give her that. ] You could pull off either color but I prefer the purple. You were right to trust your instincts.
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Thanks - I like it, just wish it was a little tighter.
[She gives a small laugh, leaning forward again.]
If only there was somewhere in Wonderland I could go to show it off on purpose. I could use a little fun.
[Yup... She's still gonna pretend that the video was an accident - whether or not it's true.]
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If I knew of any underground raves, I'd pay your way through the door myself. [ but he doesn't. he's had his ear to the ground with no such luck. ] As is I've only heard of the one bar that's around here somewhere and I have no idea what's in store once you find it and walk in.
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[She'd enjoyed the rave until dealing with Jackson's kanima form, wished there'd been a chance for her to go without a mission.]
I've been to that bar, Isaac's pretty close with the woman that runs it.
[She still isn't really sure how she feels about Ellen. The woman knew a lot and that made her uneasy. She knows she'd be safe going there, but would probably get the 4th degree about her choices of clothing. The woman seemed to enjoy taking care of people from what she'd seen, having cooked for them and reached out to her during her initial video to the network. It wasn't a mess she wanted to make - not worth the trouble.]
It is a gorgeous day outside - one I'd hate to waste. I might slip into something else and grab a blanket - relax in the grass... enjoy the sun.
[She smiles, toying with a strand of hair. She liked the idea, slipping into a bikini and working on her tan seeming like a good way to get the attention she wants in a different and new way.]
You're more than welcome to join me.
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but that train of thought goes away when she mentions a day in the sun relaxing, alluding to a picnic or maybe sun tanning herself. he lingers on the latter for obvious reasons. ]
Should I bring my own bikini? [ he jokes, trying to make her laugh. he doesn't go outside as much as he should and keeping her company isn't the worst thing, is it? ] If you want my company, I'm not going to turn you down.