a little daring do

( &&. Ashton + Jude )

Jude sat at a small round table, tucked off into the corner of the cafe. She had the frilliest iced coffee imaginable in one hand and a trashy romance novel in the other. Her attention continuously flipped from the pages to the door of the little bookshop cafe combo. Ash was supposed to be meeting her here any minute. The two had hit it off at the mansion party. One of the only interesting people Jude stumbled into the entire evening. Except for the girl who sold her shrooms of course.

A human of all things in Shadowfalls and Jude was excited to learn more about her life growing up. The bell chimes over head and she sees her enter. “Ash!” Jude calls, waves her hand in the air. “Order something and come sit!” She yells across the entire cafe, unconcerned with the glares thrown her way.

As she stepped into the familiar, quaint little cafe and bookstore, Ashton was immediately greeted by the sound of Jude’s voice from across the cafe. Ash quickly waved back to the witch who had already snagged them a table, before stepping up to the counter to put in her order. She had found an unlikely friend the night of the Manor Party in the form of Jude Golightly. Even surprised to realize that the Golightly witch was equally interested in learning about her own past. 

☆ 𝘼𝙨𝙝𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙨 𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙 1/??? ☆

occupation;; investigative journalist 

( &&. Ashton + Sara )

Sara let out a low whistle. “Swanky ass place. Maybe a bit stuffy. But hey the alcohol is flowing!” A waiter passed her carrying a tray of Champaign flutes, Sara swiped one and took a sip. “Course if alcohol ain’t quite your speed, I’ve got plenty of other stuff you can try.” She lifted her black purse– small but filled to the brim with baggies and tables of unmentionables. Sara’s goal was to empty it out and by the end of the night have a nice wad of cash to carry out.

☆ 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 // 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 ☆

Task Three: Manor Party Outfit

Ashton has her own agenda for attending tonight's party. Originally, she had no intention of joining in on the festivities. Ash would have been perfectly content on just staying in her little apartment for the night with a bottle of wine and True Crime. But, tonight is the perfect opportunity to finally find a lead for her story. What better time to poke around for secrets when inhibitions are lowered? Unlike the vast majority of party-goers in attendance, Ashton is solely here for work -- so that’s what she’s telling herself at least. 

( &&. Ashton + Callum )

“Care to make this more interesting?” Cal’s thick brows rose as he faced his opponent. Try as he might to look intimidating, a small smirk was tugging at the corners of his lips. “We could make bets on who’s going to win. Oooooor we could up the stakes.”

( &&. Ashton + Candy )

“Looks like a good bunch tonight,” Candy commented offhand, turning as she walked to check out a particularly bulked up fighter as he passed her by. She’d been spending more time at the Inferno Pit lately, and her ability to read auras gave her a little bit of an edge when it came to placing bets. Pausing next to a bookie, she smiled widely. “I’ll put fifty on the little guy… he looks scrappy. And who doesn’t love an underdog?”

( &&. Ashton + Jacques )

“So this is how the younger half lives?” Jacques can’t help but inspect, a mildly amused smirk on his lips. Unlike the rest of its inhabitants, Jacques wasn’t at the Indulgence for the scantily-clad dancers or the lukewarm food. He simply wanted to see how the younger generations of vampires lived. Based on his surroundings, better than he expected. Although, the choice to turn a strip club as a veil for a feeding den felt plebeian. Still, it was better than he expected. “Having a good time?” He glances to his right, pointing towards the stage. “Or are you just here for the music?”

( &&. Ashton + Sage )

“It’s an abstract piece, it’s supposed to look like whatever you see,” Sage answered, tilting her head to try and see the giraffe with a… well, there it was. She wasn’t going to be able to unsee that now. “You might prefer something from our pop art collection, this way,” Sage waved for her to follow her to the other end of the warehouse.

In the short time she had been in the city, Bishop’s Books and Brews had quickly become her favorite place within Shadowfalls. The hybrid coffee shop and bookstore had the perfect atmosphere for getting work done and not to mention the best cup of coffee she had ever had in her twenty-three years of life. Sitting at her usual spot near the back of the shop, Aston enjoyed a hot cup of coffee and blueberry muffin while relentlessly scribbling notes in her journal. 

Today marked her second full week within the city walls of Shadowfalls. She had spent the majority of the past two weeks just unpacking and settling into her new little apartment, reassuring her worried parents she was fine. They had not been to keen on their only daughter moving to a designated supernatural city, where her presence was anything but welcome – but Ashton was a stubborn and spirited thing. When she set her mind to something, there was no stopping her.

-- “ a little daring do ”

(zendaya, 23, cisfemale, bisexual, human) Oh, look, (ashton davis) finally showed up in Shadowfalls. (she) has lived here (two weeks) and works as an (investigative journalist). Everyone says they are (dedicated & empathetic), but if you cross them they can be (critical & impulsive). When you think of (ashton), you think of (the first sip of coffee after pulling an all-nighter, scuffed converse thundering down the pavement, and a rugged journal filled with messy handwriting only one person could possibly understand).

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