I'll be your best kept secret

———✧ *:･ﾟ ☾ Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [ VALENTINE KNIGHTLY ], a [ 25 ] year-old [ FEMALE ] has lived in [ MANHATTAN, NEW YORK ] for [ TWENTY_FIVE YEARS ]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be an [ BURLESQUE DANCER ]. Well, that and as an [ INNER CIRCLE FRIEND ] to [ SEBASTIAN VALMONT  ]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ MADELAINE PETSCH ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it! [Jocelyn, 28, she/her, pst] (TW: Mention of crime & murder)

Standing by the Shooting Gallery, Klaus heard somebody call out his name, turning in the direction the feminine voice was coming. To his surprise — or not; he’d come across Valentine. The man approached, offering the redhead a smile. “My thoughts exactly, except I supposed you’d be at Stonewall” stated, only noticing the stuffed elephant upon hearing the young lady’s humble request, analyzing the shooting range “Easy shot. It will be a pleasure to get it for you. I also volunteer to rescue the unicorn over there. We can say I’m a sharpshooter" Klaus approached the counter where the airgun was, waiting for the metal pellets "I’ve been here for an hour and so far, I haven’t found a single bottle of tequila. What’s your next stop?”

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"I'll flutter my way there, but you know me. I never miss an opportunity to be showered in gifts." Even if she was left pleading for them and they were petty carnival rejects. "Gotta have a keepsake to remember this fabulous day, don't I?" Flashing a brilliant smile, she follows his attention. The shot sure as hell wouldn't be manageable if she'd been the one behind the toy gun, shit, she'd be lucky if she didn't take out someone's eye. Gaze flicker towards the unicorn in mention, a chuckle swiftly ensuing. "You're a regular stuffy hero." There was something oddly comforting about being near the tacky festival games and cheap prizes. Reminded her of younger years. "Ah, if you're looking for the hard stuff, you might want to venture down by the beach. I'd be more than happy to buy you a few rounds as a fair trade."

Xavier looked up at the sound, a grin coming over his face. “How Euphoria of you, babe.” He smirked, giving a small bow at the compliment. “I could say the same about you.” Maybe he didn’t quite match, and the rainbow eyeshadow wasn’t exactly show his own bisexual pride, but he suppose the way he sprawled over the chair spoke for itself. “All the people in the city and you found me.”

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A toothy grin is shot his way, a lazy shrug quickly accompanying the smile. "Ohh, watch out. I'm like a stray kitten when it comes to compliments. You feed me too much and I'll follow you home." A titter heeds her words, though the sentiment, in one way or another rings genuine. "You know, funny you should say that... One may actually suspect me of prowling on you."

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"Oh come on, don't be such a grumpy guppy." The redhead pouts, though her eyes are fueled with a wicked gleam. Spinning to face him, she slowly backs deeper into the maze of mirrors, dark hues locked on him. "I promise to buy you all the yummy quenchers you could ever desire if we make it out alive." The bride of her nose crinkles before she's playful wiggling the tip. Twirling away, Valentine tugs him after her, the room darkening as they are left in a dimly lit space, their reflections surrounding them, bouncing around every corner.

elena could only chuckle at the narrowing of the other’s eyes, “oh, no, i’m quite capable of doing both. i just prefer to drink in peace, which happens to include silence.” she was only joking, knowing that the redhead knew her well enough to catch it without her having to explicitly state it. “you-” she paused, her reaction at first surprised but quickly followed with a simple shake of her head, “you hit him?” she laughed, “surely he didn’t deserve that side of you. a bit of an over the top violent reaction, don’t you think?”

Dolly gave a hearty laugh. There was something about Knightley women and their….confidence. Nothing could tear them down even if it tried. “For the most part people can do their jobs but ya know,” she waved her arms about. Listening to Valentine bring up Nate, she perked up. Nate was…a problem. Rylan hadn’t mentioned anything earlier, and now that Lachlan was in the picture it was a hassle to go backwards. Now it was Dolly’s problem to fix. “What else can you tell me about Twinkle Toes?”

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"I mean, what would you like to know?" The goblet of red is raised to her lips; a sluggish, deep swallow follows before she's humming. "He was fantastic in bed." A laugh accompanies her statement before a slight shrug is given. "He's kind of one of those heart of gold, dudes. Very innocent and pure, but he has a lot of baggage." Then again, who didn't? "Pretty certain he's completely in love with Rylan, but can we blame him for that." "Why? Are you considering representing him as well?"