#bleubcrries

"All right. Niki at least has surf experience but since I'm being paid for this, I'm going to treat you all like the kids whose parents pay me outrageous sums of money to teach. So! You can all swim right? Sometimes that's not a given." With his wetsuit only zipped to his waist, Dominic paced in front of the three actors.

Trapped in a sick game all because of two words. Find me. And Sila had to. There was a compulsion that drove her forward. Her existence was directionless before he came in to her life. And at first it was just simply mind games. Victor Harlow was the most brilliant man she ever met even when he was simply the millionaire museum curator who would invite her to have philosophical discussions over tea. She became obsessed, after all it wasn't every day that there was someone who could consistently keep her attention. And for years, even when she moved away and returned on her worldwide adventures. Sila would return to wherever she was living and there would be a puzzle or mystery box or riddle from him. Maybe that was why her ethical radar was off. He had been her favorite constant companion. And then the body parts started arriving.

she rarely accompanied her family on vacation. it was always a shit show. her mother demanded she should come with her and her new family, and her father would demand the same. normally she would ignore them all and keep to herself, but somehow this summer her father convinced her to join, that friends of the family would join with them.

too bad it had been her childhood enemy. now oceania was packed into a beach rental for the summer with her father's family, and her childhood enemies family.

now she was relaxing by the pool, her dad and step-mother gone with their kids somewhere fun that he had refused to take her as a kid, when they stepped out. "are you just now waking up?" she prompted a bit more harsher than warranted.

it was only bose's second movie, and the first one was filmed entirely in la meaning he could stay home the whole time. but not now, no he was on location for months now, and was meant to stay in a little cottage by the sea with his co-star. which he wondered if that was to promote the movie even among them, or if they just wanted to save money on lodging.

wandering through toward the kitchen, he figured he could get some breakfast started for the two of them. they were actually not scheduled to shoot or anything today, so bose hoped they could at least get to know each other a bit better. breaking out a pan and finding some eggs, he started cracking hoping to make some frittatas as they walked in. "oh morning, uh. is breakfast ok?"

She was moments away from losing all power at any given moment. The attempted assassination attempt by the Harlow noble family had shaken her recently tenuous hold on the throne. But it made sense now. The years of whispering about her incompetence and messing with the plans she had put in place to improve the quality of life for the citizens of her country. It all made sense after the ornate dagger was sunk into her side in the Great Hall. It was a pity that it took seeing her blood spreading on the stone beneath her collapsed form to figure it out.

Willow exhaled slowly, her gaze not leaving his face. At least the weather fit her mood. She was in a room with the only people she could trust – although that was hardly the truth anymore. No, her group of advisors was now down to four but she had doubts about a third of them. Except Oscar. Even when she did not trust herself, she trusted him. The stare off would have continued if not for the sharp pain in her side. Willow pressed against the still-bandaged wound and sunk back down into her chair.