•{ Girl, let me tell you . . .

They had it all arranged it was a meeting that had been a long time coming. The hotel across town was the perfect spot to meet. It was to be a weekend getaway for they both had a lot to say.

When they met it was like old times. Nothing had changed but the seasons. Smile on their faces, oh this was going to be good.

Girl, let me tell you…

Adalynne(Check out her blog!)
Hair: Magika Five minutes
Gloves: Belle Epoque Le City Gloves Black @ available with October’s PocketGacha
Top: Belle Epoque Le City Skirt Black @ available with October’s PocketGacha
Skirt: Belle Epoque Le City Top black@ available with October’s PocketGacha
boots: Reign The Huntress

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Top: Belle Epoque { Le City } Top Green  @ available with October’s PocketGacha
Pants: Blueberry – DWL Classic – Sky
Hair: TRUTH HAIR/ Athena / Unrigged

Accessories :
imbue. crystal drop bodychain – lara – gold {RARE}   @ available with October’s PocketGacha
imbue. crystal drop necklace – amethyst – gold @ available with October’s PocketGacha
GeWunjo : Delfine Silver

Pose: Focus poses :: Friends 26 ::

Scene: Paparazzi – BACKDROP – The Brownstone Hotel Stoop @ Limit8


•{ Forgot Something . . .

He was in a bit of hurry, though that wasn’t unusual. She had made him late again. Even now that devious smile was playing across her lips as she watched him dress for work. It wasn’t her fault it took him forever to get dressed. He should be more efficient – like her.

“This is the third time this week. Where does the time go?” Hearing the mock annoyance in his voice made her laugh a bit.

She got from the chair and picked up his briefcase. She pushed it against his chest just as he finished doing up the buttons of his jacket and remarked, “I stole it.”

“Like everything else.” A kiss was stolen and with it he gave a warning. “Be good” before he headed out the door.

Sure. She would be good. Smiling to herself she looked around the room and a glint of metal caught her attention. She picked it up and went out the door and saw him at the door to his car about to get in.

“Hey!” She called out, a smirk coming out to play as she walked halfway down the steps. He had stopped and now looked at her. She outstretched her arm and the handcuffs clinked as it dangled from her hand. “You forgot something.”

The look he gave her was all the response she needed.

Outfit: [Kenny Roland] NINA -RED- @ Trés Chic
Hair: ~Tableau Vivant~Nyoki Hair

Shot at: Backdrop & You

•{ Start this charade . . .

Let’s play a game , just us two
I got the rules, so I’ll tell you what to do.

First loosen that tie
then unbutton the shirt
It may sound like fun, but I’ll make you work.

You don’t understand
I’m not eating from your hand.
Show me what you got
You’re either in or you’re not.

I set the stage
Now let’s start this charade

Outfit: Addams // Kristie Shirt Opaque w/ Short & Suspender
Hat: AKEYO_Fedora_BlackWool
Shoes: R.icielli – VIVI High Heels

Pose: :LW: Poses – Open your heart @ the XXX Event

•{ Just for this moment . . .

“Just for this moment, as long as you’re mine, come be how you want to and see how bright we shine. Borrow the moonlight until it is through, and know I’ll be here holding you. As long as you’re mine….” As long as you’re mine – from Wicked The Musical

It was never going to work
He was him
She was her
Neither wanting to be hurt

Fate pulls string they could not see
Trappings prisoners in it’s simplicity
It may be now
It may be then

They said ‘hello’
It started again . . .

(Special thanks to my friend for posing with me!)

Skin: .:Soul:. Gen2 F – Fala – [D6]
Dress: Apple May Designs – Earth Child – Sunshine

• The following is part of the gatcha set Ghastly Gatcha from :[The.Plastik]::
:[P]:- Cathedral Spellbook & Stand
:[P]:- Caris Hourglass
:[P]:- Tortura Hourglass
:[P]:- Eden Candle
:[P]:- Ouija Mirror

Pose: [DB]Poses – no fear

•{ Marks on me . . .

Can’t you see the marks on me
Drawn across my skin so prettily
Placed there by those who know me

Raised up on the stage
Eyes they fall over me
Bereft of any covering
Do you see the marks on me. . .

Is that who I think I see
I think there’s some familiarity

Bar the way with thorns and briar
Keep back, I don’t need your ire

People see me differently?
Tell me, who should I be?

Don’t need anymore marks on me…

Skin: .:Soul:. Gen2 F – Fala – [D5]
Tattoo:Endless Pain Tattoos– Arcanimus @ We ❤ RP ( October )
Hair: Tableau Vivant \\ Tempest hair

Pose: Artis – The shame stand


•{ Do You Remember . . .

Sometimes she still went there. Back where it began.

“Don’t forget about me,” she whispered out to the wind as she walked along a path that was nearly grown over from months of neglect. The Wind responded by blowing wisps of memories past her; she could hear the echo of long ago laughter in its wake.

Ahead was the circular arch, tall and majestic, even it could not escape the bonds of time as vines and moss now covered the once polished marble. As she stepped closer to it each footprint awakened another memory from slumber. One memory – for she was sure it was that – sprang to life so vividly in front of her that she caught herself mid step. She stared at it, and the memory spoke words she could not hear before it faded into the light, but she knew what it had said.

“How could I forget you . . .”

Dress: ::Tiffany Designs:: Manuelle Gown with Appliers ~ Pink
Hair: .ploom. Tina – Indecisive

Pose: an lar [poses] The Kindred Series @ We ❤ RP ( September )

Scene design:
Mushilu Circle Arches  @ We ❤ RP ( September )
Heart – WILDFLOWERS – Petunias
Garden- by anc  “in peace” Lily {soft yellow}

•{ Get on the train . . .

“I’ve found you find strength in your moments of weakness. For once I’m at peace with myself…”

She had been living out of suitcases for a while now, always ready to pick up and leave. Something had always held her back. Not today. Now was the time. Before she could talk herself out of it, she grabbed her bags and left for the train station.

“I’ve lived in this place and I know all the faces. Each one is different but they’re always the same. They mean no harm but it’s time that I face it, they’ll never allow me to change. . .”

It didn’t matter where she was going, she brought tickets to the first train headed out of town that was going to furthest away. She reached in her bag to check her phone, only to remember she had deactivated it and left that behind. She would get a new phone. New city. New place. New phone. New life. . . One thing she couldn’t leave behind were memories, and one of them she carried in the bag with her.

She stepped to the edge of the platform and waited for the train. This was it. This time she would get on the train.

“Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road. I’m movin’ on. . .”

Inspired by the song, “I’m Movin’ On” by Rascal Flatts

Outfit: Petite Mort– Golden Calico Madison Dress @ Trés Chic {Until Oct. 5th}

Petite Mort – Black felt floppy hat
Petite Mort – Cocoa Vintage tapestry bag 1
**RealEvil** LUX Kitty Watch
GizzA – “Lisa” Choker

Pose: :LW: Poses –  Real Beauty @ Trés Chic {Until Oct. 5th}