Isabelle Croft, from Collide {Private}, a roleplay on RPG

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#2017-07-29 18:31:38, as written by BlackSwannxx

Though the room is filled with distant chatters and inaudible noises, the sound of the piano could still be heard from every part of the room. Elaine took a small sip of her martini as she glanced up at Steven. She couldn't help but think of how kind and sweet he's being to her. He's kept her company in a room full of strangers even though they're not strangers to him. Steven had finished his drink and asked the bartender for another one, but her on the other hand wasn't really planning on drinking much. She merely got a drink in order to fit into the socializing crowd; not to get drunk.
Elaine took notice of a man by the bar downing some shots. He looked over at her and it caught her attention, but she shrugged it off and continued her talks with Steven.

After half an hour has passed by, Isabelle found Elaine again and excused her from Steven. Steven sort of just half-heartedly smiled and nodded at Isabelle while raising his glass a bit. Elaine looked at Steven with a faint smile as she was dragged away from the bar counter and into the crowd; the ocean of people closed in and she could no longer see Steven.

Isabelle began to introduce Elaine to every body. Her mind could only gather so many faces and names in one night. She politely smiled and shook their hands throughout each introduction. With the room being so full of people, it was difficult to hear at times and they often had to raise their voices just to be heard.

After several introductions, Isabelle brought her to a blue eyed, dark skin, blonde model. Elaine couldn't help but stare at how beautiful and perfect she looked.

"This is Giana Purcell, one of the best model." Isabelle spoke with such pride yet aloofness. Something in her tone told Elaine that she wasn't as pretty as she looked, but her judgement doesn't come from others'. With a sweet smile she spoke,

"Elaine Porter from England." an introduction managed to slip out her lips. Her British accent was prominent in a room full of Americans. She raised her right hand towards Giana in hopes for a hand shake.

When the model showed the ring on her finger, the diamond was gorgeous. A short feeling of envy took over her, but what girl wouldn't feel that way. Giana looks like the type of girl who knows what she wants and gets what she wants, so there was no doubt that a guy wouldn't fulfill those wishes for her. She can't really tell if Giana is the lucky one or the fiance, but either way, they both seem happy enough to get engaged.

Giana waved over for her fiance in the near distant. A tall and handsome man approached the three of them. Giana looked very giddy and excited to show off such a fine man. Any girl would feel the same way towards their fiance, especially someone so breath taking.

Elaine took a pause, almost staring at the man as he introduced himself. She quickly broke her daze when their eyes met and smiled at him and reached for his hand,
"Elaine, Elaine Porter." she said in a formal tone. His hand was firm and rough; in a manly, complementary sense. His presence felt familiar, but Elaine was too overwhelmed with everything around her to really take much notice of anything.

"Elaine will be one of designers for the Fall line this year, you'll be wearing at least one of hers." Isabelle interrupted in the middle of their handshake.
"Yes, it will quite a pleasure to dress someone, strikingly beautiful such as yourself, Giana." her eyes shifted towards Giana. The two of them looked so perfect for each other. A dapper, handsome man and a beautiful, chic woman. No wonder the two of them are a couple.

Moments later, the pianist began to play a slow, song. Steven came from behind her and asked,
[color=#0040BF]"Can I have this dance?" Elaine looked up at his blue eyes,

"Of course." she smiled and took his hand,
"If you could excused me," facing towards Giana, feeling sorry for having their conversation interrupted.

Steven swept her over to the dance floor, holding her hand on his while he placed the other on her lower back. She then placed her other hand atop of his broad shoulders and they slowly began to sway to the sound of the piano.
He leaned into her ear,
"You are the most beautiful woman in this room," he spoke to her softly, almost like a whisper.
Her face flushed red, his voice and lips so close to her ear made her heart skip a beat. Her ear felt hot from just those few words. A childish giddy was kicking at her core, but she kept her composure; smiled and chuckled softly at him. They continued their dancing.

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#2017-07-29 20:22:10, as written by MadMax

Dialogue: #7F7979

Vincent kept knocking back vodka shots every now and then out of nervousness. He wasn't drunk yet, but he was feeling lightly buzzed. His eyes which had been following Elaine, drifted towards the bar for a brief second and when he turned back, he had lost her.

In a panic he fought his way through the crowd, searching with no luck. Where did she go?

Dialogue: #D857B0

After a short while, Isabelle, a famous fashion designer that Giana knew well, came over, bringing a woman that she had never seem before. Isabelle introduced the woman to Giana.

Then the woman introduced herself as Elaine Porter from England.

Giana, happy to have something to talk about said, "Your from England? What a coincidence, so is my fiancé." At the word fiancé, she put her left hand in full view of the two women to show off her gorgeous diamond ring. It was then that model caught Vincent's eye and motioned for him to come over.

"Speaking of my fiancé, there he is." She pointed at him as he slowly walked over. Giana loved to show off her rich and handsome fiancé, he typically made people jealous.

Just when Vincent had finally spotted Elaine, he saw her talking to Giana and before he could sneak away, his fiancée waved him over. Hesitantly, he made his way over to the three women. Giana pulled him to her, hanging onto his arm and smiling charmingly at him.

"This is him, my beloved fiancé." she said sweetly.

Vince nervously looked toward Elaine, his eyes meeting hers. He reached out a hand. "The name's Vincent."

She grabbed his hand, hers much smaller and daintier than his own. She ruined the moment when she introduced herself as if she had never met him before. He gave her a confused look right as the designer interrupted their handshake.

Elaine went on talking like nothing had happened. She really didn't remember him.

Giana thanked Elaine for the compliment and then the conversation was over.

Vincent was in disbelief at their encounter. After all they had been through together, he would have liked to think that she wouldn't forget him. Apparently, the years they spent together meant nothing to her, at least that was how Vince felt in his current state of distress.

From afar, Vincent angrily watched Elaine dance with the male model from earlier. The man was too close to her, he even had his hand on her lower back. When Elaine laughed at something the model said, Vince growled lightly under his breath.

That was it, he had to put a stop to this. Encouraged by his jealousy and the large amount of alcohol he had consumed that night he made his way onto the dance floor, heading straight for the dancing couple. Vincent rudely pushed the two away from each other, stepping between them.

Ignoring the angry model, he turned towards Elaine. "Do you really not remember me?" he blurted, searching her eyes intently for any sign of recognition.

Isabelle Croft

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a character in “Collide {Private}”, as played by BlackSwannxx

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