rogueinladysclothing: (Casual)
There's no message on Amelia's answering machine, but if you have her number? You'll either get her on the first call or she'll call you back shortly after you let her know why you called.
rogueinladysclothing: (Thief (2))


Text | Voice | Video | Action | un: LadyRogue


[Amelia's device is ready for messages. Send away as you will.

Upon reaching her inbox, there's a long pause. And then, when the caller might think this is some prank or the inbox is improperly set up, a soft voice speaks:]


"Leave your message. We'll speak later."
rogueinladysclothing: (Center of Attention)
(A place to continue or start all the things as desired or necessary.)

cw for sex, violence, blood in various contained threads
rogueinladysclothing: (Thoughtful)
Vignettes for Amelia across her many games, PSLs, and AUs. Content warnings will be listed in TLs!
rogueinladysclothing: (Pensive)

69 Hedge Lane
Floors
1st: Foyer, Sitting Room, Kitchen / Dining Room, Study, 1/2 Bathroom
Outdoor 1st: Deck / Covered patio + Outdoor fireplace
2nd: Bedrooms (2), Bathroom (full), Crafting / Storage Room
Attic (bedroom)


( So chosen for an imagined cottage with her hedge mage )
rogueinladysclothing: (Default)

Shadows' Rest
Floors
1st: Foyer, Converted Study (Armory), Sitting room, Kitchen/Dining, 1/2 Bathroom, Cobbled Patio (Partially Covered)
2nd: Bedrooms (x3), Playroom, 2 Bathrooms (full)
Attic

( More images inside )
rogueinladysclothing: (Shy Smile)
It's been months since Amelia realized her feelings and began working through them with her therapist. Months of self-doubt and worry. Months of sorting through the advice she'd received and making plans. Now, finally, she felt ready to say something about them. Or, at least, ready enough.

( She wasn't sure how this would go, but it was finally time she tried. )
rogueinladysclothing: (Trepidation)
The revelation of my feelings for Thor brought on a lot of things I wasn't ready for. I went to the Nexus at large for help, and many people gave me good advice or encouragement. It wasn't enough to act on, though. How could it be? I didn't know what I wanted when I asked for advice.

( I brought it to my therapist to talk about instead of processing on my own. )
rogueinladysclothing: (Disbelief)
Should I have seen this coming? Was it really so obvious to everyone around me?

Why did no one tell me?

...what am I supposed to do with this information?

( Seriously, what the fuck do I do here? )
rogueinladysclothing: (Self-Deprecating)
The day we reached the end of my story with Steve... I cried.

( It was the strangest feeling, but it was oddly cathartic. )
rogueinladysclothing: (Resignation)
I didn't know where to start. I wasn't sure I could. Why it needed to be done made sense, but I... couldn't.

( Doing what I needed to for myself should have been so easy at that point, but it was everything but. )
rogueinladysclothing: (Sadness)
Starting over, retracing steps from the very beginning, was becoming habit. But this particular first step...

I was angry at myself for having to be here again.

( It was an uncomfortable silence we sat in. )

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