Roleplay[]
Em & Ophelia[]
「 Ophelia Jareau 」ilvermorny transfer • not a good seelie
15 y/o
part-fae
single • not looking
Ophelia is pretty sure the only reason her dad is letting her lounge around inside Juicebox is because it's a very slow day. Not surprising, considering it's early in the morning, but her point still stands; she's here, and that's a rare achievement. She's currently tapping away at the keyboard of her laptop furiously, wanting to finish the 13th chapter of the novel she's writing before her dad decides to disturb her peace. Should be any minute now, knowing her.
Message Me • 21:57, 4 May 2021 (UTC)
「 Ophelia Jareau 」ilvermorny transfer • not a good seelie
15 y/o
part-fae
single • not looking
Em is well-meaning, but Ophelia can't help but sigh. It isn't out of irritation, per se. Just... exasperation. That's a lot better, right? She levels her a frustrated look and begins to gesture around the air, a loud sizzling noise indicating she's writing something on air. Come on, I'm only halfway through this chapter. I want to get it done before lunch so I can help out before people start coming in. Ophelia feels bad for saying no, though, like she's letting her down somehow. So after a moment's pause, she sighs again and nods. Iced? I'm not in the mood for anything hot or too bitter.
Message Me • 01:18, 21 May 2021 (UTC)
「 Ophelia Jareau 」ilvermorny transfer • not a good seelie
15 y/o
part-fae
single • not looking
Well that's not very nice, she signs, visibly amused. I don't suppose today is the day you let me donate some blood myself? Ophelia suspects this isn't that day, but you can't blame her for trying. The arrival of the snacks has the dreaded effect, though. She's closing her laptop in favor of taking the distracting cup of coffee and package of cookies. Ask her and she'll claim it's to not get crumbs all over her keyboard, but anyone with half a brain will realize she's just giving up for the day. Whatever; surely there's more to do around here. Sounds like something I could help with.
Message Me • 23:24, 1 June 2021 (UTC)
「 Ophelia Jareau 」ilvermorny transfer • not a good seelie
15 y/o
part-fae
single • not looking
The joke doesn't go down very well with Ophelia, who's still yet to come to terms with the whole 'I'm part-fae' thing. It's been years, sure, but the self-hatred never goes away, does it? Oh, just trying to get another chapter done. I'm almost halfway through the book, but I feel kind of stumped, she writes, her face contorting in a visible expression of frustration. Unlike her dad, she takes a bite out of her cookie before she takes a good sip of her beverage. I'm not sure where to take the plot without making it feel so... overdone? I don't even know. Writer's block sucks.
Message Me • 04:36, 5 June 2021 (UTC)



