Solo - Tavisha (RageRed)

GM

Nebula

Mar 5, 2024 11:48 am
GM
https://i.imgur.com/n2160y8.jpegNYC, Summer 2025

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, New York City stirred to life with the energy of a new week. In the heart of Manhattan, the cityscape bustled with activity as the morning rush began.

On bustling sidewalks, a sea of commuters streamed out of subway stations and flooded the streets, their determined strides reflecting the urgency of Monday morning. Briefcases in hand and coffee cups in tow, they navigated the maze of skyscrapers with practiced efficiency, each person with their own destination and purpose.

In the Financial District, suited professionals hurried towards gleaming office towers, their minds already buzzing with meetings and deadlines. Traders glanced at their smartphones, tracking market trends, while analysts crunched numbers in their heads, preparing for the day's trading.

In Midtown, creative minds converged in sleek studio spaces and design firms, their imaginations ignited by the promise of new projects. Fashionistas clad in chic attire dashed to runway shows and photo shoots, their designs poised to captivate the world.

Meanwhile, in the bustling kitchens of restaurants and cafes, chefs and baristas orchestrated a symphony of flavors, preparing gourmet delights and artisanal brews to fuel the city's workforce. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the scent of sizzling bacon, enticing passersby to indulge in a morning treat.

Amidst the chaos, street performers entertained the crowds with music and dance, their lively performances adding a touch of magic to the urban landscape. Tourists marveled at iconic landmarks like the Empire State Building and Times Square, capturing memories with every click of their cameras.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, the heartbeat of New York City grew stronger, pulsing with the rhythm of countless lives intertwined in the fabric of the metropolis. And amidst the chaos and cacophony, the city's spirit remained unyielding, a testament to the resilience and vitality of the Big Apple on a bustling Monday morning.
OOC:
Please describe how your character begins her Monday, including how she dresses up, where she is going or what she is doing. :)
Mar 9, 2024 4:52 pm
Tavisha Ryzhkova languidly rolls over in the king-sized bed. It hadbarely registered in her mind when her roommate, Franny Blume, had closed the kitchen door into the hallway on her way out to work at the Sanctuary around seven in the morning. She carefully extracted her nude body from that of the pink-haired young woman, Selvie, asleep at her side. She rolled into a sitting position at her side of the bed, stretched, and blinked a couple times to focus her eyes on the current time displayed holographically above the small side table.

12:05 PM

Wiping a hand across her face and the other through her shoulder length purple and black hair, that was in need of a trip to the hairdresser to redye her naturally red locks, Tav found her footing on the rug surrounding the base of her bed and quietly crossed to the bathroom, in the northeast corner. She took a deep breath and stepped into the shower, closing the smoky glassed shower door, and turning the water on.

Not more than a few minutes into her steamy hot shower, lather and water streaming down her fit body, Tav suddenly felt the familiar hands of her muse and playmate, Selvie, on her back. "Oh..morning Selvie." She greeted her friend without flinching. "I was going to let you sleep a little while longer, but since you are already up and in here, you mind washing my back, dear?"

Selvie, as she preferred to be known, was Selby Haversham-Chase, model and aspiring actress transplanted from London only a year ago now. She leans in and kisses Tav lightly on the back of her neck and picks up the wash cloth and some body wash. "Anything for you. love."

The showering proceeded from there, with some kissing, light fondling, and a lot of cleansing. Toweling each other off, the two return to the bedroom and while Selvie selected something to wear from the few outfits she had in Tav's closet for such sleepover occasions, Tav selected a pretty lacy purple crop top and short black leggings, along with a pair of her thigh-high boots and stockings.

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Last edited March 9, 2024 5:33 pm

Selvie

Nebula

Mar 10, 2024 5:27 am
Selvie
As Tavisha completes her morning routine, she finds Selvie already bustling about the kitchen, the aroma of late breakfast wafting through the air. With a glance she notices her companion, naked, clad only in an apron, effortlessly navigating the culinary space with a grace that belies her attire.

"Almost finished preparing, love?" Tavisha inquires, a fond smile gracing her lips as she watches Selvie's deft movements. Despite the casual attire, Selvie exudes a sense of poise and confidence, her apron serving as both a practical accessory and a playful reminder of their shared intimacy.

With a nod and a mischievous twinkle in her eye, Selvie gestures toward the table, where a sumptuous spread awaits. Plates adorned with delicacies such as fluffy pancakes, sizzling bacon, and fresh fruit tantalize the senses, inviting Tavisha to indulge in the culinary delights before her.

As they settle in for their late breakfast, Tavisha can't help but marvel at the ease with which Selvie effortlessly balances domesticity and allure. Her presence in the kitchen, clad in nothing but an apron, is a testament to her confidence and comfort in their shared space. With each bite shared between them, their bond deepens, strengthened by the simple pleasures of a shared meal and the intimacy of their morning ritual.

She sits on the other side of the table, and enjoy the meal pretending that everything is normal. " What do you plan for today, love? I have to go to the hair dresser and nail salon this afternoon? "
Mar 10, 2024 8:17 am
"Good idea, Selvie. I really need to make an appointment with my colorist, Marcel. Connor Cummings is performing tonight at The Labyrinth, if I remember correctly, and I need to look my best when I attend. You're going with me too, yes?"

Tav picks at bits on her plate, as she chews and admires Selvie's attire or lack thereof. She's not a big breakfast person, but makes a good show of enjoying the time and effort her playmate has put into making it for them. "I need to work on your latest shots we captured late last night from my computer here for a while and I'd really love to get into the exercise room here at The Fairfax and workout before getting ready to go out tonight."
Last edited March 10, 2024 8:22 am

Selvie

Nebula

Mar 10, 2024 9:29 am
Selvie
"Absolutely, Tav. A refresh with Marcel sounds like a great idea. You know it take a week to get an appointment even for a VIP such as yourself. You should consider booking now. And yes, I wouldn't miss Connor's performance for the world. It'll be a fantastic night out. I'm still debating what should I wear. "

As Tav picks at her plate, Selvie smiles, appreciating her companion's effort to enjoy the breakfast she prepared. "Of course, take your time with your work Love. Just send me a text when you are ready for the gym and I will come back to partner with you. Let's make sure we're both feeling our best for tonight."

She serves coffee for both of them before engaging in another topic. " Do you mind if i turn on the TV for the lunch news? "
Mar 10, 2024 7:16 pm
"Go ahead, Selvie." Tavisha acknowledges. "Get your news on and I will clean up breakfast and the dishes." Once her nearly naked companion vanishes into the living room, Tav grabs up their dishes and the cup of coffee and moves to the kitchen. She scraps the remnants of the food down the disposal and discreetly pours the entire cup of coffee down the drain.

Selvie was lovely and a wonderful muse and companion. There was never an issue of envy or jealousy with them. But, Tav did occasionally wish her English playmate would remember that she never drank coffee and, truth be told if there was such thing, considered pancakes to be half-baked Frisbees doused in sticky liquid heart attack.

Rinsing off the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, Tav proceeded through the dining room, past the bedrooms, and into the large living area with its south and west exposure. She smiled and closed to Selvie sitting on the overstuffed couch in front of the flat screen television, and leaned in to give her a kiss. "Thanks for breakfast, love."

Continuing to her computer set up in the southeast corner of the great room, Tav sat down in her comfy swivel chair and fired up her computers.
Last edited March 10, 2024 7:28 pm

Selvie

Nebula

Mar 11, 2024 7:53 am
Selvie
https://i.imgur.com/5ZPwzlY.jpegSelvie turn on her favorite local news channel on Apple TV. NYC Millenial News (NMN).

From her office, Tav can hear the beginning of the broadcast before she takes a deep dive in her work.
[Opening shot of a bustling news studio with Janet Parker seated at the anchor desk, ready to deliver the latest local headlines. The camera zooms in on Janet as she adjusts her microphone and looks directly into the camera.]

Janet: Good evening, and welcome to the NYC Local News. I'm Janet Parker. Tonight, we're following two major developments impacting our city and beyond.

[Cut to a graphic displaying the headlines "Frost Virus Cases Surge" and "Billionaire Albert Bettencourt in Coma."]

Janet: First, in health news, the surge in Frost Virus cases continues to grip New York City, with one hundred new fatalities reported this week alone. Health officials are urging residents to remain vigilant and adhere to safety protocols to stem the spread of the virus.

[Cut to footage of healthcare workers in protective gear attending to patients in a hospital, while graphics illustrate the rise in cases.]

Janet: This concerning spike in Frost Virus cases has put our city on high alert, prompting increased efforts from medical professionals and authorities to combat the spread of the virus and protect public health.

[Cut to interviews with health officials discussing the challenges posed by the virus and the importance of vaccination and safety measures.]

Janet: In other news, billionaire and philanthropist Albert Bettencourt suffered a major setback in his health journey, falling into a complete coma last night after a ten-year battle with a degenerative brain disease.

[Cut to an image of Albert Bettencourt, followed by footage of his granddaughter, MacKenzie Bettencourt.]

Janet: With Albert Bettencourt now incapacitated, his granddaughter, MacKenzie Bettencourt, has stepped into a significant role, reportedly assuming control of the Bettencourt conglomerate. The conglomerate, which spans industries in energy and technology, holds immense influence both locally and globally.

[Cut to images of Bettencourt properties and logos, highlighting the scale of the conglomerate.]

Janet: Stay tuned for updates on both of these developing stories throughout the broadcast.

[Janet exchanges a nod with the production team before turning back to face the camera with a serious expression.]

Janet: We'll be right back after this short commercial break. Stay with us for the latest updates on the Frost Virus outbreak and the Bettencourt family saga.
As Selvie watches the news, she casually remarks to Tavisha, "Holy Molly, that newscaster's chest looks so perfect, it must be fake. "
Mar 11, 2024 9:56 pm
Tav glances across the great room upon Selvie's exclamation. "Of course they're fake, my love. What can you expect from Apple TV? It's all AI generated." She replies with a wicked smile. "If her top popped off those tits would most likely spring out like tentacles and try to grab you."

Reminded by the sudden distraction, Tavisha grabs her cell and sends a text to Marcel.

To Marcel
Need a rush coloring before tonight's show at The Labyrinth, Hun. Can you work me in this afternoon?
Last edited March 12, 2024 8:59 am

GM

Nebula

Mar 11, 2024 11:35 pm
GM
To Tav
Marcel: " Oh my, it seems like everyone is flocking at this show! What's the big deal? If you can manage to secure me a spot on the list, I'll find the time... barely. My services have been in high demand, there's so many marriage and show in town. "
Mar 12, 2024 9:04 am
To Marcel
I can do that. How does 3pm sound for my visit?


To Connor
Need a favor, mate. Put me down for a +2 for tonight's performance will yah?

GM

Nebula

Mar 12, 2024 9:06 am
GM
To Tav
Marcel: " Sure. I'm counting on you dear. "
Mar 12, 2024 1:30 pm
To Tav
Connor: "+2 for you? Anytime. For any1 else? Favors would be required 🤣 "
Mar 12, 2024 7:15 pm
To Connor
Lol! Wouldn't assume it any other way. You're a dear. See you at the show.

GM

Nebula

Mar 13, 2024 10:34 am
GM
Effie's Hair Studio, is nestled in the chic neighborhood of Yorkville in New York City. This upscale salon caters to the city's elite professionals, offering a unique blend of sophistication and modern flair.

As Tav step through the elegant glass doors, she is greeted by the soft hum of hairdryers and the scent of premium hair products. The spacious interior boasts dozens of plush leather chairs, each occupied by a client being attended to by one of the salon's expert stylists. Despite the bustling atmosphere, there's an air of tranquility as clients relax in the hands of skilled professionals.

The salon's team of expert stylists specializes in creating polished and professional looks tailored to each client's individual style. From precision cuts to expertly crafted color treatments, they deliver impeccable results that keep their clientele looking and feeling their best.

While the majority of clients are career-driven women, Effie's Hair Studio also attracts a discerning male clientele who appreciate the salon's attention to detail and impeccable service.

Tav is waiting for her turn in the resting area where tea, coffee and snacks are available. There's three other women waiting.

First, there's Emily, Marcel told Tav about her. She is known as a high-powered attorney with a sharp intellect and impeccable sense of style. Dressed in a sleek pantsuit and clutching her designer handbag, she exudes confidence as she flips through a magazine, occasionally glancing up to check the time on her elegant wristwatch.

Next to her sits another woman in her 30s. Her sophisticated attire and statement accessories speak volumes about her attention to detail, even in her personal style. With her tablet in hand, she effortlessly multitasks, reviewing spreadsheets while keeping an eye on the salon's bustling activity.

Completing the trio is a younger woman. Clad in trendy athleisure wear and sporting a colorful scarf, she adds a pop of vibrancy to the salon's sophisticated ambiance. With her laptop open, she furiously types away, balancing her business responsibilities with her much-needed pampering session.
Mar 13, 2024 8:43 pm
Sipping a wonderful glass of fresh-brewed iced tea, Tav turns on the plush leather chair's massage mode and pops in her Bose ear buds while she waits, listening to some tunes from her Pandora playlists. She mildly regards the three other clients waiting their turns in the stylist chairs beyond the waiting area. She has a strong inkling none of them will be attending Connor's performance tonight.

GM

Nebula

Mar 14, 2024 12:14 am
GM

After thirty minutes of patiently waiting her turn, Marcel finally gestures to Tav, indicating that it's her time.

"Hey there, darling! It's been a while, hasn't it? You're looking absolutely stunning today, and those boots? Fabulous choice!" Marcel's words are accompanied by his signature flair and exuberance, a testament to his vibrant personality.

As Tav settles into the salon chair, Marcel immediately starts chatting away, his energy infectious and his gossip game on point. With every snip of his scissors, he divulges morsels of information about the latest rumors and scandals circulating in the city.

"Darling, you wouldn't believe what I heard about Mr. Thompson the accountant from down the street. Apparently, he's been seen cozying up to that new intern at his office. And get this, he's half his age! Scandalous, isn't it?" Marcel's eyes sparkle with mischief as he relays the juicy tidbit.

But he doesn't stop there. Oh no, Marcel is a treasure trove of gossip, always eager to spill the tea on the latest happenings. "And did you hear about Mrs. Henderson's son? Seems he's been spending a lot of time at the Electric Labyrinth. I wonder what his dear mother would say if she found out!"

As he works his magic on Tav's hair, Marcel seamlessly weaves in tales of love, betrayal, and intrigue that he's picked up from his extensive network of clients and acquaintances. With each snippet of gossip, he adds a dash of drama and flair, turning even the most mundane rumor into a thrilling tale fit for the silver screen.

As Marcel deftly trims Tav's hair, he leans in conspiratorially, his voice dropping to a hushed tone. "Oh, darling, you won't believe the latest whispers about the gangsters in the city. Word on the street is that the Gambino crime family is making a comeback. They say they've been quietly expanding their territory, making drugs deals in new areas under the radar."
Mar 14, 2024 2:56 am
"Afternoon, darling." Tavisha greets Marcel, leaning in with an air kiss to each of his cheeks. She gives her hairdresser and slow turn around with his compliment and holds out one thigh momentarily to emphasize the thigh-high boots. "You always have the right words to make a girl feel appreciated." Her hands go up to her hair and she shakes her head. "As you can clearly see, it has been too long between my visits. A touch up on those red roots is out of the question at this point, darling. I need a new keratin color treatment, before people start calling me Stripe."

With no further ado, Tav settles in to the chair and listens as Marcel regales her with all the latest, commenting at appropriate times with Hmmms and Ohhhs.

"Gambinos?" Her voice drops noticeably in volume. "Really?" She glances around to see if anyone else appears interested or listening in on their conversation. "Drugs...hmmm." She looks into Marcel's eyes, her smiling at the mention of drugs.
OOC:
Marcel deals cocaine on the side to his most discreet favored clients...
Last edited March 14, 2024 2:59 am
Mar 14, 2024 3:37 am
Marcel leans in slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he responds, "Yeah, word on the street is they've been moving some serious weight lately. But you didn't hear it from me, alright? Keep this between us." He flashes a knowing smile, conveying his understanding of the delicate nature of the conversation.

Marcel's gaze shifts subtly as he leans in closer, his tone lowered to a confidential whisper. "Yeah, the Gambinos are making moves, but that's old news. What's interesting is what's coming next," he murmurs cryptically. With a slight tilt of his head, he gestures towards a small, unmarked vial concealed between his fingers. It looks like red dust.

"This," he says quietly, "is the real deal. A new blend, straight from new labs north town. It's the next big thing, trust me. You won't find it on the streets yet, but you know me, always ahead of the curve." He flashes a conspiratorial grin, and delicately puts the tiny vial in her hand.
Mar 14, 2024 3:54 am
Tav eyes the vial with suspicion. "Hear what?" She says, returning his smile. "And...what are we calling this new..um...treatment?"

She looks around again and shrugs. "Pure white powder...please."
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Mar 14, 2024 3:58 am
" Dust my dear, it's called dust... It's on the house. It will blow your mind. "

" Sure, white is always available. Treatment is same price as usual. "


Marcel resumes gossiping about other topics innocently.

"Hey, did you catch wind of the mayor's recent scandal?" Marcel whispers, his tone conspiratorial. "Seems like there's been some shady dealings uncovered involving city contracts and kickbacks. Word on the street is that there's an investigation underway, and it's causing quite a stir among the political circles. It's a matter of time before it blow up on the news. "
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