Mandy hugged her pillow to her chest as she thought. Timur should have gotten his invitation by now, and she figured he would likely be there next weekend, however, she wanted to see him beforehand. she got up and headed over to her desk for her phone and typed up a short text for him: Hey, was hoping to spend a night with you. Let me know when you’ve got a night that’s not busy? Thanks 🙂
Her thoughts turned back to the upcoming party. She was curious as to how many would accept, and was honestly excited and anxious to see what would happen once it came about. She wasn’t worried anymore – Trish, Samuel and Eric had seen to that, and for that she was grateful (though the only one other than herself and those present to help was Timur). Part of her just then wished she could draw like Trish or Ilyana could – then she could at least draw interesting couplings, rather than attempt to strictly imagine them.
A thought occurred to her: What if she couldn’t keep her shields up? What if everyone’s thoughts flooded in and she got overwhelmed? Maybe she could call Daniel….but no, he might want her to come in for an extra lesson, and she didn’t want that. I’ll just have to practice harder. Besides, what’s the worst thing that can happen? Mental pictures? she gave a short, little laugh out loud and shook her head. She was overthinking things, she felt.
She picked up a remote and put on some music, then lay back on her bed, arms under her head, idly daydreaming while listening to the music.
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Lucas rolled over in bed, trying to get comfortable. Jett was sleeping, but he couldn’t seem to. He was interested, when he got the invitation. He almost didn’t keep his excitement in check. Here was a chance to have a setup he’d fantasized about, off and on for a while – himself, Jett, Brandon and Mandy. It was always a good thought – one that never failed to excite him, and now was no exception.
He tried redirecting his thoughts, attempting to think of other things, but he didn’t know who all was going to be at the party, so his mind decided to display a decidedly explicit scene involving himself, Mandy, and Vince. It was too much – he felt like he might burst if he didn’t take care of himself. He wasn’t likely to, but he was going to risk waking Jett up by taking care of himself.
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Mercy was idly sketching while Adam worked on a customer. She wanted to come up with a few good ideas that both Charles and Chance might like. She was toying with a few Egyptian related themes, mostly an ankh at first, then an ankh with serpent, then she thought of trying to do one more in line with Charles’ back piece, and started doing a scarab and moon design, then a simple scarab with wings motif. Rinally, she decided to do some riffs on the Setite clan symbol – that of Anubis. The first was a basic Anubis – the second she liked better, as he had the scales with which to weigh your soul.
Finally, just to amuse Adam, she drew a pony for him. Smirking, she walked over and tossed it onto the desk within his workstation for him to find later. She should try and surprise him sometime, she thought. With, like, dinner or something. Amused, she set into mental motion a ‘dinner date’ for some time in the future. Also, she was going to demand he give her details about that party after the fact.