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It'd been another day that had felt excruciatingly long for Eliana. Each patient she sat with, those fifty to fifty-five minutes, had felt like an eternity with the way the seconds had dragged on. It wasn't the fault of her clients; it was the lack of sleep, that constant buzzing in the back of her head for a pill ( just one wouldn't really do much harm, she was strong enough to keep from taking more than ), and not to mention the new stress developing in her life.

There was the constant pull of family, of looking after her grown adult sister and trying to make amends with Margot, especially now that their father had resurfaced.

Additionally, Dmitri was never far from mind, the wounds there still felt fresh and raw. The timing felt sinister with the way her father popped back up into her life following the demise of her engagement.

When she walked into The Salty Goat, pretty much her most favored establishment in town, she was a sucker for the ambiance and the beers on tap, the redhead made a beeline for the bar and had weighted thoughts of just getting knockout drunk. She'd sat and gotten comfortable, ordered her first pint and was already sipping when that voice crept up her back and spoke into her ear like a whisper.

There was a flutter in her chest, one she never quite explored what it could mean, and when she turned to look at the brunette with the stunning porcelain skin she felt something like happiness tug at her. Out of the fog of all that she had in front of her had come Lena, a friend, someone she shared oceanic depths with. Meaning, undiscovered and unexplored, yet somehow the mystery was understood and accepted.

"Of course," she said with a growing half smile. The seat beside her was pulled out and offered. "Did you just get here, or did I miss you in my practical run for the bar to get a drink?"

setting: the salty goat for: lena cohen & @sierrasonnets

the salty goat was not a regular occurrence for lena; she usually spent her time at the wine bars in town when she needed a drink. but sometimes, when the days were particularly long and she could feel the shadows creeping in, wine just didn't do it for her. so she spent her money elsewhere, at the salty goat, where she could eat rich pub food and have a stiffer drink than she normally partook in. tonight, she'd ordered an amber ale and sat with her back to the door, watching various patrons banter with friends, family, and significant others. it made her feel very alone, but it was nice in an abstract way to people watch, to voyeur into their lives from an outside perspective. the door behind her opened and the air shifted, and lena, who had been watching a couple bicker for a few moments, took a glance back over her shoulder once - then twice, doubling back and craning her neck to see eliana.

her heart beat double time in her chest then, and lena hid her face, turning away from the woman for a moment to compose herself. the ale was smooth going down and it warmed her in a way that alcohol always seemed to, but the flush rising to her cheeks had little to do with it. the memories that always came up when eliana was around flattened her resolve and made her weak - she wanted. longing shot through her keenly and made her hyper aware of the other woman's movements around the bar. she moved with grace and she was so beautiful under the lights dim lights of the bar that lena hands shook slightly when they pushed up from the counter, hastily grabbing her drink. she was moving before she thought better of it, as she always seemed to do when the woman was around.

"may i join you?" her words were soft when she arrived at eliana's side, doing her best to not appear like she needed to be in eliana's company. she didn't, she told herself, she really didn't. this was just... it was just a silly crush; she'd get over it one day. she'd get over it. still, she stood before the woman with a confidence that really did not match what she truly felt. inside, she was a mess of emotions, and hoped that she carried an air of indifference about her. indifference she could do; indifference she understood. but there were cracks in her armor - carefully hidden in the way the lines around her eyes tightened, and the way her fingers just slightly moved around the condensation on her glass. the biggest glaring detail was the way her eyes flickered across eliana's face in intensity.

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"Well... that lets me know something important about you," was all Sammie had responded at first. Laser focused on the lines she was etching into Beck's skin, her responses kind of came out in pieces.

When she had a moment to pause, she wiped at the ink she'd just stained on his skin and then looked up to find his eyes. "You don't wash your hands. And Princey likes to make people think I starve him... apparently. Though... my neighbor called him fat the other day. Can you believe that?" Lighthearted annoyance was visible for just a flash as she sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fucking prick. While he was eating a donut no less."

After she'd reached for the handheld mirror Sammie gave it to Beck to angle it so he could see how the piece was coming along. "It's looking good. How are you feeling?" While his scars looked well healed she still wanted to be cautious when it came to irritating his skin.

Just as she was about to start again, she froze, but then she slowly began to smirk. Never a good sign. In fact that was a danger warning in most circumstances. "You know I'm not that long out of prison, right?" It'd been six years, most would call that a good amount of time. "I could finish the job..."

Starter For: @sierrasonnets (Sammie) Location: Rebel Ink

"If that dog licks my hand one more time..." Beck laughed. He was pretty good at not moving during his tattoo sessions, but Prince was proving to be pretty distracting right now. "Is it 'cause I had a chicken sandwich for lunch before coming here? Little bastard can smell it." Even though Beck's words themselves were hard, his tone was softened by laughter, even as he tried not to shift too much. "How's it looking?" He couldn't lift his head to get a good luck, but he'd been eager to work on his chest a little more. Now that his top surgery scars had healed enough, he was excited to let Sammie ad to the artwork in that area. The piece for today was a carnation, right on his pec. "How would you react if I started yelling like you'd severely injured me?"

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"Oh my fucking god... are you fucking kidding me?" It came out as a yell at first, mostly because the bump against her back had caught Ellie by surprise. When the redhead turned she saw the woman on the ground and laughing, and put the scene together after seeing the scooter tossed to the side.

A smile eventually appeared as the shot of adrenaline began to dissipate. "Shit, girl..." Eliana extended a hand down for Maika to grab to help her on her way back up. "Are you alright? Aside from the clear brain damage you have attempting to ride something you clearly can't handle." Her words were far from serious but there was the slightest mom tone to them.

"I'm fine... you just... startled me." Yet again the lack of sleep had her defenses down and had slowed her reaction times. Maybe even made her a little too edgy. "Whose kid did you steal that from?"

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 featuring MAIKA HEIDEN and ANYONE.

where: streets of cayote valley, could be in front of an establishment

idea: maika is stupid and riding a scooter. she could've hit your muse, nothing serious, but she fell. feel free to mock or help her.

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" beep beep! " a silly sound, mimicking the one of a honk, escaped maika half-way down the street. she had no helmet on, as it would ruin her shaggy hairstyle, and the sunglasses hardly let the dancer see muse. a dreadful combination for a friday afternoon. " oh fuck " the german muttered, attempting to break her speed as she approached them, maika tossed the scooter to the side and feel against the pavement. " are you okay? " she yelled, ignoring her own fall entirely, only to give into laughter. " well, that was embarrassing. "

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"Sounds like an alcoholics favorite poem," Sammie claimed with a teasing lilt to her words. The brunette had been sitting there for a while nursing her once ice cold Mexican beer but when she'd turned her head to Ryder her smirk matched his.

Still, despite her comment, that hadn't stopped Sammie from raising her beer to the toast. That guy... she glanced over her shoulder and snickered when her sight framed Ryder once more. "Here, here! Careful... I think he's trying to turn you into a frog."

Location: The Siren

Who: Anyone

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"Too much of anything is bad, but too much good whiskey is barely enough. I think that's how the saying goes." He remarked with a half smirk - almost subtle like, while raising the shot glass in his hand obviously of Whiskey and raised it in cheers. "Here's to holding our own and not ending up like that guy." Ryder added as his hues scanned the room and landed on a patron who clearly had one too many. The guy in question was using the pool stick as what Ryder assumed was a wand and pretending to be Harry Potter.

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"Yeah," Sammie practically barked with a dry laugh coming up her throat, "that would be my ex but I eventually gave his ass the boot." The grin on her lips conveyed her usual playfulness as she peered at Bia.

Only briefly did her gaze shift from the beautiful brunette to the poster tacked up to the bulletin board and then zipped right back to her friend. "I'm honestly shocked," she teased, "this feels like growth for you."

A hand extended out toward Tess to let the pooch identify her as though she hadn't already done that when Sammie had still been approaching. Habits. She likely smelled Prince all over her, Sammie's German Shepherd Dog, and if it hadn't been so warm and Prince hadn't been so extreme in his protest she likely would've brought him along as she ran her errands.

"Don't even ask me to take it, though," she jutted her chin at the cutest kitten tucked into a boot on the poster, "you know Prince would consider that thing a single bite snack."

It wasn't that her dog wasn't friendly, he was, but that kitten was just too small and would get harmed on accident with a dog so big trying to play with it.

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫: ( 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 ) | 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ( 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑒 )

bia wasn’t exactly the bulletin-board type, but today had called for sticky notes and staples ; and, apparently, a dose of humility.

she stood with one boot braced on the wooden bench outside the general store, a stack of printed flyers in hand and a small tin of pushpins tucked under one arm. ❝ free to a good home.❞ the top one read in neat, curly handwriting above a grainy photo of a barn kitten perched inside a riding boot. her face had been smudged with paw prints this morning. the kitten’s, not bia’s ; though that could be argued.

❝ i’m not keeping another one. ❞ she muttered aloud, more to the dog at her heel than any passing stranger. tess, grizzled and protective as ever, only blinked up at her like she’d heard that one before.

there were a few other flyers already up ; lost keys, band night at fool’s gold, someone’s garage sale - and bia wedged hers in between them with a quick jab of the pin. then, in a rare moment of indecision, she just . . lingered.

tess settled beside her with a sigh. the late afternoon sun was soft and dusty, and the quiet hum of small-town life drifted by ; footsteps, murmured conversations, the creak of the store’s door swinging open behind her.

bia didn’t look up right away, but her voice carried with practiced ease.

❝ you ever end up keeping something you were just supposed to help for a day or two? ❞ the question was casual ; almost rhetorical.

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"I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out."

— Bill Hicks

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"I like storms. They let me know that even the sky screams too."

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Snatch → 1.05 “The Smelt Down”

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EIZA GONZALEZ via instagram

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#sierraSONNETS, a dependent mumu for coyotevalleyrp.

eliana saint mleux ⸻ intro. visage. pieces. connections. sammie salazar ⸻ intro. visage. pieces. connections.

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Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.

  — full biography.

ABOUT

Nickname: Ellie.

Age/DOB: 45 / March 24th.

Zodiac Sign: Aries.

Gender: Cis woman.

Place of Birth: Tacoma, Washington.

Neighborhood: The Meadow.

Sexual/Romantic Orientations: Unlabeled.

Religion: Agnostic.

Occupation: Psychiatrist.

PERSONALITY:

Goals/Desires: To someday make peace with her past.

Fears: To have been wrong about her father after all this time.

Hobbies: Reading, going to museums and art shows, long drives, taking things apart and rebuilding them, going to the cinema alone, playing the piano, to be continued…

Likes & Dislikes: Likes taking the long way home, the color blue, blues music, traveling, alcohol, people who don’t ask her how she’s doing, art, and trying to make masterpieces out of IKEA furniture. Dislikes traffic, when people expect too much from her, not being able to sleep, people who are rude for no reason, fakeness, and know-it-alls.

FAMILY:

Parents: Martin & Joelle Serres Saint Mleux.

Sibling(s): Margot Saint Mleux.

Spouse: There's a former fiancé she never quite made it down the aisle to.

Child: Never got around to it, might have some regrets.

Pet(s): A black cat named Freud.

AN INTRODUCTION:

⸻ hey, is that JESSICA CHASTAIN i saw going for a walk in THE MEADOW? no, it’s just ELIANA SAINT MLEUX, a FORTY-FIVE year old PSYCHIATRIST from TACOMA, WASHINGTON.  SHE identifies as CIS WOMAN and UNDEFINED. they seem +INTUITIVE and -SECRETIVE, always reminding me of anxious smiles, haunted eyes, and cuticles torn from too much fretting. they’re most frequently seen at THE SALTY GOAT going on about BOATS BECAUSE HER DREAM WHEN SHE RETIRES IS TO SAIL THE WORLD and that’s okay because it’s been their thing for 43 YEARS. you’re going to love them!

trigger warnings: murder, prescription medication abuse

at just 12 years old, in the height of some of the most intense drama for any grown adult to face, eliana had been forced to start her life completely over.

her father had been on trial for serial murder and she was the key witness to have sealed his fate. not only had she found his box of victim mementos in the back of her parents closet, she also saw him coming home through the woods with a shovel more than once.

the harassment her family faced during his trial had been so traumatizing that her mother moved her and her sister away to california with a new name. they'd gone from being a serres to a saint mleux.

with her father serving consecutive life sentences her youth was plagued with guilt. eliana felt responsible for tearing her family's lives apart.

when she went to university she studied psychology with the goal of becoming a therapist. she wanted to help people, and maybe understand why people do the things they do.

her past was never truly far away, it haunted her, and with a prescription pad in her desk she began to dose herself and it eventually spiraled out of control becoming an addiction.

the only serious relationship eliana ever had was a sham. they'd met in a hospital parking lot and he was in the medical profession. their relationship moved fast and only a year later they were engaged.

it was only after she'd bought them a home and was putting the final touches on their wedding planning that eliana found out that he had only sought her out due to curiosity as his sibling had been a victim of her father's. eliana broke off the engagement.

with him being the first and only person she opened up to about her past, who her father was, and what she had done eliana went into a dark place emotionally and mentally.

eventually her family intervened and eliana went to rehab for her addiction before she completely destroyed her career. she's been clean since but struggles with it and the weight of the past. especially with her father working on appeals and reaching out to her.

POTENTIAL CONNECTIONS:

Ex-fiancé — This connection is integral to her past and likely future development. He was the first and only man she's allowed into her life in any way. While still closed off from the darkest secrets she was looking forward to a life ahead with him. Now with their engagement over and her having freshly moved out of the house she'd bought for them I'm keen for the development from that point on.

Sibling — Eliana's younger sibling would be a great connection in the vein of her having to confront the past. Plus, I could see tension between them given how they might have felt of what had happened to their family. This is something I'd love work through with her.

Sponsor — Since becoming clean of her prescription drug abuse I would really love to have someone there that she can reach out to, lean on, and gain support from during this time as she continues to deal with her life and function without the aide of drugs.

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Reinvention requires both a kind of death and a desire to keep living. And so at its core, reinvention is inextricably linked to hope: the hope that we can find another way, take another shape.

  — full biography.

ABOUT

Nickname: Sammie or Sam.

Age/DOB: 34 / January 30th, 1991.

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius.

Gender: Cis woman.

Place of Birth: Santa Ana, Mexico.

Neighborhood: Sierra Springs.

Sexual/Romantic Orientations: Bisexual / Biromantic.

Religion: Non practicing Catholic.

Occupation: Former child star / artist & owner of Rebel Ink.

PERSONALITY:

Goals/Desires: To put the past behind her.

Fears: Being remembered for her mistakes.

Hobbies: Sketching/doodling, anything creative, hiking, beach days, random acts of kindness, going to the dog park to play with the pups, dancing, to be continued...

Likes & Dislikes: Likes spending time at the beach whether soaking up the sun or playing in the waves, anything adventurous like spontaneous road trips, flowers, Coke Zero, polar plunges, sauna, getting pampered, and pet sitting. Dislikes people who always point out the past, those who constantly take without giving, being judged by mistakes, licorice, cold weather, and people who drive slow in the left lane.

FAMILY:

Parents: Carlos & Patricia Salazar.

Sibling(s): Older brother, younger brother, and younger sister.

Pet(s): A 4 year old German Shepard named Prince.

AN INTRODUCTION:

⸻ hey, is that EIZA GONZALEZ i saw going for a walk in SIERRA SPRINGS? no, it’s just SAMANTA “SAMMIE” SALAZAR, a THIRTY-FOUR year old OWNER OF REBEL INK & TATTOO ARTIST from SANTA ANA, MEXICO.  SHE identifies as CIS WOMAN and BISEXUAL. they seem +CHARISMATIC and -HEDONISTIC, always reminding me of the charged air of an impending thunderstorm. they’re most frequently seen at MINE SHAFT going on about ALL THE PLACES SHE’S BEEN LUCKY ENOUGH TO TRAVEL TO and that’s okay because it’s been their thing for 5 YEARS. you’re going to love them!

trigger warnings: drug use & selling

samanta was born in mexico and when she was just a baby her mother answered an ad she saw for an agency looking for cute babies that could model clothing for catalogues/adverts.

it spun out of control from there with the photographer enjoying how easy going and smiley she was and requesting/recommending her for other jobs along with her mother seeking out more opportunities.

as a toddler she got her first acting gig in a made for tv movie in mexico and it led to another. eventually she was on sitcoms and nickelodeon shows.

when she was only 5 years old the family moved to los angeles, at the pushing of her mother, so that sammie could have bigger opportunities even though she'd been gaining fame and a reputation in mexico.

from there her career only continued to climb and sammie eventually became a bonafide child star. she co-starred along with some hollywood giants and also headlined her own films.

not having a childhood and always working began to really take it's toll on sammie and as a teenager she began to rebel. she had her own money even some of her own power as people didn't say no to her much and that was when trouble started.

she often hung out with a crowd a bit too old for her and was offered alcohol and substances that her parents and family couldn't fully protect her from. but she got to a point where she really began to hate and resent all the fakeness. it was hard for her to look around at everyone that surrounded her and not know who was real and who wasn't.

out of spite sammie sold fake drugs to her hollywood friends. then she'd watch them pretend to be messed up on them and ridicule them for it. this scheme turned out to be the biggest scandal of her life as she was arrested, put on trial, and did some years in prison for these actions.

even though prison is a whole different world in itself she found it to be more real than hollywood and appreciated the hardknocks of life behind bars rather than be surrounded by yes people that did not have her best interests at heart.

in prison she learned how to tattoo. she was already a pretty talented artist but for the first time she got to let her own interests and talents flourish.

when she was released sammie moved as far away from hollywood as she could and found a place in coyote valley. she took up rebel ink and hasn't looked back since. not at her family, not at her career, and definitely not at any former lovers.

POTENTIAL CONNECTIONS:

THE EX-PARTNER: they said they'd wait for her but ended up cheating on her while she was in prison. they used her for clout, to be close to her name and status, as well as her money. by then sammie was used to being used and had expected that the relationship would come to an end when she was no longer a mealticket or relevant. she just expected that they'd be honorable about it. which, jokes on her for that, right? the problem was this person was sammie's first love and she had and maybe still has a soft spot for them.

LA FAMILIA: would love to have any of her siblings in play. maybe they're looking to break into the hollywood business or maybe they just need money. their interest could also be so much more genuine where now that they are adults they want to build a relationship with sammie. maybe they feel bad for how the family treated her like a cash cow? either way these are connections that would be fundamental and that i would love to explore.

STARS BRIGHT: anyone else in show business that sammie could've crossed paths with during her career. they're likely nothing more than acquaintances as she definitely wants distance with that sicko world. unless... you wanna bring me one of her former costars or fellow child stars who went through all the mess with her..

ADVENTURE / BEACH BABIES: two things she loves is to travel and to spend time at the beach. would love some close friends that she could enjoy either or both with. imagine sammie showing up at their door with the car gassed up and a roadmap in her hand — its a weekend out on the road just experiencing life.

CLIENTELE: anyone that sammie has done work for since opening up rebel ink in the last 5 years. whether she inked some design they brought in or they have one of her original pieces on them this would be super cool. i imagine she's pretty close with those she does frequent work or more than one piece on.

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Jane Austen - "Sense and Sensibility"

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ONLY MURDERS IN THE BUILDING (2021-) - 3x04 "The White Room"