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STARTER FOR @blazingchamber

chaos was a simple word to describe it. all morning the phones had trilled endlessly, the preparation for the evening’s grand opening carrying, seemingly, the same sort of stress upon everyone involved as if the world itself was due to end. cashiers were prepped, the windows were decorated with balloons, ribbons and banners, and the models were given the sternest of instructions, however osiris did not share that same frenzy. cool in the face of what he deemed a necessary pressure, he sat atop one of the high stools at the store’s back, running his fingers absentmindedly through his liepard’s fur. she purred in response, uncaring also for the drama of the day, and protectively remained at her master’s side.

“ sir what about the--” 

“ it’s been taken care of. “

“ and the -- “

“ yes. “

occasionally someone hired from his mother’s inner circle would approach him, clipboard in hand, but he was more than ready for today. he waved most of them aside with his free hand until one timid young woman ( ah, she must be new ) approached him with a trembling tone to her voice. “ umm... sir... your interview... it’s starting soon. “ of course! the liepard seemed to understand, rising to her feet and leaping from his lap before stretching her back legs gracefully.

“ hm, fine. but you must keep the noise down. this has to go perfectly or mother wont be pleased. “ a warning tone came but he laughed before he walked away. it was a test of strength, after all. he doubted she would last the day. osiris made his way to the store’s entrance, the boutique filled with far too many people but they all seemed to part to make way for him, as they rightly should have. stepping outside, the business only seemed to bleed into the street; camera people assembling their equipment and a crowd had began to gather outside for a peek inside. 

it seemed his interviewer had yet to arrive, osiris choosing then to pull out his phone and reply to a few texts as a camera clicked in his direction. even amongst all of the finery of the store and the clothing pouring in and out of it, he stood out despite it all; his loose fitted shirt the same pastel shade of blue as the very sky above on that chilly winter afternoon. 

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STARTER FOR @pavback

one typical flaw pertaining most to the arrogantly and stupidly rich, was the sheer lack of awareness that one possessed, seemingly only when the wallet within their pocket contained more than the insides of their skull. it was as if it was bred into them; passed down generation to generation, that whilst you could be fabulously wealthy, beautiful and stylish, you could not also be smart.

osiris had never imagined that walking back late at night from anywhere could really be dangerous. criminals targeted poorer people, surely, in far more rougher parts of town. but wherever this was, he was soon due to learn a lesson that perhaps all rich folk were due. the pulsating lights of the club echoed within his eardrums long after he passed into a much further part of the city, his heart still racing from an evening of dancing and chatting. he’d been offered a ride home, but he waved it all aside. ‘ i’ll be fine ‘, had been the shout, amidst the sigh of defeat from his entourage. and so, he was alone. well, partially. as he walked, rubbing herself against his heel was his purring liepard, the feline pokémon a distraction from the foreboding sense that came with walking alone at night. 

long black coat billowing in the winter night behind him, perhaps even at the less gracious hour of four am, he looked akin to a movie star strutting along a set, with the tall manner with which he walked and the almost unnatural way he held himself. aloft, proud. purposeful. such are the traits of a young man so blessed, so privileged indeed, but with that privilege came an ignorance so apparent, it was a wonder he did not see it himself. 

turning the corner he came to a darker road than before, a lamp flickering in the distance. a jittering spotlight. it was only then that he withdrew his phone, pulling up the contact for his driver as the silent night slowly began to unease him just slightly. the liepard yawned, stretching out her back legs before sitting upon the pavement beside osiris, washing her face with a gracious paw.

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Viktor with long hair as a model????  (*¯ ³¯*)♡

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