just my luck // Cinderella

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Krystof had been in the country for about two months now. He'd arrived last from South Africa as he finished his travels. The Polish boy who'd found his way around the world in ten years. Travels hadn't been easy nor had he been able to see his family for most of the time. The latter was by choice. Krystof had a lot to deal with with his family. He'd only been back to visit once since he began his travels. And now he sent Bach with a letter to his oldest brother Casmir telling him that he'd settled in England. The letter he received back was one telling him everything that had happened recently. How his niece and nephew were going up well. Cas had heard from Damon who was doing well off in Russia. Krystoff had turned twenty-eight just a few months prior and was ready to get out and about in this new land.

A few people in Hogsmeade told him places to go, things to see. Hogsmeade was interesting in itself. He found himself often finding his way around the town exploring new parts. Tonight he decided to make his way to London. He planned to stay a few days in London so he made sure to take some clothes. He pulled on one of the red and black Russian robes that he'd picked up while in the country. He made sure to pick up all his notes and pack them carefully away so he could get some work done while he was exploring London. He'd never been to the City so this was bound to be an experience.

Krys made his way and set up in a muggle hotel. Using muggle money, especially foreign muggle money. Paying was a little difficult but he got through it and dropped off his bags. One place that he was told to visit was a club called Magical Mayhem. It was a place open for both muggles and magic folk. Well at least tonight would get interesting. Krystof had spent time around muggles and while they weren't his top choice of people to be around he didn't mind it as much as he thought he would.

The twenty-eight year old made his way down to where he was told to go. He was admitted into the club and found his way to get a drink. He heard great things about British alcohol, and now he had a lot of different types to try right here in front of him. He ordered a beer to start him out. A drink to start the evening. Beer wasn't as heavy as mixed drinks. He could enjoy some things later. Besides the brews were what he was here for anyways.

Since he was just learning English he needed to be careful to make sure that he didn't get too far gone because then he would start speaking in Polish and he'd never get out of the spiral. His accent was still thick and he did like what people thought of his accent, everywhere he traveled some people just thought it as strange. There was always something very appealing of such things in the world. People from a strange land.

Words: 536
Tagged: @ella
Notes: hope it's good

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Because Cinderella is a rebellious soul, and because she doesn't like to be told what to do, unlike the character she was named after, unwilling to be the damsel in distress just doing what she was told to do, and because there is so much more to life that she hasn't experience before, and there is so much more that she craves to see, to feel, to know.

It's is for all those reasons above that Cinderella keep herself a daily job, even though her family is certainly wealthy enough to support her throughout her life without needing her to lift a finger. She is Cinderella Tchaikovsky after all, the precious second daughter of a powerful pureblood family, if only that's enough, if only she's precious enough, if only she is a boy.

Though no, Ella doesn't wish to be a boy, she likes too much about what a girl can do to want otherwise. All these beautiful clothes and dresses only a girl can wear, these accessories, the handbags the heels, the diamond necklaces and rings and earrings, not to mention the fact that girls has always more power than a guy could ever hold. Boys, they can never resist doing what you want them to do, if you just know the right way to persuade them to do as you wish.

Ella has inherited their mother's strength on the field.

Turning left and right in front of a mirror inspecting the effect of the dress on her, the white top and that pastel pink dress, light and silky on newly her acquired tan skin, setting off contrast of her honey brown hair and blue eyes. She rather like this piece, it caught her attention from the window as she walks by it, and being Ella being Ella, she of course found herself walking into the store without a second thought and asked for the dress to try on.

While she won't ever call herself a shopaholic, she like millions other girls out there loves to shop, what else would you do with all those money you earn if you don't treat yourself a little every now and then?

"Do you do deliveries?" she asked the sales girl once she had decided, right hand reached up flipping her long curls back. The girl nodded and guided Ella to the counter, where she paid for the dress she is now wearing and wrote down her home address for the girl to sent her previous set of clothes to. Ella walked out the shop and continued her way towards the pub where she was supposed to meet Krystof.

Krystof Marik Usilov, or he introduced himself to her as Krys on their first meeting, he caught her attention since then. Charming with that handsome face and an accent which makes him sound just way sexier, that bronze curls which all she has been thinking of is to run her hands into them, and that chisel face, that pair of eyes a shade in between blue and green, like some sort rare gems in the world. Cinderella's attention was captured right then, that first time she looked into his eyes.

Of course, she knows that she can really have much of a future with him, beautiful as he is to look at, wonderful as he is to chat with, and she enjoys his company very much, but coming down to it, Ella is still a married woman, even though her relationship with Joseph had dropped below freezing point right now.

She couldn't help herself pulling up a smirk thinking of when Joseph find out about this.

Maybe it is a payback, an interest for the slap he gave her, a revenge for the stunt he pulled behind her back. So he's hanging out with his secretary now, she can certainly hang out with a handsome magizoologist came from Poland.

The bouncer recognized her as soon as she passed the entrance, guided her to a room at the back. Pulling away the curtain separating the room came into the view that man she asked to meet her here, she never thought he would already be here. "Krystof," on her face spreading wide was that pretty smile, Ella was already crossing the room to where he sat, "You're early," she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then reached out to wipe away that red lipstick mark she left there. She grinned hinted embarrassed, casting her gaze down before meeting his again, she laughed a little, "Sorry about that," she apologized.

What she likes about Krys too, is his ability to make her feel young and wanted again, that she's not just an married old lady out of the market. Every girl needs some reassurance like this in her life, especially a girl grown up in a family like Ella's.

She settled herself down beside him and smoothed down her dress, crossing her legs action as graceful as a Tchaikovsky ever taught to be. She ordered herself a Honey Oak mead when the waiter returned to the room with Krystof's beer, then turned back to the man as soon as he left. "How was your day, Krys?" She asked, flipping her hair back.

"Ella's Speech"
Ella's Thoughts
NPC Speech

Words: 871
OCC: OMG! I am so so late!
Outfit: CLICK
Tagged: @krystof

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