Urd ([personal profile] world_of_elegance) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2012-02-22 09:03 pm
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Three's Company [Active]

Character(s): Urd, Eden, Genie
Content: The love triangle begins?
Setting: Urd and Genie's house, M6
Time: ASS KICKIN TIME
Warnings: Someone's hair is going to get pulled. (Spoiler: it's Genie's.)

This was the last thing Urd wanted to deal with. She was no stranger to the jealous hysterics of other women (and though she'd never admit to it, she'd had some jealous hysterics of her own), but this was different. She'd always tried to avoid being the other woman, as open with her romantic needs as she was. When it came to romance, Urd needed complete and utter devotion. She needed to be the only thing her lover thought about! The center of their world!

But how could that happen if an old flame showed up? An old genie flame? Arms crossed, the goddess paced in the front hall of the house she shared with the best friend she had under these domes. The friend she'd been exploring other options with. The friend she was madly in love with at this point.

Why didn't he tell me? In her agitated state, Urd completely ignored the idea of conflicting timelines, even though she'd certainly had some experience in that area as well. Instead, her imagination was filled with a number of possible reasons why this had never come to light, the worst being that he still had feelings for Eden and that Urd had imagined his feelings for her being mutual. In fact, it was this very scenario that had her lightly thumping her forehead against the faded wallpaper in the hall as she waited for Eden to show up.
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[personal profile] gumdroppizza 2012-02-23 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
There were three problems with this entire situation. One, Genie doesn’t remember Eden, or the fact they were together. Two, there was no way back to Agrabah. Three, there’s another girl in the picture, and her name is Urd. If there’s one thing Eden can’t stand, it’s someone meddling in on her man. Great, why does love always feel like a battlefield?! “Hm…” Eden thought outloud, “Was that Jordin Sparks or Pat Benatar…?”

Oh well, that doesn’t matter, what matters is that there was something needed to be dealt with here. Woman to woman, mono e mono, just Urd, Eden and their magic! As soon as Eden arrived at the Victorian house, she cleared her throat. Straightened herself out, chest held high she opened the door as quick as lightening, as she made a dramatic background music sound effect blare out when she entered. “¡Hola! Mi nombre es Eden. ¡Usted tomó a mi hombre, se prepara para ser castigado!”

Eden stood there for a minute or two… Then realized something, “Whoops, slipped into dramatic Soap Opera mode for a minute there. Excuse me one moment.” She closed the door, then opened it with the dramatic music blaring again, “Ahaaaaaah, Urd! At least we meet… Not on journals! How do you do?!”