theelectrifyingpowder

Face Up || Powder&Lights

Right before Valerie did a set, to help calm her nerves she would always scope the people in the venue out. Some of them stood out to her, and she would always create some elaborate back story for them, which landed them as a villain in her latest comic. Some she actually drew out if they were good enough. 

This time it wasn’t hard for someone to stand out to her (in fact she guessed he had a hard time blending in) so after jotting down the ideas, she did a few more people before it was time to go on. Wasn’t the most conventional way to calm nerves, but it worked and it inspired her creatively. 

Now she was at the end of her set, her fingers traced over the keyboard, “This last song, I wrote for someone when they were sad,” she started, she always wanted to say more. Always wanted to be braver, and that moment of silent indecision settled in before she spoke again, “It’s called Face Up,” [X]

It’s late and I am tired, wish I could spark a smile/The place is flying high but right now/I want to be low/Don’t want to move an inch, let alone a million miles/And I don’t want to go but I know I gotta go

I just want to feel alive/The times you don’t wanna wake up/‘Cause in your sleep it’s never over when you give up/The sun is always gonna rise up/You need to get up, gotta keep your head up/Look at the people all around you/The way you feel is something everybody goes through/Dark out, but you still gotta light up/You need to wake up, gotta keep your face up

When the song finished a small flutter of clapping echoed back to her and she started packing up her gear. After most of it was taken care of the hesitantly made her way over to the pale man in a fedora she’d spotted earlier, “Uh…hey,” she said with a single wave, she bounced on the balls of her feet and shoved her hands into her back pocket as she tilted forward, “I don’t mean to intrude,” she gestured to the empty seat across from him, “You mind?" 

+ theelectrifyingpowder stopped for tea at Baker Street

Alice never knew how to greet new people. She didn’t want to seem overly keen, but then that made her look rude sometimes - Which she definitely tried her hardest not to be. Taking a deep breath, and closing her text book - quite happy to stop studying for once - she looked up at the new stranger in front of her and smiled. “Hello.”

Two Minds to Meet

“Rose, I’m not good at climbing the trees like you are, leave me alone.” Lily mumbled in irritation, speaking aloud since the forest seemed empty in all directions as usual. “I came here. Me. In my body, need I remind you. And I came here to take pictures of the flowers and trees, not play monkey.”

But the views from the tops are so cool, you could get the best pictures from up there.
“You can come back when you’re in charge, okay? It’s not that far away from the apartment. I, however, am taking pictures from the ground thank you.”

You are no fun.
“Says you.”

I’m the only person you talk to enough to have an opinion.
“Whatever.” Rose was right, but the younger twin refused to admit it, stubbornly ignoring her sister’s voice as she lifted her camera and focused on the sun through the leaves above her.

It was a half hour later and she was in a heated conversation as to whether an animal could ever get used to Rose (she wanted a pet but the other said it’d attack her), when she saw someone. Which was strange, because they were in the middle of nowhere. He seemed deep in thought or some other serious activity, so she stood awkwardly on the edge of the clearing, not sure if she should turn around and find another way or wait.