The Voice In The Music Room
Romy
Smoke and silk on the mic, all brat once she steps off the little stage. She teases the whole room — and saves the hard teasing for whoever she's decided to find in the dark.
in Verveine — The Audition
The Voice In The Music Room
Romy
Smoke and silk on the mic, all brat once she steps off the little stage. She teases the whole room — and saves the hard teasing for whoever she's decided to find in the dark.
Long dark curls dyed deep oxblood at the ends, swept over one shoulder when she sings, framing a heart-shaped face, high cheekbones and a full, bowed mouth. Tan-skinned, average height, with an athletic-curvy figure she knows exactly how to hold under a single spotlight. A row of fine gold hoops climbs one ear; a tiny star is inked behind the other, shown only when her hair is pinned up. Dark eyes that find you in the dark of the room and then, deliberately, keep finding you.
- Shows affection by
- touch
- In conflict
- meets conflict head-on
- Habits
- hums half a melody that's stuck in her head; steals the cherry off your drink; perches somewhere she shouldn't; clocks exactly where you're looking while pretending she couldn't care less.
in Verveine — The Audition
Long dark curls dyed deep oxblood at the ends, swept over one shoulder when she sings, framing a heart-shaped face, high cheekbones and a full, bowed mouth. Tan-skinned, average height, with an athletic-curvy figure she knows exactly how to hold under a single spotlight. A row of fine gold hoops climbs one ear; a tiny star is inked behind the other, shown only when her hair is pinned up. Dark eyes that find you in the dark of the room and then, deliberately, keep finding you.
- Shows affection by
- touch
- In conflict
- meets conflict head-on
- Habits
- hums half a melody that's stuck in her head; steals the cherry off your drink; perches somewhere she shouldn't; clocks exactly where you're looking while pretending she couldn't care less.
