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Rome was starting to recover from the earthquake, the rubble had been cleaned away and building were being worked on to be brought back to their former glory. The Venus was included in all of this, perhaps paying a little more than she normally would have for the pace she demanded. Her clientele was already sniffing around and while she wasn't sure how bad the Elysium got hit, she wasn't about to lose her big spenders due to a little earthquake. And while they weren't reopened just yet, as the plaster and paint was still drying, her husband had allowed her a generous budget for new curtains and such for the building. Which would eventually lead her to the marketplace, flitting around the various fabric stalls to price things before she would set off one of the men with her to haggle once she was certain they had the quality she wanted. Then she was off looking at the others, purchasing a few bangles before heading over to where most of the food stalls were laid out. The sounds of merchants calling out to potential patrons were barely heard over the chattering sounds of the people she moved by. She normally didn't stop for food, but the kitchens at the Venus was pretty much in use to feed only the workers, and didn't provide what she normally liked daily when she arrived to oversee things. And then the fresh fruits and vegetables caught her eye. And she paused, a few feet away from it as she scanned the items. Before finally approaching the stall and picking up a peach. A smile playing at her lips as she focused on the succulent fruit in her hand. The worker moved, and she saw the movement just beyond the peach and she glanced up, a playful smile still playing on her lips. "How much?" She asked, holding it up. She would wait once she knew the price of one before asking how much a basket would be, her mind instantly going to the goddess among them that would often visit the Venus and Gaia's love for peaches. "And do you deliver?" @Sara

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30.6.75 | open It was early morn, one of the few hours of the day that the Venus was closed to customers. Allowing its inhabitants to rest and clean up after their long evening of debauchery. Titinia was hoping to catch a few hours of sleep before the sun was high in the sky, alerting everyone it was time to rise and ready the brothel for the evening to come. For her to spend a few hours being a mother to her young children. But that didn't seem to be fated for her that night. Her life was never simple; being a mother of five, a gang leader's wife and a brothel madam. She had children to raise, a husband to keep after and clients to please. Because heaven forbid they go to the stink hole that called themselves a brothel down the way. So instead of sleeping, she was in her office. Looking over the books one last time to make sure all was in order before finally being ready to go to bed, it was too late for her to venture home. Falco was sleeping and her husband had too many enemies for her go alone. That's when the tremors started. The world shaking beneath their very feet and she watched as her candle began to vibrate towards the end of the desk. She snatched it up before it reached it and she stood from her desk, keeping calm as she made her way into the hallways. She wasn't the only one alerted, groggy whores and sleepy house slaves a like were stumbling from their pallets. "Get down stairs. Into the open area, go on with all of you!" She's barked at them as she joined the crowd of moving bodies. There were some screams to be heard as plaster fell from the ceiling behind her, naked or barely clothed figures screaming in terror as they moved to get downstairs. Where the fuck where her bouncers? And Gods, please tell her that none of her clients were there, spending nights with their favorites. That would be a disaster she wasn't ready to face. Ever.

15.5.75 | @Gothic There was a new face among her women, shuffling among the ranks as the eldest of them had prepared to take her retirement. Having been freed for some seven years and saw her charge grow into the Empress that perhaps she had always been meant to be. That meant her general attendant became the head of Drusilla's 'household', ruling over their Domina's chambers. The tall, amazonian like guard had stayed in her place, while her cosmetic slave moved to the spot the new lead was now in. Turia was her name, Drusilla mused as she looked over the ladies she kept to keep up her appearance. The new face did not stand out too much among the others, but it was still a start for the Augusta to come across her. But she had been recommended, Turia had been, for it seemed her talent with makeup was well known among those who knew any gossip at all. And well, Drusilla wasn't getting any younger. She would be 36 in a few months, and being a mother, a wife and a patron life was showing its work on her face now. And despite her cleverly manufactured mask, she wasn't without her vanities. "Turia." She called out as she moved to take a seat her vanity table, "Come, dear." She said as she tucked her hair into a loose hanging ponytail at the nape of her neck to keep her hair from her face. She wanted to see the new girl's work. "We have a busy day ahead of us. I have to woo some senators into giving money for the impoverish and I need them to be enchanted enough to open their coin purses."

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Lucretia was having such nice dreams before the world began to shake things up for all of the city. Frolicking in meadows with her husband, among other things, as they took their carnal pleasures from each other had brought a smile to her slumbering face as she snuggled up to the warmth she was accustom to. He spoke her name just as his dream self did, in sync with each other, and her dream self laughed merrily as her smile widened. Before her dream self paused at the next words ... that didn't match what his lip was saying. Earthquake? What earthquake The ground was stable, was it not? Finally the forces of him shaking her vanished the dreams enough for her to wake up and half realize something bad happening. "Whhhhaaadyamean, earthquake? We were just in a meadow ..." she mumbled out as she was still under the sleep god's control, wanting nothing more to plant her face back into the pillows and go back to sleep. There was crashing and shouts and she finally set up just as a vase - a wedding gift perhaps - crashed from the display it was on and she realized that there was indeed a very real earthquake going on and she backed into him as she watched things rattle off tables. "Oh fuck.... Laelius! " She said before looking back at him, "the children! Come on! " She then said, scooting out of bed to flee the bedroom to go find her children, without a stitch of clothing on as she truly wasn't thinking about it before pausing and turning back, grabbing a sheet to wrap around her as she then exited, not wanting to wait a moment longer to get to them. @Tori

30 6 75 | @Gothic The year had not been kind to Cornelia in the recent months. The death of her cousin, chiseling off yet another member of her generation of the Cornelii, had been taken more harshly than she had expected it to. She hadn't been close to her Scipii cousins, not in the way she was with her aunt's children, but still it gutted her. So she had begun her plans to migrate south during the summer, to go their seaside villa down in Naples and bring some people from the eternal city with her. Plans that were set for mid July, her beloved doves in agreement with her that it was needed. However it seemed the gods had other ideas for her. The trembles had been felt by all in the week ahead. It was nothing unusual, often time the gods rumbled and grumbled for their mortal entertainment to remember that something more powerful existed. Yet what she woke up to just now wasn't the trembling she had felt in the days leading up to this dark morning. She woke up to shattering, and smacking, Harmonia's sweet sweet voice pulling her out of her sleep. "Whats going on...?" She asked groogily as she came to. "Earthquake, my love." She heard Harmonia's reply to her and that shot her awake. "We have to get out of the building." She said as she shoved her covers off, grabbing her coverup as she ran from the bedroom, knowing her lover would be behind her. Down the hall, she could see Carina leading the children out of the rooms, followed by a gaggle of slaves that were kept with the children, but she couldn't see her husband or their Venus. "Cornelia, please." Harmonia's begging pulled her away from her frantic search and she followed her down to the courtyard where everyone was gathering for safety. She scooped her youngest child up as Annthea came barreling into her legs, asking her where pater was at, "I don't know baby, I'm sure he'll be here in a moment."

@Atrice and @Hope || Just putting this here, Lucretia isn't above setting things up for her sisters. As her muse mentioned to @Tori's Alexander and @Devthe other evening after Hope talked with me about Titus : Her sisters are single, hubs' brother and cousin are single.... it might be time to play matchmaker. xD

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mid july 75 | naples The summer's heat was smothering in the city, which was still cleaning up from the earthquake, prompting Cornelia about mid July to plan to progress down the coast to Naples on a hired ship, desperate for a reprieve. To get away for a month or two before life would start up once more for them in the heart of the empire. So invitations were sent to her brother and Quintus' siblings, a long with some others randomly sent out to random people. She didn't care whose hands they landed in. An offer to follow their household south, to breezier and sandier pastures. Then they had made the trek to the port city of Ostia and then made their way southwards via ship. Now, a few days after they arrived to their villa, Cornelia left her children's room leaving them with their ever watchful nanny. The villa was largely empty at the moment, slaves only exiting the kitchens to head out to the beach that stretched out from their property to the sea. The evening tide kissing the shore. Cushions and blankets and low laying tables had been set up and about the large area. Torches were being lit and should it be needed a large bonfire was prepared to be lit the darker it got. The things she noticed as she stood at the columns that looked out over the area that was being prepared. She wasn't dressed at all the way she would be in the city, instead dressed down. Her loose curls hanging to her waist with only a gold broach fashioned as a hair accessory pulling some of it back to keep it from falling into her face. Even the dress she wore was simple. White bellowy silk that both danced in the breeze and clung to her figure as she stood there, sheer enough for anyone to see what Venus had graced her with in the right light. A goddess overlooking her play ground. A smile playing at her lips as she looked over the view and out into the horizon, the sun was setting casting its amber haze on the world. She heard someone approach her from the side and she turned and smiled, "Shall we go down then?"

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@LivCake by the ocean shall happen very soon! LOL. Will they even make it to the villa after the orgy starts? XD @Sara We should toss Nia and Vib into a thread and see where things go, lol. @ the both of you, as for your matrons and my matrons, by all means, we should thread them - I will probably add more to the group thread in due course. Especially Aelia and potentially Lucretia, though @SaraI hear your Horatia's hubs is working closely with the emperor now with a new fancy title, I'm sure Drusilla and Horatia will likely find themselves in similar circumstances too.

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STOP! IT'S PLOTTING TIME. AKA ANNA IS LOOKING FOR PLOTS FOR HER LADIES! Without further adieu ... in order of social importance ... my ladies! Apps are linked for easy reading of their history and personality. Julia Drusilla Augusta Former? Empress | Patron of Many Charities Currently spends her time between the villa she and Quintus have moved to and Rome, so she can still patron her Charities. Seeking plots with the nobles of Rome. Especially those of the same charitable interests as she. Meh on: Enemies, really not into overthrowing/harming plots. Not seeking: Romances, she's loyal to her husband Built in plots: Family and those in orbit. Pinaria Lucretia Beloved Matron | The Bridge Seeking: Plots with nobles and gentry, wouldn't ignore someone of lesser status if they replied to an open tho. Not seeking: Romances, she's loyal to her husband Built in plots: Family and those in orbit. Her husband's mirror as the bridge with the older and younger ladies of the imperial family. Cornelia Scipionis The Viperess of Rome | Flirt | Matron Seeking: Allies. Enemies. Frenemies. Give her something juicy. She misses intrigue. Not seeking: Romances outside of hub's approval. Built in plots: Family, lovers, and those in orbit. Will not hesitate to poison your ass if you cross her. Orgies on the beach are kind of her vibe. Horatia Pulvilla Wife | Matron | Homebody Seeking: Friends of the same interests. A bit of a homebody, but can be lured out with books. Her only daughter is a mini-her. Not Seeking: Romance, she's loyal to her husband. Built in plots: Family and their extensions. Maecilia Aelia Young Matron | Artistic Gardener Seeking: Plots in general. She's approachable. Albeit a little cranky and far to demanding. Not Seeking: Romance, she's loyal to her husband. Built in plots: Her sister. Titinia Novella Brothel Owner | Gang Leader's Wife Seeking: Everything. Give her all your muses. Be it friends, enemies, frenemies, fuckbuddies. Built in plots: The Venus and The Syndicate. Europa Disgruntled House Slave Longs to be freed. Hates her father-master. Seeking: Everything ALSO | WORKS IN PROGRESS! I have a few characters also in the words that can be pre-plotted with. PM me here if you'd wish to now more.

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In the early hours of June 30th, after a week of feeling very weak to light tremors in the surrounding areas of the Eternal City, the land between Rome and the port city of Ostia was hit by a very strong to severe earthquake. With tremors being felt both north and south, especially southwards towards Naples, the Via Appia has sustained heavy damage and as a result travel between Naples and Rome is currently severely restricted. Depending on the state of them, buildings suffered moderate to considerable damage, or more so with older or poorly constructed buildings. Officials expect injuries and deaths to be reported throughout the affected areas. OOC NOTE: How your character reacts is up to you. There will be no special board for this mini event, however, so please time stamp and tag your posts if they are related to this event. You may use this an an opportunity to write off characters or npcs if you feel the need to.

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Elsewhere in the city another Horatia was getting ready for the day. The gentle hands of her highly skilled wove braids of heavy chocolate brown hair into an fashionable hair style befitting her station in life. Horatia Pullvilla had never been one for her vanities, but she was a wife of a well known senator who had family ties to the Imperials. It would not do her any favors to look like the cat had just drug something wretched off the street. Going to this ... gathering ... was not her idea. But her daughter's. Appiana was desperate to enjoy the late spring weather, where everything was warm once more. Winter did not ever sit well with her. And Horatia found hers impossible to say no to. So their names had been sent and they would be reading The Odyssey together. A story they both knew all too well, but it was not their choice of what the first gathering would read. Perhaps the hostess simply believed it was best to start off simple. "Thank you." She muttered to her slaves as they finished dolling her up. Nothing to fancy or heavy for the day time. Just enough to mask what age and laughter was slowly adding to her face. She stood and moved out of her room, heading towards where her daughter was quartered in. She was in the favored white, gold embroidery along the hems. The scarlet stola draped over her shoulders. She would pull it up right before they left the house. Her daughter rushed out of the room, carrying both copies of the book they were to read today. A miniature of her mother, but only in a soft blue. "Are we ready then? Good, lets go!" She asked with a laugh as her daughter confirmed that she was and they took down the stairs hand and hand and out to the litter that would carry them across the city to the Aventini Minoris. "I know I don't need to remind you to be on your best behavoir, but to save us each three headaches, tell your brothers I did." she said with a wink as they arrived. They weren't the first to arrive it was clearly but surely the weren't the last as they entered the domus, the tail end of the chatter from the woman that enter before them and she hung back, her hand holding her daughter's as she waited for the others to get done with their greeting.

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