sixwordstories:
01. Nothing better than a rich success.
02. I need a good night out.
03. I want a night to remember.
04. I like him a whole lot.
05. I am so head-over-heels.
06. Oh! Could use a stiff drink.
07. Izzy Rosier! I need to talk!
08. Social gathering thing. Want to come?
09. I'll face his suffering one day. I'm sorry Father...
10. I was her first kiss! Yay!
11. I live for perfume and passion.
12. Green Beer: Turns your tongue green!
13. Perfume, luncheons, love. I'm really busy!

Sophie had been so incredibly busy lately with all the things that had to do with her business, Rackham Perfumeries. There was something about a long day that made seeing him so much nicer, he was calm after he long, hectic days. The sight of even a perfume bottle gave her a headache at this point, so she decided to hide all that away in her parlor.

Sending the house help away to their separate quarters for the night, Sophie decorated the living room with as much romance as she could pull off after such a long day. Candles, the smell of roses, a fire in the fireplace, oh and that scaterrgories board. Then, after dressing quite seductively, she waited for him to show, waiting anxiously.

The Fireside was a small pub just off the streets, in a small corner somewhere, the sign proudly stated it's name and drunk men and women would stumble out of it's door, full of liquid joy. The atmosphere inside, especially on St. Patrick's Day was electric, she loved when the whole bar would join in on a folk song or maybe a few men would start to jig in the middle of the place. It was just so exciting.

Stepping inside, she hailed over the manager, who knew her, he knew her well; because he knew Miss Sugar very well, she had been a regular here, but unlike Sophie, Sugar would only drink water, nothing more, nothing less. Sophie spoke to him in hushed tones, telling him of her date, and how she wanted him to experience what the Fireside could offer him.

The manager agreed, and he shooed drunk patrons out of one of the best tables in the place, a small area in the corner reserved for two. Sophie Rackaham, who payed handsomely for it, and her partner, who has yet to show.

Whenever Marlon arrived, he'll find her at the bar, cursing and drinking with the men, downing pints, challenging them to contests. Their table remains empty, green candles lit on it, waiting for the both of them.

There was a another big gala event tonight in the heart of London, at some Opera House that Sophie must've rode past a million times but have never been to. The exoskeleton of the place was made of marble, white marble, and had to be cleaned ever two days or it would turn a putrid gray/brown colour; Sophie knew this because she'd pass by and see them cleaning the old bugger.

Inside was a different story, it was beautiful, lavish, gold thread in the rug type of lavish. The oldies that funded it were ten times richer than Sophie Rackham was, but they realized that at her age, her wealth was gigantic, so they invited her into their circle hoping that she'd calm down and invest.

Sophie dressed herself up in a gold dress, for the fact that it was all she could get on such short notice of the party; she had literally gotten the invite this morning and was flustered, and conflicted with the idea of having to go. But Miss Sugar had told her before she left that she needed to take every opportunity to mingle with people of her status.

Sighing, Sophie stepped into the carriage and turned to look at her date. "Are you ready?"

Let's just say Sophie Rackham was more than excited to have a guest be coming over, it had been forever since she actually had someone over for any occasion. She rushed around the house, yelling random orders at the house-help as she headed into her master bedroom to dress in a sexy, yet alluring dress.

Eli was coming!! They were going to do all the things he's never done! Sophie was so happy.

Yes, I play Sugar (whiteabsolution) and since I know (I think) the story
so well and the characters in it, I've expanded to writing a bit more with Sophie
as well.

Be sure to read the bios of each Sophie because that is IMPORTANT. You'll know
that I'm writing for a specific Sophie with the tags I use.

Older Sophie: verse: older, tm: non-canon
Little Sophie: verse: little, tm: canon

Not too hard! Feel free to interact with her. I'm always up
for a plot-idea or RPing. :]

[heather]

Verse 1: Little Sophie.
[canon]

Sophie Rackham is the youngest, and only, daughter of perfumerie magnet William Rackham and his now-deceased wife Agnes. At the age of six, she is very intelligent - over the years, governesses have taught her many different languages, artforms, and other important information. Sophie has never seen her Mother, besides the day of her birth; she is not allowed about the house at all, and is confined to her room and the study room where she learns for hours a day.

When William brought Sugar (his mistress, and mother to his unborn/unkown child) to be the governess to his daughter, he never thought she'd do anything to harm little Sophie. Once Sugar got the eviction/'letting go' letter under her door (William found out about the pregnancy), she had a plan to take Sophie away from him.

Sophie is approximately six years old. Tiny, blonde and has blue eyes.



Verse 2: Older Sophie
[non-canon]

Sophie Rackham is the only daughter, and heir, of perfumerie magnet William Rackham. William Rackham passed away about ten years after his wife (circa 1886) but Sophie hadn't seen her Father since she was six-years-old. Her Governess, Miss Sugar, took her away from him when she found out that William was kicking her out for carrying his unborn child. Sophie grew up with Miss Sugar for years, came to know her as a loving, caring Mother-figure (more than her own, which she never saw); and as a trusting companion through life.

Sophie now runs her Father's perfumerie - Rackham Perfumerie, which is located just outside of London, England; the year is 1890. In 1890, Sophie is as vivacious, and seductive as her old Governess Sugar but she also has the smarts of a well-educated, and very successful businessman. Her Father's company is doing better tenfold since she took over, they are selling more supplies than ever before thanks to the careful business teaching of Miss Sugar.

Sophie is tall, blonde and has blue/green eyes. She is 20-years-old in the year 1890.