Benevolence on the House (Eavesdown Docks RP Post)RP post for the :iconJin-Dui: Eavesdown Docks RPBenevolence on the House (Eavesdown Docks RP Post) by BrowncoatWhit
featuring Jimi Bird, :iconJin-Dui: NPC
The brass bells over the street-side door of the Now Wanted Lounge jingled as it opened; Jimi was on the downslope of the after-lunch rush, or else he'd have never heard it. He glanced up from the glossy surface of the bar he was polishing, and sized up the potential customer with a glance.
Heavy black boots, worn dungarees, a red flannel shirt buttoned up underneath a ragged and very-patched surplus jacket. Pale skin that hadn't seen sunlight in a long stretch, height-challenged, and a mop of pale hair. Probably a guy -- but one of those androgynously pretty faces and slender builds that could prove either way. A stuffed duffel was slung over one slight shoulder, a torn scrap of paper was clutched in one hand, and a forlorn face as he/she swept an increasingly worried look around the red-velvet walls and intimate little tables of the lounge. Jimi sighed and downgraded his as
Paying for Kola (Eavesdown Docks RP Post)RP post for :iconJin-Dui: Eavesdown Docks RPPaying for Kola (Eavesdown Docks RP Post) by BrowncoatWhit
Joanie Roanhorse owned by :iconbrowncoatwhit:; Anson Roanhorse a :iconJin-Dui: NPC.
Anson Roanhorse was on his way out of the Essex Rose Tea House on Salisbury Street when a familiar voice rang out.
"T'biló! T'biló, wait!"
He pivoted on a heel, automatically scanning the flow of foot traffic -- and predictably spotted his sister head and shoulders above the crowd, astride the snowflake-spotted grey she often rode for courier jobs. Pedestrians made way for the high-stepping gelding, who was tossing his head and working the bit, clearly wanting to move faster than the sedate walk Joanie held him too.
"I was hoping to spot you out & about!" she said as she reined up beside him, sidling the gelding sideways in order to create a living wall against the crowded flow -- it was lunch time, and half of the neighborhood seemed to have taken to the streets of Eavesdown Dock's Westgate District, running short errands or
A Door Once Opened Part 1 (A Firefly Fanfiction)River Tam was still out there, still a bit wonky in the head, but she just wasn't the fragile crazy girl she used to be. Miranda seemed to destroy that part of her, at least the fragile part. Maybe a bit of the crazy, too. The River living aboard Serenity now was a much more dangerous creature. She was lucid, sometimes far too lucid. Her access to their minds so deep that at times she would answer questions before they could think of them. And the energy that possessed her was phenomenal.A Door Once Opened Part 1 (A Firefly Fanfiction) by AlexaFen
There were days when she couldn't sit still, she had to be doing something. She was on the bridge, plotting courses and checking instrumentation; she was in the engine room, helping- and often times hindering- Kaylee with maintenance and upkeep; reorganizing the supplies in the infirmary much to Simon's displeasure.
She wouldn't sleep for days, the need to do things growing as the days passed. She had even taken up weight lifting with Jayne, hoping the exercise and Jayne's quite mind would help.
Cinderella Dreams by ZoraShe was widely regarded as the prettiest girl in Canton- but a lot of people steered clear of her because she always had her nose stuck in the air. "There goes Princess Zora," they would mutter as she passed. Even covered in mud, she walked like a queen; her bright red hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and her blue eyes stared defiantly back. Her dress hem was covered in mud- but she still elegantly held her skirts as she walked.Cinderella Dreams by Zora by MusesMultiPage
"She thinks she's some high and mighty Companion," one woman had commented. Right in front of everyone, she turned and said
"That is what I intend to be. Someday I will go to the Academy, and learn to be a lady. Men from all over the verse will ask to be on my arm and in my bed. I'll have beautiful things, and a home of my own, and friends- and I won't have to suffer the way my poor Ma and my brothers did- if I'm sick I'll be able to pay for healing-up. Who wouldn't want that?"
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