BubblegumQueen

Born in Brimstone

@T Risket,

*pats back comfortingly* It's alright, boss. We all make mistakes.

Born in Brimstone

@MissCapnCrunch,

I think we're pretty darn awesome! *sigh* The power of friendship that allows 3 girls to strip down naked in front of each other without any real hesitation.

Born in Brimstone

Lilith had a small smirk on her face as she watched her friends both question her and describe a seemingly uneventful night. She briefly considered bringing up what happened at the diner but wasn't sure if her brother wanted it to spread to anyone else. And to be honest, she would much prefer forgetting it and moving on.

“If you must know, I was spending time with John. Doesn't seem like I missed much.” She lightly teased at end, feeling more mellow and chill now that she was surrounded by two of her best friends.

Taking a drag, Lilith's eyes were drawn to the bruise on Abigail's ribs. Lilith tensed a bit, fingers twitching automatically. Her eyes flickered to Molly who seemed unsurprised by it, if not pensive. Lilith considered voicing her thoughts aloud but instead blew out smoke, glancing away as Abigail jumped into the water, having stripped down.

But, it was as Molly proceeded to get fully undressed that Lilith ended up staring at them somewhat like they were crazy. But, it was why she loved them so the look didn't remain for long. Fuck it, she thought to herself with a small shrug, standing up to also take off her clothing. “Eh, you raise a good point. Better to die with dignity, I suppose.” She mused, having quickly gotten undressed revealing darker skin by the comparison of her friends, tanned from the sun but rather skinny, albeit not too skinny like her friends, her having more of a figure with no real scarring apart from a small one on her hip. And she only has one tattoo, of a feather on her opposite hip.

Taking another drag, she entered the water with less enthusiasm but rather happily none the less.

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@Rockin Strings,

Oh! Hello new person! Trust me, I get what you mean. And I welcome you to the group and hope that you find a character you feel comfortable playing! Um... I think that @Stitches covered everything for the most part. (I am not good with people, haha.) Anyway, I hope you find a place here! ~

Space Quest - New Beginnings

Beautiful Charlie admitted to herself, staring at the ship with unabashed awe in her eyes. To think, a Queen ship just prime for the taking. Was she supposed to not be drooling over it? Sure, some of the parts may be a bitch to deal with when they reached the point of no return. However, Charlie was confident in her ability to... figure something out.

To be creative... yeah, I can definitely do that. And 5800 credits? While costing a pretty credit, it would all be worth it. No doubt. I've paid more for worse.

But, even though she really just wanted to just take this ship as her own and explore it, she knew that she should at least look at the last option. Although, her mind was pretty much already made up. Then again, she could be surprised, who knows?

“How about we see the last one? Just to cover our bases, here.”

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@T Risket,

Yeah, I'm cool with whatever. I'm just kinda going with it to give Lilith some nice girl-time. But, nothing too dramatic, I hope, haha.

Born in Brimstone

“She knows the names of nightmares.
Though we all do at different times.
We know the way the wind grows still.
Before they slip into our minds.
We know their icy grip.

The race of heartbeats in their palm.
The jolt awake into a world.
That is disturbingly too calm.
We know the routine of the regulars;
The monsters under beds.
The voices calling into the night.
And those inside our heads.
But hers, they're something other.
They are a longing and a lack.

Creatures darker than the shapes.
That have been molded from the black.
They bring the kind of fear.
That comes from waiting for the scare.
Hers are the hyper absent,
The things so glaringly not there.
You see, there's nightmares so much worse,
Than those you pinch yourself to shake.
There's ones that whisper in your ear,”

Lilith came to a halt in her leisure pacing, staring down at the last line of the poem with a small smile. “But you are already awake.” She whispered to herself near silently, fingernails painted in chipped black polish traced over the words. Humming lightly, she closed the small book, no distinguishable marks, simply looking like a small black book.

Crossing her messy room, she returned the book to it's place on top of her dresser, glancing over at her wall where a clock rested, the girl made an 'oh, right' expression. Moving over to her bed, she picked up her usual pack of cigarettes, stuffing them into her pocket, but not before snagging a smoke. Also grabbing her golden lighter, Lilith turned and was prepared to leave her room but paused, looking into her mirror at her clothes, making sure it was all appropriate.

Her eyes lingered on the messy eyeliner but shrugged, uncaring.

Leaving her room, she made a turn to the right, stopping outside of her brother's room. She peeked in through the crack, spotting the large lump under the covers that was her brother. Her eyes immediately went to the glass by his bedside, making out the small amount of amber liquid remaining. And it dawned on her in that moment how her brother managed to go to sleep that night.

Frowning a little but silent, Lilith moved away from the door, walking down the hall. At the front door, she took the time to put on her black combat boots, placing the cigarette in her mouth for the time being. After she'd finished messily tying them, she righted herself, grabbing her skateboard from it's slanted place in front of the door and stepping out.

Squinting at the bright sun, Lilith set down her board. Placing one foot on it, she took the time to brandish her lighter, carefully lighting the end of her cigarette. Taking a drag as she stuffed her lighter back into her pocket, she then took off down the street, the only real sound being the wheels of her skateboard against the pavement.

After a few minutes, she reached the hot springs, not even bothering to go through the front and instead circling around the back. Stepping off her skateboard, she approached the fence with an arched eyebrow. Giving a small nod, she let smoke escape her lips in a nice stream, prepping herself. Then, she let her cigarette rest off to the side before lightly tossing her skateboard over. Although, to be fair, it didn't matter much for how hard she threw it, gravity was relentless regardless. But, Lilith was confident and unconcerned, having done this before obviously.

She then proceeded to carefully climb over the fence, though getting the odd scratch or two herself.

Landing on the other side, her eyes were drawn to her friend, Molly. Smiling a little, she walked past her discarded skateboard, approaching Molly. Choosing a lawn chair herself, she let herself 'gracefully' plop down on one of them, not bothering to join Molly. She gave a wave and groan in greeting, spread out dramatically over the chair (And partially some of the others.), taking a drag from her cigarette in silent cheers for making it.

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@T Risket,

Aww, thanks boss man. @MissCapnCrunch, I should have some kind of reply up sometime tonight.

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@MissCapnCrunch,

Well, I'm gonna be pretty occupied for the next hour or so so you might wanna go ahead. I'll try and see if I can get out of it early and come back but, uh, no promises.

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@MissCapnCrunch@Stitches,

I swear, as soon as I leave a bunch of stuff happens, haha! And ooooooo, girl time, you say? Personally, I like the idea of the hot springs. (Or just any kind of swimming.) As for Abigail not being able to swim? Ah, don't worry! Lilith has gotcha covered! I mean, I was originally gonna have Lilith just go for a wander around town, smoke a bit, the usual. But, friendship time is best time always.