MesuOkami

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SOS. Wasting away at work.

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Brielle received Edens hug openly, and warmly hugged the familiar man. They had class together when younger, immediately bonding due to being orphans at a young age. "I was thinking one on one, but anything for the youth...:do you have someone accompanying you later in the forests in case of a run in?" Brielle sat down near Lucile, her body facing Eden as they spoke. She always appreciated his company, one person she felt close too after many years. Brielle laughed as the stray dreadlock laid itself down in the center of his face - "did you just maintain them? They're looking longer these days" she stated, in reference to his glorious locks.
As Adam nodded in response to her question, Brielle broke into a laugh over Sparrows statement breaking her intriguied gaze from Adam "it's okay, I was supposed to be hunting...so I won't tell if you don't", she chuckled lightly, her cheeks flushing. Brielle moved her eyes back on Adam, as he and Sparrow quickly left, something in her gut was sitting right. She broke apart some of the freshly cooked muffin, plopping a piece in her mouth. It was a delicious treat - a satisfied hum followed suit.
"Oh right, Eden - This Lucile he's a mu-- half breed...I escorted him in today for some trades" she looked over at Lucile who was looking at her for confirmation of their situation. It was a unique sight to see Brielle being so kind to a halfbreed. Not that she was ever derrick status, she just tended to avoid even being around them. No matter how kind, the fact demon blood ran through then unsettled her greatly. So she always declined escort jobs, if possible. "If you have time before class - you can come with us so he can trade for a trowel, and then I'll join your class for the day".

@GoodLuckTuck@Ktyhrea@Hawlin@WhiteMoths

Supernatural creatures and humans trying to live in harmony (Dead)

"Whoah," Sage gasped - looking at the man in front of her. She shifted the weight to her right leg, her hip popping out in a sassy fashion as she crossed her arms "those are some interesting threads". She reached forward grabbing his cape and giggling. "Can I wear this? Will I fly?" She let go of the cape and hiccuped - "where are you going so fast? Why do t you just fly there? Can I come? I'm down for an adventure.."
@Samdragonx

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I'm at work. Expect a response some time in the next few hours! Hard to get motivated to type on my bunk phone ><

Supernatural creatures and humans trying to live in harmony (Dead)

@Samdragonx hi, thank you!
Idk how to really join in - and I'm at work at so I may not respond till later.

Supernatural creatures and humans trying to live in harmony (Dead)

City

The last surge of alcohol sliding down her throat was like water at this point - her poor, poor liver. Laying down money on the bar, Sage popped out of a small hole in the wall bar, waving to the bartender as she left. Clearly, a regular - but also if you're in the service industry you all know each other. She put her headphones on, and started to bob her head to the hiphop beat melodically playing in her ears. It was her day off, she had pulled 4 doubles in a row and was ready to relax, it'd be a while till she got drunk her tolerance was a little high. To say the least. The hole in the wall bar, she herself worked at, was understaffed which led her hours to surge.
Sage inhaled the crisp city are through her nostrils, tucked her hands into her jacket pockets and whirled around on one heel only to be stopped by a force coming at her. She landed promptly on her butt, her eyes wide with confusion and surprise "Whoah, my bad dude". She laughed, looking at her hands for damage, and burped slightly - mmmm, whiskey. She stood up, and brushed off the bottom of her dress off.

[anyone]

Supernatural creatures and humans trying to live in harmony (Dead)

Sage McDowell

Name: Sage McDowell

Nickname:
N/A

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Species: Meat-bag...or Human

Powers(Nothing too overpowered please): The power of sarcasm

Appearance(s):


Crush: n/a

Relationship: single as a flamingo

Personality: She is an observant person, though she'll lose keys if they're in her hand. People watching is a favorite for her, you can usually find her with her headphones on in her own little world. Sage is pretty patient, unless you're being a complete asshat. She has a habit of speaking what's on her mind, whether good/bad. You can find her at a bar, alcohol is a favorite of hers - she drinks in moderation though. She is upfront with men, when she has no interest in you she'll tell you, but for the few she has fallen for - she fell a little too hard. Which makes her a little standoffish to new romances. Friendwise, she's someone who could keep you laughing from her eclectic moments of forgetfulness - to hilarious bouts of crankiness.

History(optional):
Sage had a relatively normal childhood, her father was a mechanic and her mother was stay at home. She'd occasionally go to her fathers auto-body shop where she fell in love with motorcycles, and is currently on the hunt for her own. Sage didn't have anything traumatic happen, except her parents divorce when she was in middle school. But it had been a long time coming, there wasn't much fighting - just a lot of awkward family dinners, and holidays.
After that, she'd stay with her mother during the school year, and father during the summer. Reasoning why? Her father didn't generally care what she did, and he was the reason for her partying starting early in high school, having her first beer with him. Her mother of course, wasn't very happy about this - which was part of the reasoning behind their divorce, he just never cared. After graduating highschool, Sage decided against school and took up a job as a waitress. Where, after she turned 21, she also trained to become a bartender. She spends her off-time hanging out with friends, drinking at the bar, or roaming the city on her own adventure. Unaware of exactly what is out there.

Likes/Dislikes:
Sage appreciates late nights, people showing her new places, cats, horror movies, spicy food, ice cream, cold beers, sleeping in, catching the sunset, star gazing, working on new crafts, baby animals, Halloween.
Sage hates when people prank her, when people lie, thieves, dark rooms, sour cream, the smell of fish, sitting in silence, the sound of wet shoes squeaking, people who don't tip well, cold food, being woken up before she naturally wakes up.

The thieves guild

Interested

Harvest Moon ~ Willow's Valley

Emma Wilson

Emma Wilson

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Appearance:y
She has medium length black hair, large round brown eyes, a smirk that seems to be stained on her face. Her skin is pale for someone who spends most of their time outside. She usually is wearing darker colors to hide the dirt on them that she accumulates throughout the day.

Birthday: Autumn, the 13th

Occupation: Florist/Botanist.  She took after her father, and helps him run the shop where they sell seeds to the farmer's of the town.

Personality:
Reserved, and typically keeps to herself. Though if you're a friend of her's, she has quiet the quirky attitude. She is known for her dripping sarcasm, and witty responses. Emma is helpful, and knowledgeable about any plant - so if you have any questions, come see her.

Likes:
Roasted Vegetables, any fish dish, the moon, flowers, fresh sweets, animals, hot chocolate, walks, horses, listening to music, visiting the beach after work, going swimming, receiving wild flowers from the surrounding areas, home-cooked meals, star gazing in the hills, nature.

Dislikes:
Beef dishes, spicy foods, sleeping in, television, overly hot weather, when people don't take care of the flowers she gives them, cocky men, plain ignorance.

History: Emma was born & raised in Willow's Valley, her mother passed away after childbirth - and she was raised solely by her father. He was a botanist, and opened a Floral shop with Emma's mother - she worked the inside, and sold flower arrangements, and seeds. While her father tended to the gardens, and supplied the shop. Emma would work the gardens with her father when younger and absorbed everything her father taught her like a sponge. Emma loved to watch the flowers grow day by day, seeing what all the love and care she was pouring into them was doing to them. Around 10 years old, Emma was helping run the shop with her father - mainly selling flowers, and seeds for him. She still now works at the shop, and manages the inside by herself while her father still tends to the gardens. They live above their shop, with the gardens located out back behind it.

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Brielle smiled widely as he produced sweet potatoes, they truly were her comfort food in this post apocalyptic world. She quickly grabbed them, and placed them into her satchel, "Thank you, Lucile...you're not too terrible..." She joked, smiling warmly at him. Brielle shifted her weight to her right leg, crossing her arms again - "You know..." She bit her bottom lip in hesitation, this was clearly a habit she picked up that indicated she was thinking, "How about I take you to the dining area? I wouldn't mind some breakfast...save these for dinner". She patted the side of her satchel where she had just placed the potatoes. Brielle tried her best to be a 'good' person, but with many of the acts she witnessed (like Derricks ferocious attitude) she wasn't sure if there was any good left in the world. Aside from the small acts of kindness she came across here at Sanctuary. One of the King's 'treat half-breeds well, we do not know what horrors they have experienced' speech seeped into her mind. It unfortunately struck a cord, and she found herself being more rational around them instead of acting out with emotion.

"Here, follow me..." Brielle said, walking to the giant opening that led into the Mountain. As she looked back to Lucile, her eyes caught an unfamiliar face in the crowd. Black hair, a thin face, she raised an eyebrow and shrugged it off. Two guards were on each side that nodded back to her as she nodded to them. She made sure Lucile was close to her side as they walked in, to insinuate he was with her. She led him down long cavern hallway - that had a few hallways on eachside before it opened up into the gathering hall. Which is where the King addressed the Village, it wasn't anything special. A giant cavernous circle. There were beggars, and shops set up in here as well. She took him East, and it was not to long that they walked into another giant open room. The smell of warm food, and the sounds of comfortable small talk rang in her ears. She led Lucile to a table with some food and finally spoke after leading him through the Sanctuary "Grab whatever you like..." She gestured, she herself grabbed a muffin, and a few apples. Her eyes scanned the tables, nodding and smiling at some of the folks. Her eyes then rested on just the person she had been wanting to see since the encounter at the gate, Eden.
"Eden!" She exclaimed, and walked over quickly to the group, "Hey Sparrow" Brielle hummed her name, "Good Morning, hope you all slept well". Brielle turned her attention to Eden, "Uhm..." she laughed a bit and scratched the back of her head "You mind working with me on some close range techniques?" Brielle hated asking for help - some weird pride thing, but she also did just overstep her boundaries a bit at the gate. An anxiety filled her that made her wonder if she'd ever actually fight one of those simpletons. "Whenever you're free of course...preferably soon.." Her peripheral caught the site of the boy Sparrow's age next to her, she raised an eyebrow "Are you new here?" She leaned towards him, something raised her interest.

@Ktyhrea@GoodLuckTuck@WhiteMoths@Hawlin@Lord Orgasmo