PrinceAlexus

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Talie "Friendly local rock nerd"

Location
Festival grounds
Mood
Distracted

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Talie headed back to her home for a break as the festival was long, breakfast was nice but she needed some time to chill. Plus she needed to call her Brother, he had kept her sane even though her parents had her swearing even at the thought of them. "Kurva" Muttering under her breath even as put away the plates from the dishwasher.

"Jan, Jan i know you can hear me" she called happily over the sound of a dropping tool. "You idiot , you're one of the few good people In this family. Be careful." Laughing slightly as she chastised him, they were the faults but Talie always saw him somewhat as her little brother. He was 6'6, could pass for Thor with tied back blonde hair and could manual labour all day without tiring but she knew him far deeper and the real Jan. "Come on, how's things" Her voice softened and they soon fell into Polish, her grandfather taught them both and they kept the tradition going.

Her brother was a contradiction, painfully shy and despite that, highly confident and could repair a vintage truck and diagnose it just based on engine noise and trust he was right. She just hoped he met a nice woman, or at least kept up with his friends and so, he deserved some good luck.

The time to return to the festival was rapidly approaching, putting her dress back on and checking carefully in the mirror she had not caught it on anything. Talie even had gone to bother of doing her makeup more than normal, might as well least make a decent impression. Her phone had not rang and things seemed to be going smoothly. Maybe too smoothly…

Making her way to the festival was a challenge this time, the traffic was far worse and she even had to turn her music down to concentrate. It seemed the entire town was out and finding parking was a real challenge,

Talie did not envy anyone who had to keep everything running, one office was enough work. A shooting game caught her eye as she passed and there was no one to win her a cuddly bear this time around. Paying a small sum in cash she took the air rifle giving it an experimental look, the barrel and stock was straight but no doubt there would be some trick to the stall holder's advantage. "Little to the left…" Getting a satisfying ping to her success, her second shot striking a duck and a 3rd knocking down what appeared as a disturbed Smurf someone made by hand.

The second attempt was only a little more successful so I gave up finding other entertainment and things to explore. She did see the tall doctor from earlier wandering about too though was unable to catch him with more than a polite good afternoon. The crowds were too busy. Not all the people were as friendly to a newcomer to town though. It was like they could see into you and know if you were here for x generations. Kinda spooky. Talie shook the thought off and relaxed, she was assigned here and they would have to deal with it.

….

Reaching the dunk tank by meandering route, coffee in hand and carrying a paper bag of sweet treats. There was water on one side but not the other and a police officer who seemed to be entirely enjoying it. "Howdy Sheriff, I thought you might need a treat" bringing out an almost perfect replica of a doughnut off the Simpsons. She had a whole bag which the other officer was probably eying up and handed them out knowing it was inevitable they would ask ."Though I failed to win the bear and only got a rubber duck for shooting deformed Smurfs… I'm better with a shotgun" Talie grumbled and pouted slightly.

Her phone buzzed in her bag though it went unnoticed as she spoke, the work phone. But she was distracted.

Then Levi approached and got the impression they knew each other though it might not always be in a good way, avoiding a dunking splash by virtue of the clear wall even as an officer who pulled her slightly out of the way on reflex despite the "Safe" side. She had brought doughnuts for them.

*buzz buzz* The noise of the work phone was lost in all of the cheering of the dunk. Levi and the Sheriff had a history for sure. Raising an eyebrow at Levi, if he got her good dress wet, she might have found a creative use of rocks or a rock hammer. Her wardrobe needed improvement as it was. Academically of course.

*Buzzzzzzz* Came again but had no reply. Manuel would go unnoticed.

Mantions
@Zora@The Muse

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Talie "Friendly local rock nerd"

Location
The Cozy Bear
Mood
Happily fed and caffeinated.

...

Talie took her coffee very thankfully, chocolate plus pancakes made Talies morning even better. She had not really eaten much before she left the house having not been very hungry. Now she definitely was and her sweet tooth was giving her happy brain chemicals. "Thank you, I do enjoy sweet things. " Talie bit at her doughnut and savoured some of her life giving coffee before she noticed anything else. Levi was a blatant flirt and well practised through his real intentions where unknown. Maybe he had a thing for one of the local women, or was a playboy. Regardless, the service was good and the food tasted good as it looked.

"Yes! That's the one. I'll look for them, it's practically a local legend it seems.`` Talie spoke before he vanished into the back and the kitchen. If it was half as good as it was known then it probably was pretty good to say the least. Glancing over at her work phone, she did not expect to be dragged into something but she had it in hand bag. The USGS was hardly a festival favourite, yeah she had a fair collection of pretty rocks at the office. But they were not exactly mainstream. It was sad that people don't appreciate a pretty rock. They made useful gifts like paper weights, door stops too or threw them at people who annoy you … in your mind of course.

"Thankyou again Jewel, I'll have to remember to say hi when I'm by city hall. Nice outfit by the way." Talie knew the platitude was pretty hollow but it was diplomatic to compliment the person who worked for the Mayor's office. She recognised a rich daughter if she saw one, she was kinda one just not in good standing with her family. People thought it was a walk in the park but the pressure could be real especially if you did not conform to the expectations.

Talies food arrival and Jewel being distracted by something moving in the distance ended that one. Sheriff in the dunk tank, might have to miss, he did help her settle in to the town. The pancakes were good as word and expected and soon had a rather happy Talie thinking she might get breakfast here more often. Looking over shoulder a large metal object was moving into town reflecting light across the growing collection of activities outside.

Spotting a familiar redhead Park Ranger outside, they had some disagreements. Maybe she liked the old man who she replaced too? She had not got him removed, he just got too old and was asked to retire. The office was a mess frankly when she took over, missed checks, the paperwork was all over place, old samples though the shipments were all rather regular. He got one thing right, Talie guessed. She still had to finish getting a proper inventory done.

Where else was she meant to find better samples than the old slag and dumps near the old mine and refinery that has long fallen into ruin, been recycled and was barely more than piles of rock, rusty metal too heavy to move and some old timbers stubbornly hanging on. The maps she had dated back over a century and the old man… she would just have to order new ones from the BLM and others to get up to date info.

Making a few quick notes in a notebook, she scribbled a short to-do list between pancake pieces. She would forget to do it on Monday so noted It quickly in a leather notebook. "I must leave a good tip" Talie spoke to herself without thinking.

Glancing over and outside, it would be rather interesting to see what happened. This seemed like a fun event.

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Mentions
@QueenBea@Almalthia@The Muse

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Talie "Friendly local rock nerd"

Location
The Cozy Bear
Mood
Caffeine Zombie

...

Talie was friendly with the Sheriff especially since he had been one who helped her find where the local store was and such. Due to circumstances of her appointment here the old man she had replaced has been less helpful. He might even know the best place to get coffee. She might be a little addicted… The town was charming though and it was not hard to like it here. If she had been told about the cakes and such food at festivals she might have to do a lot more station checks on foot to stay in shape for the next few weeks.

Not that she minded. There were numerous sensors and stations to check they were operating correctly plus the history of mining meant that there were numerous mapped and unknown former mines that created some interesting things with the unique topography around Sanctuary.

Torn from her thoughts by the man in the coffee shop flirting with another woman who came up, she looked rather fancy and waited... yes. She was someone in town. She had seen her picture in the local paper. Something to do with the Mayor's office. Levi. Levi, he was called Levi. A taller male customer seemed to smile her way before leaving. Maybe Trace Adkins had it right about country boys... not that she would admit to enjoying country. Ever. That would remain her secret. A Doctor too? Hopefully she was not there too soon because of an embarrassing injury.

"Tha" Talie was suddenly addressed by the man who took over from the woman, she was not sure who was in charge now. Swipping her bag to side in suprise before gathering it back in reaching for her money. Shoving her goverment badge back in to its pocket. "Thankyou, you do not have to" much as not wanting to cause a fuss...yes but be polite. Seeing as he was making her favourite breakfast. "well seeing as your offering." commenting before her frame of thoughts was jarred off again. It was one of those mornings and had yet to have a coffee!

"Il have a strong Americano, Sugar please. Pancakes with syrup cream and choclate. Plus whatever the best doughnut here" Talie had no idea what range they sold having only grabbed coffee quickly passing through takeout out a few times here before too busy taking over the office or moving in. "I only got sent down here recently. First time I had free time" Admitting she was a newcomer so hopefully her lack of knowing the specials made sense.

Yawning slightly again. She really needed a pick me up sweet or coffee. The nicely dressed woman turned her morning om it's head again and offered to pay for her food. Brain rapidly trying to progress and switch to the situation. Not sure what she expected, this was a pleasant suprise. She probbly was someone important that nicely dressed and her words confirmed it, making enemies would not help her settle in, especially in the Mayor's offices. "Thankyou Miss, much appreciated. Natasza Stepanova, but everyone just calls me Talie as it's much easier, I took over the USGS office. Paper beats rock to know the town it seems." Joking badly she dropped her jacket to lap and keep her dress nice. Talie liked this dress too much.

Her tattoos would be visable but it was warm and nothing she had was offensive, the polish themed tattoo moving into a periodic table below the elbow. "I recommend anything filled with choclate." The woman was polite but hints of stress?, choclate would help that or least you had choclate. Your day was always better with sugar.

"If they taste as good as they look, il have to stop by more often." Talie replied honestly at the array of sweet treats. Her thoughts were again, again distracted by a noise behind her of a truck. A man stepping out of a jeep though the colour was a normal boring one. What was wrong with her truck thinking absently. "Anyone know when the rou…. Fer….fun…something. No cake event?. Fun cake? A Cashier spent minutes praising it yesterday." Talie could not help but have a blissful smile at the idea of any cake that could make someone talk for minutes about it. "You have best Coffee, Pancakes and doughnuts naturally im sure" Talie added Diplomaticly to not slight the cafe ego. Cake was not their rivals or they be involved in the cake event and a compliment.

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Mentions

@Zora@The Muse@QueenBea@Pilatus

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Talie "Friendly local rock nerd"

Location
The Cozy Bear
Mood
Caffeine Zombie

...

Natasza woke up to the sound of the battered radio alarm playing, half asleep she turned to grab some water and bright sunlight shining on her face. She really needed the landlord to sort that curtain rail out. "...The weather looks good and Sanctuary is going to be busy today, rides, food, fun, all the good stuff. So we advise avoiding the…" Natasza just ignored the rest as she made way to the bathroom.

She was a newcomer to the town and the Sheriff had advised to go with the town's flow to fit in. People had lived here a long time and could be a little strange about new arrivals. The old guy who ran the USGS office before her had not helped in recent years by ill health for field duties and getting various reports late to city administration etc. So she was attending, maybe being the friendly rock nerd might make them a little less granite and abit more pourus to her.

Searching her brain, what she remembered while the shower warmed her up nicely. The Town was still nor fully known to her and the backlog of work had kept Talie busy, the cafe… that would be an OK place to try and get some idea what was going on. The Sheriff would be rather busy, there was some pilot she used to send some samples off last week, he had a mixed reputation for cargo apparently but they were rocks. It would be fine. Honestly she had not had too many chances to get to know many outside of a smaller circle. That would change today.

…

"Il grab some coffee on way ba." Remembering she no longer had a roommate now, it was nice but a little lonely too.

After careful deliberation with herself and the mirror in the end Natasza had chosen to go a little more conservative. Maybe it was best to see what the town was like before she rocked the boat too hard. Wearing a dress and not her slightly silly T shirt and so uniform on the weekdays. Finding her respectable white trainers that looked mostly clean throwing a slightly worn and rather faded vintage denim jacket on the passenger seat pile. Shorter hair made life so much easier, she did miss it long but got in the way so much.

They would get used to her tattoos. The older folk a little longer maybe but she would not hide them.

Climbing into and out of the truck would take a little finesse but doable, her work truck had picked up a knock, more than normal and was due to the local mechanic on Monday. Oh well. The two would have to get used to her more interesting truck.

My Hider

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Window down, singing along. German rock music playing at a mostly acceptable level to not give some retiree a heart attack and aviators on. This was life, free and able to decide one's own path. Much as she loved her family, she could not work at the mines all her life.

The town was busier than she had ever seen and it was just morning. Lacking caffeine gnawing at her brain Talie made the first turn she saw to a place that sold hot drinks. Avoiding a food truck heading into town it seemed to lead where she wanted to go as main street area was closed parking near a road block. Least she would never lose her Truck. She would bet her salary it was only one that was this pink in town or perhaps the County.

"Howdy Sheriff, il pay the permit on monday. Good luck and Rock on" her passing words were lost in a yawn she failed to stifle as she walked over to the Cozy bear. OK the joke was terrible but she was without caffeine.

Reaching the Cozy bear was surprisingly easy. Several people she did not recognise where about, the odd one she did like the staff, pretty sure the old man said that guy was a doc… of some kind, and other locals who were that evil kind of early risers. Aliens the lot of them. "Morning" before yawning slightly. It seemed in small towns you were meant to interact with other humans and not stare at your phone. She could do that. After she got Coffee. "Any pancake specials on today please?" Asking hopefully, Talie loved pancakes. Especially whatever magic diners etc used to make them so fluffy.

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Mentions.
@QueenBea@Zora@The Muse

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Natasza

Name:
DGS (Doctor Geological Studies) Natasza "Talie" Beata Stepanova

Birthday:
October/15/1995

Age:28

Appearance:





Favours practical wear normally but will happily dress up to remind people she is a female Geologist. Workwear is basic outdoors wear, warm, rugged and such. Hair is shorter and deep black.

Dark brown eyes.

5'8 normally.
5'10 in heels.

Has a sentimental small silver ingot necklace that was from silver from the family mine.

Several tattoos as an act of Rebellion including a winged hussar on shoulder and upper arm with a periodic table on her lower arm.

Occupation:
Locally assigned as part of USGS survey program to study the area as part of local directive Caliban Green 4.

Short Bio:

Natasza was born to a fairly well to do Polish American family who came to the United States Post WW2. Her Grandfather who served in the Free Polish Navy struck a deep vein of luck when he riskily purchased an old mining claim starting the Northern Thunder mine and established after much hard work, toil and blood an fairly profitable small mining enterprise that grew to provide a comfortable income.

It was expected she would join her parents in the family business taking Geographical studies at college and doing her master in minerals and mining. It was on a field trip that would cause quite the argument but also set her on her own path.

Joining a US Geological Survey trip changed all that, joining the family business was expected but she wanted to see beyond the small bubble they lived in. Signing up against her parents she joined the Doctorate programme the moment it opened and took the first posting that came up.

Arriving in Sanctuary was a mostly routine job all considered taking over from a retiring somewhat grumpy old man who seemed to have held the post the last decade or so. He probably should have been replaced sooner but Sanctuary had never been top on the priority lists.

Then came a call from the director, the gold had long ran out. But what else was there? Keeping that to herself. The Town may like her less If they knew she might lead to them blasting the top off an entire mountain.

Misc:

Natasza got her obscenely pink truck to annoy her last boss, also it was so Pink it was cheap. No one wanted to drive a truck that Barbie would own. It also had a few dents from her leaning to drive it. Peobbly with a old coffee cup, several forgotten coats and a dozen cds piled on passenger seat.

Plays rock music way too loud. Is a big fan of heavy metal. The pun is very much aware of.

Drinks her coffee way too sweet. "It's like burnt Antifreeze". Somehow she has teeth and is healthy. Bothering prior to morning coffee is more like seeing if a mountain lion will like being poked with a stick.

Should wear glasses more but is self conscious and only uses them for computer and closenup reading etc.

Swears fluently in English and Polish.

Likes Rom Coms but hides it very deeply.

Small USGS Field Office

Mostly a small office, storage area and place to store vehicles like a quad bike etc and such.

Work Truck. Boring government model

F350 personal Truck. Yes … its that Colour.

Rental Property. 1 bed cottage with a office and a fireplace for cosy evenings.

Dr Manuel De Santos. USGS Partner of Talie

A tall confident man who has been assigned to work with Talie. Latino and newly qualified Doctor and assigned to the field research. Cuban American by birth originally from the big city on the coast.

Growing up in a bad area, bikers and local gangs fought over drugs, money, or just insults and beefs over smallest things could see blood spilled and bullets flying.

He scored well and found a way out getting scholarships and finding a way out. His friend was hit in a drive by, confused for his older brother. He was never the same again and not lucky.

Much more natural and confident than Talie in public situations, with an easy confidence and way with people and authorities.

Had a tendency to wear too tight pants and shirts. Also may wear Rodhesian short shorts in summer with no shame. Interested in gossip and loves a good scandal or would they romance. If there's nothing interesting happening he may just make it happen.

Talie is not sure and too polite to ask how he leans but his choice of fashion and some comments in the office makes her entirely unsure.

Work ride tends to be a heavily modified scrambler bike for off road and a basic truck like Tallies for big jobs.

My Hider

Car. 1959. 6.3L V8 Cadillac Eldorado.
Pride and joy, rebuild carefully and immaculate.

My Hider

Add on Notes

Hat. Boonie hat, little worn in military drab with USGS patch sewn on. Nothing too fancy.

Brother. Jan. Johannes full name.
6'6 Blonde and heavily built. More like Thor. Very much enjoys physical labour, working on trucks and heavy machines. Owns a vintage Pascific p16. "I feel like I fit into this" . Very much in pristine rebuilt connection and still sees work use.

Works for family, very shy and less confident and shy despite massive build and aperances. Very very much gentle giant. Quiet personality. Despite booming voice and strengh potential.

The only one she gets on with in family. Very protective of her brother as knows he is vulnerable in own way despite his size.

Reason keeps in touch with family.

My Hider

...

Also has a high limit credit card from her family she refuses to touch as to be indebt to them

Does not get on with parents.

Did get on with Grandfather before he died. Supported her unlike parents.

I have a second character planned. The local heavy field tech who a little grumpy, loves Flannel and for once. Not tall lol

Peyton Sherman

C.S.

Name:
Peyton Sherman.

Birthday:
August/12/1991

Age:
31

Appearance:


Stocky, well built and taking after his father Peyton, shorter but solid and regularly played football at school. 5'9 tall and in good shape thanks to having to handle heavy metal, tools and such on a day to day basis.

While he can dress nicely and has a rather good collection of smarter wear he can be often seen more casual in Jeans and a wide variety of T shirts and Flannel teamed with boots. At work he tends to stick to tried and tested boots, overalls and a battered cowboy hat. A little surly but warms up to anyone who is willing to get past the first impression.

Occupation:
4th generation fully qualified field tech of Sherman Heavy Industrial Machinery. Licensed Caterpillar dealer and repair heavy machinery. Founded in 1940. However they handle some basic tasks in general for other brands.

Also heir apparent to the business though his father remains in charge for now. His Uncle took over for a time though his father recovered from the stroke and returned.

Regularly seem visiting the Renos, Naviro, larger farms and other enterprises who run a lot of heavy machinery. Renos especially is a regular call at times as Logging is tough on machines and some of their operators can misjudge things.

Short Bio:

The family is old, the Shermans have been in town as long as anyone can really remember without checking the town archives. They founded the dealership in 1940 and have been running the local heavy machinery repair shop and dealership for 4 generations. Over time it's grown from a small operation to a major repair centre taking in everything from small Bobcats people hire for yard work to mining, forestry, farming and anything else Cat sells and produces at some time or other over the years.

Having such a legacy was a blessing and a curse however. You were guaranteed a job and a solid one too, but also your choices were effectively set. His father being a history buff named his son after one of the founding fathers much to his own displeasure at teasing he got as a kid.

Sole son of his parents due to mother struggling with a bad pregnancy it was assumed that he would take on the legacy and the town almost expected. Sherman was so ingrained in some people that the dealership was solely referred to as taking it to Shermans. Nothing more, just Shermans. No one even needed further words.

Peyton was soon helping out in the shop, passing a spanner and in his later teenage years was seen working on changing oil and working on smaller jobs under supervision. He took fast to the physical work and had a knack to fix things. The paper documentation and office stuff was a whole different story. Peyton was never the most academic and one day will likely be the owner, which comes with serious amounts of responsibility.

The family however thank God, fate and whatever else you believed in Caterpillar really did mean a lifetime promise. When his father was his Uncle took the throne as it is jokingly referred to in the family until the King could return. Health insurance covered everything without a question, business had support. Caterpillar did right by them. Thankfully the lifetime pension offer was not needed but greatly appreciated.

He fell into a bit of trouble in his late teens but nothing too severe and only got a talking to or spent the night in cells sobering up. He knew when to call it quits though and began to sort his life out.

The sudden family emergency was ill timed indeed when his relationship broke down and his then girlfriend just straight up left town leaving him alone with an empty feeling house and deep worry not knowing what would happen. The engagement ring he meant to give was thrown in the local lake in a fit of anger and desire to cast it anywhere it could never be found again.

A matter of months prior it seemed all was right and he was happy to be elbow deep in the engine and tracks of a Cat, often owned by the Renos or another of the big landowners. He planned to propose in the mountains and life took a nosedive

Though life has a funny way of working. He was working late one evening to rebuild an engine when a filthy, bedraggled one eyed cat came in. A check at the vet found nothing. It took a good wash to find out the cat was even white, once the cat curled up on his lap he had a cat, the cat chose him. Naming her Yogurt, he never was great at that. Yogurt soon regularly snuggled up to him at night. Maybe the universe was not entirely cruel.

Yogurt has been seen a few times on the company's slightly sporadically updated social media pages, more often than not asleep or getting in the way in such ways only she can. Cat tech rescuing a cat, sitting on a cat was too good to pass up.

Their social media woman keeps pushing for him to take a more prominent role as effectively considered by many to be the assumed heir. The fact he works getting dirty in the field without complaint like the rest of technician's customers bent over an engine on a daily basis has only made people more sure he is one who will be leading them into the next generation.

Misc:
Anything else you'd like to add (not required)

Fully licensed CDL driver and recovery licensed.

Even the family forgot when they arrived in Sanctuary. There's probably a record somewhere.

Plays acoustic guitar at home mostly though is fairly good.

Claimed to dislike cats and only was looking after it…until he had a cat. Is now a cat person.

Rough round edges but means we'll and have headed out late at night to rescue more than one person with less sense than they should.

Vehicles.
Field tech truck


Cat trucks fitted out for heavy support use if tech trucks cannot handle the job. Painted in cat white and Yellow.


Personal Truck.
2006 H1 he maintains himself.


Home built on land near his parents.


Yogurt

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Cs mail sent. I may or may not have caused people's eyes to bleeding by car paint job.

It's...very...distinct.

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

Il just have to remember how to use this site again...

Consults dusty tome in mind.

~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

This was fun before. Maybe I should try it again.

𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔚𝔞𝔶𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 ℜ𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩𝔰 (𝔜𝔢 𝔒𝔩𝔡 𝔅𝔬𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔖𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔩 𝔣𝔬𝔯 ℜ𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡)

<Snipped quote by False Prophet>

Started with a hasty wager, a canon, and too many drinks; ended with half a harbor catching fire.

@LouLou

How many kingdom's is she wanted lol.
Its probably multiple...

𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔚𝔞𝔶𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 ℜ𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩𝔰 (𝔜𝔢 𝔒𝔩𝔡 𝔅𝔬𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔖𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔩 𝔣𝔬𝔯 ℜ𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡)

@LouLou

*in high remote northern moutains*
Double guards...

Why...

Just have a feeling...