Thread: Inalt

Name Nickname Alexandria Donnelly Alex, Lexi Attire Black gown shows off just a little leg in the front with corset, overcoat, black leather boots, black hat. Weapon None. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone Altair. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Alexandria stood up from her curtsey, giggling softly as she averted her eyes to look at the stone of the street below her feet. Her cheeks suddenly felt warm, a blush sweeping over them surely turning them a rosy shade of pink. This man was flattering her with his compliments. Though she was naive in the ways of the world, she was able to discern that much. However, his smile, the way his eyes looked into hers... just then, she found herself turning her gaze back to meet his once more. There was something charming about his manner, chivalrous. I highly doubt I'd be a match for a band of pirates, good sir, Alexandria began. Though thank you for the vote of confidence. She giggled sweetly, her hand reaching up so her fingers could play with one of her dark curls. Though I am here on an outing, just a walk to get some air. Just then, she bit down on her lip and glanced from side to side looking to see if James was about, to see if he'd found her. However, I'll tell you a secret, she then said, her voice getting softer, almost a whisper. She gestured he come closer. I've just purposefully lost my 'watch dog' and am trying to see the town on my own without him . She paused a moment, glancing about once more, her face a bit worried. I fear he might find me sooner than later though, he always does, she sighed sadly. I should very much like to see Inalt, just once, on my own. To see the Azure and the great ships without him there. Alexandria looked at the man. Surely he must think her a silly, spoiled girl. But really, she just wanted a little freedom, to be away from James and his watchful eyes and invasive stares. But, she couldn't expect many to understand that or to care. At the very least she got a few minutes of time this day. And for the first time, she managed to talk to someone. Name Nickname Charlotte McCabe Charlie Attire White off-the-shoulder peasant top, brown leather corset with clockwork design, brown pants, brown leather boots, goggles. Weapon Knife sheathed on her left hip. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Charlie had managed to find most of the things her father had wanted and for that she was both grateful and happy. But there was one item he'd wanted, some sort of coil, that she couldn't find no matter how many times she'd scoured the stands. She had to face the fact that she needed to go to one of the more obscure shops in the slums. The thought of heading there didn't sit well with her at all. In fact, it made her tummy twist into knots. She had half a mind to turn around and head home, to tell her father that they just didn't need the item or that she just couldn't find it. But... she couldn't do that. She couldn't lie. Oh! It was beyond aggravating! It was infuriating! Charlie knew she'd do it. She loved her father too much not to, even if she felt that the man was a bit too obsessed over his work. He was getting on in his year, his health failing and fast. It was only a matter of time really before the man got too sick or something happened. She wouldn't even try to delude herself about that, not any longer. He'd been much older when he and her mother had decided to have children. It was partly why she had died when she was still a baby. The birthing had been so hard on her and eventually her body had just given up. However, her father had made it clear that her mother had never regretted having her nor did he. They'd considered it a blessing that they'd had a child at all. Sighing, Charlie's eyes drifted eastward toward the slums. She really didn't want to venture that way, but she knew she had to if she was to get the coil. Finally, she set her jaw and clenched her fists into balls, her nails digging into her palms. Turning toward the scarier section of town, she began to head toward the one place she didn't want to go, but knew she had to. She just hoped her time there would be short... and uneventful. Charlie exits to The Slums of Inalt Name Nickname Mathilda Molloy Mattie Attire White short-sleeve peasant top, brown leather corset, pink lace handless gloves, olive green and white skirt showing off leg in the front with a brown leather belt, pink lace garters, olive green and pink striped stockings, brown leather boots. Weapon Knife sheathed on her left hip. Location Inalt town square. Tagging Anyone Michael. Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. The smile never left Mattie's face as the man spoke. He truly had helped her and more than he might have known. With the onset of Fall, the Winter months would soon be upon Inalt. And the Winter months were always the most difficult for her when it came to selling her roses. It was difficult to grow the flowers during such harsh times, though her father had shown her how to do so before passing. And sales were always lowest during that time as well for some reason. She supposed people just weren't in the mood for some reason, but once the thaw came and the Spring season was upon them, sales always picked up. And those usually helped her recoup the loss she underwent during the harsher seasons of the year. So, this extra money she'd just received would be so very helpful and make things extend so much farther than usual and for that she was so very grateful. I will, Mattie said in response, her cheeks feeling a bit warm. And farewell, sir. Do please stop by again. Her lips were still turned upward in a smile as she watched the man walk away and slip into the crowd until she could no longer see him and he blended in with the rest of the mass of people. She had no idea who he was, but she hoped he would indeed stop by again and not necessarily to buy a rose.