1st Bite [Action/Video]

[willak]

(ooc: after this mess)

[A girl with a familiar face to a local artist is sitting in Good Spirits with a nice, typically expensive bottle of whiskey. She hates whiskey. Hates alcohol on a good day.

But this is a very, very bad day. Raylene Carter is a wonderful mess right now too: hair in tangles like her sister's and leaves and dirt stuck in it. Mud caking her feet and splashing up her legs, A dirty white newcomers dress and a pair of dark brown wings that won't stop twitching.

Something happened, something that could encourage her to go right for the alcohol and get righteously pissed. Some first day.]

[Video]

[The book isn't so hard to figure out even in her inebriated state. She squints at the screen a moment before mumbling with a thick drawl:]

Someplace 'round here that sells clothes?

Comments

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[willak]

Newford, huh? I've been there before.

[She could blame this on the drink but she felt like it wouldn't hurt her story if she just gave that little bit away.]

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[keepsmehonest]

You have?

[There's no mistaking the surprise on his face. Aside from those who had met Jilly, he's had a hard time finding many people here who've heard of the city.

He laughs a moment later and then smiles. It's a nice change.]</small? Well, what did you think?

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[willak]

Lived there a while when I was younger.

[Except she looks plenty young now. Surely she must mean when she was a kid.]

It was...nice. I was -- [Not happy. No. But successful? Yes.] -- I did good there. I wish I hadn't left sometimes.

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[keepsmehonest]

Sometimes I wish I got to grow up there, too.

[Even if, technically, when he arrived in the city at age fifteen he still had a lot of growing up to do. He glances in her direction for a moment, smile wistful.]

But whatever the past is, Newford's home now. More of a home, I think, than my parents' place ever was.

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[willak]

Good on you. To find a place you love, I mean.

[She nods, very earnestly. That's what drinking does to her it melts away her defenses for a night. She doesn't like it for a reason.]

S'hard to do.

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[keepsmehonest]

[He nods in agreement to that before draining the last of his beer. Geordie signaled for the bartender to bring him a second.]

I was one of the lucky ones.