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@anythingbutsue
OPEN
“Evenin’ treacle, my name’s Woody I’ll be y’ bartender f’ th’ evenin’.” He greeted the customer warmly, flinging a cloth over his shoulder, “I specialise in cocktails, banter, and flirtin’ so yer in f’r a good evenin’. What can I get ya?”
someone love my soft, misunderstood boy.
THIRTEEN ASSOCIATIONS
Sue Cash:
ANIMAL: Dog COLOR: Pink MONTH: October SONG: A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash but I feel like that’s a cop-out so Witness - Mindless Self Indulgence NUMBER: 4 DAY OR NIGHT: Night PLANT: Forget Me Not SMELL: Weed SEASON: Autumn FOOD: Yorkshire pudding MUSICAL INSTRUMENT: Harmonica ELEMENT: Earth DRINK: Bourbon
TAGGED BY : @abscxnder TAGGING : @theseancekid @aphroditetms @femlette @krmpus anyone else.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars; that I’d search the honky-tonks and bars and kill that man who gave me that awful name.
femlette·:
If she didn’t think it’d put Sue in any danger, she’d tell him everything in a heartbeat. But this had to do with her uncle, and therefore had to be dealt with and spoken about very carefully. Not that she wouldn’t tell Sue, she just wanted to eliminate any danger possibilities first by chewing over her words. A hummed sigh and she leans a little further into Sue’s side.
“ I will tell you over our meal, “ she offers a light smile. “ No having needed. Because I know you will. “ A chuckle follows her final statement as she leads them over to the chairs, already popping some tupperware open for them to pick from within.
“ My uncle and I have been having.. disagreements a lot lately. Today was very bad. “
“ ‘Ad tek a bullet for y’ love, y’know I would.” He meant it too. Sue didn’t have a lot of friends, he moved around too much for that, and he was sure the only reason he hadn’t left this city was because of Diem. He loved her, she was like the sister he’d always wanted. She kept him fed, she didn’t try and water him down, she could probably murder anyone who was ever mean to him. She was cute. Sue starts to load up a plate picking bits of food out of the tupperwares and feeling giddy by the mix of smells, his whole mouth filling with saliva as he got excited to start eating. He swallowed it away so he could speak again, “I’ve got a gun under me bed with a bullet in it with me dad’s name carved into th’ casin’; d’ya want me t’ but another’un in wi’ ‘is name on it?” He was joking, and smiled briefly before reaching over and putting his hand on her arm, with a more sincere voice asked, “Are you okay?”
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Name: Sue Cash Alias(nicknames): Woody, Susi Q Age: 33 Date of Birth: March 9th Spoken languages: English, Spanish, Italian, Romanian, German Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Bartender/Mixologist Criminal record: None, officially
Appearance
Eye color: Hazel Hair color: Dark brown Height: 6′02 Scars: Multiple insignificant faded scars, one notable on left mid calf down to Achilles Overweight: No Underweight: No
Favorite…
Color: Yellow Hair color: None Eye color: Blue Song: Jump In The Line - Harry Belafonte Movie: The Jungle Book T.V. Show: The Simpsons Food: Anything new. Drink: Bourbon Video Game: Crash Team Racing Ice cream flavor: Strawberry
Have you…
Graduated high school: No Had sex: Yes Had sex in public: Yes Gotten pregnant: No Kissed a boy: Yes Kissed a girl: Yes Gotten tattoos: Yes Gotten piercings: Yes Smoked/drank/done drugs: All of the above Had a broken heart: Yes, tragically. Been in love: Yes, tragically Needed surgery: Yes Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes
Are you…
A virgin: No A cuddler: Yes A kisser: Yes. Scared easily: Not really Jealous easily: Depends Trustworthy: Yes In love: No Single: Yes, In a relationship: No Considered mean: Yes, to some.
Random questions.
Have you harmed yourself: Yes Thought of suicide: Yes Attempted suicide: ... Yes... Wanted to kill someone: Yes Driven a car: Yes, badly Have/had a job: Yes Have any fears: Losing family.
Family
Sibling(s): None Parents: James “River” Cash and Lorraine “Lol” Harding Children: No Pet(s): No
tagged by: @abscxnder tagging: whomstever wants it!
femlette·:
It’s like a kettle boiling, and his little greeting of affection was turning off the flame and lifting the lid. There’s an audible sharp sigh, more so a huff as she starts to bubble down from her height. Clearly it was frustration, something she’s forcibly trying to push down and away so she can maybe enjoy a meal with her dearest friend.
“ Upset from an argument; Cooking helped until I made too much, “ the last bit ends with a breathy chuckle, realizing just how silly it must’ve seemed to try and calm one’s self down by cooking. She’ll admit, seeing how much she’d made did stress her out a little. Knowing it wouldn’t waste, though, helped.
An arm curls itself around Sue’s back, Diem leaning her frame into his side. Dark eyes are settled on the tupperware she’s unloaded into his home, a smile warming at her lips. This was a ridiculous amount of food.
“ —This should be enough food to catch up with, yes? “
“Who’s bin upsettin’ ya? D’ya want me t’ fuckin’ ‘ave ‘em? Cuz y’know I will.” Sue was a fighter, particularly when it came to his friends and his family. He wasn’t necessarily a good one, but a fighter none the less. He rarely ever won a fight, he had scars on his knuckles to prove it, but it was the principle. Diem had been the best friend he’d ever had, she’d been the first person in a long time to take him seriously, so if someone had been upsetting her enough to make enough food to feed an entire army then Sue was prepared to take the punches for her. “I think th’s plenty enough food ‘ere, love.” Not that it was a complaint. Sue rarely got to taste anything home cooked because he was kind of bad at it, and Diem’s cooking was incredible.
ghostconjured·:
“Oh, good.” No, that didn’t ease his worry. He wasn’t worried that the guy wanted to kill him, more that he wanted to kill someone. It definitely felt like he should do something about this, but he wasn’t sure exactly what. “You’re not… Actually going to kill him, right?”
“Wouldn’t you if yer dad named y’ without y’ mam’s consent then ran away leavin’ ‘er all alone t’ raise ya?” He shrugged nonchelantly, “Mate y’ve got no idea whar’its like t’ introduce y’self as Sue. Y’ th’ first person in a long while that’s not laughed.”
ghostconjured·:
“Oh, uh… Any specific reason?” Klaus asked, unsure as to how he was supposed to react to that. He couldn’t even tell whether the man was joking or not, and part of him felt like maybe he should do something about this, but… He had to be joking, right? He had to.
Hesitantly, he shook the man’s hand. “Klaus. Nice to meet you, too.”
“For namin’ me ‘Sue’.” He responded with a nod, laughing softly at how Klaus’ demeanour shifted and he seemed a little more wary of him now. “Relax, I’m no’ a murderer... Jus’ patricidal. Y’ve got nowt t’ worry about.”
ghostconjured·:
“And I’ve never been a guide before!” Really, he was just going with the flow, the flow being whatever popped into his head and seemed like it might be fun. It was something that had a slight tendency to get him in trouble, but hey - it never failed to give him a good story and a bit of thrill. “So, what brings you here?”
“Me? Oh, I’m lookin’ fer a man so I can kill ‘im. A specific one, I should say; I di’nt just wake up wi’ a cravin’.” He pulled a face that would probably make it difficult to tell if he was joking or not, but still he stuck his hand out for the other man to shake, “Nice t’ meet y’ mate, I’m Sue.”
femlette·:
( @anythingbutsue ♥ )
She’s carrying far too many tupperware containers in several bags to make sense of, hurrying herself inside Sue’s door with a very quick and small Hello as she does. Bee-lining for the dining room, she’s setting the bags and wares of tupper on any surface she could. There’s some type of fury and exasperation there in her eyes, expression fixed with vacancy besides it.
“ —I made too much, “ she explains very simply, very briskly. Once everything is displayed, she turns to face Sue, hands pushed onto her hips with some emphasis and a huff. “ I thought you might like some. “ A pause. “ —Dim Sum. “
His door was always open to Diem, she almost always came over with food and that was one of the reasons why. He’d never quite seen that much though, not that he was complaining but he couldn’t help but wonder why and how she had come to make so much food and where he was supposed to keep it. “Diem, what th’ fuck mate?” He replied brashly, looking at all the things on the dining table “Why’ve y’ made so much food? Y’alright love?” The latter greeting came with a gentle hand on her back and a friendly kiss to the top of her head. Admittedly the greeting should’ve come first but he was overwhelmed by the amount of Tupperware.
it was my birthday today apparently, and i spent 90% of it wishing i was dead, and the other 10% crying.
theseancekid:
Klaus smirked at Sue’s reaction to the compliment, unaware of how much it really meant. He was always one to give affection rather freely, and had long ago given up any worries concerning masculine standards. He was well aware that everything that came out of his mouth sounded flirty, but he didn’t mind. He did raise a brow, however, when the compliment was returned to him, but decided not to comment lest he get ahead of himself and accidentally take things too far.
“Oh yeah? Like where? I’m having a hard time thinking of somewhere worse than a prison shower…” he chuckled at first. “But yes, officially they locked me up for possession…my sister hired a big fancy suit to get me off, but my record was already too fucked, so…”
Sue had never really been a ‘mans man’, he was far from masculine himself, he swore a lot, drank a lot, spat, got into fights in bars, but he was sensitive and words hurt; he didn’t have a lot of friends and he had his father to blame for that. Life really isn’t easy for a boy named Sue. But Klaus had been nothing but kind to him, people like Klaus were rare and few. “In a skip be’ind Budgens.” He replied, crinkling his nose slightly at the memory. “Tha’s easily worse than prison showers... D’you know, I’ve ‘ad ‘undreds o’ barfights in me life, I’ve walked around wi’ crack tucked int’a me socks, an’ I’ve never been done. Not once. I’d say I’m lucky but...” he made a vague gesture to himself as if that was enough to finish that sentence.
