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"The gentle side of my nature is thin and easily thwarted by the bad manners of imbeciles, corrupt...
A neewly made duplicate of my old blog, now a main blog for the sake of ease and sanity as I write. I hope many of you prove interested, and wish to RP with me once more.
For those of you interested, I'm going to make a new Bigby Blog for the sake of convenience, and I'll be posting a link to it shortly. For those of you who waited for me to respond, I'd like start afresh for the sake of my sanity, though I'd be happy to start any new threads at your request, thank you.
Come to smash up the rest of my place?
Will write more in a few hours. My friend was finally buried today, and I just feel...better, sort of. Worked through everything, and got to say goodbye. So I'll be able to slowly get to everyone who's been patiently waiting for far too long. Love you guys
Open Starter || Modern!Verse || Anyone
Dany chuckled softly. “My accent gave me away didnt it?” She grinned, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Just a few weeks, on job transfer. Originally from London.”
"Heh. I see...I'm actually European myself, but I've been living in Manhattan for a very long time. "
He admitted, his eyes briefly glancing into memory before returning match Dany's gaze. "Very long time" was a bit of an understatement, of course. New York had still been the Dutch colony of New Amsterdam when the old wolf had settled here centuries ago.
Prior to that, it had been somewhere in Eastern Europe, and before even that, a place that was technically Europe, even if only in the minds of storytellers and their listeners. Bigby blinked away his memories of Black Forest, and returned his attention to Dany.
"Sorry, got lost in the nostalgia for a second there. So, job transfer eh? What do you do for a living, if you don't mind me asking?"
Fables #134
Sorry for the wait...again.
Argh. Different reason this time. I've been grieving the loss of a friend, and the mood to write just isn't coming to me, which is unfortunate, since that generally makes me feel better. I will respond eventually though, you have my word
@kittiesnwine69: “Immoral is not sex.. immoral is.. ” Rev Rebecca Turner #takeroot14
From the slide behind Rev. Turner:
It is immoral to:
Shame women who are survivors of assault
Exert control over the health decisions of pregnant [people/women]
Force women to drive hundreds of miles to get said abortions
Pass public health policies that are based upon lies
Force all people to abide by the religious restrictions of some
Lie to young people about medical facts
Use religion as an excuse for bullying
Use religion as an excuse for denying human rights
Use religion as an excuse for oppressing women
Use religion as an excuse for denying healthcare
Open || Fables!Verse
"Get outta the way or you get runover!"
What the hell-
"Bri! What the hell are you doing?"
The Sheriff demanded, even as he lurched to the side to avoid being flattened.
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"I’m sorry if I offended you I didn’t mean it like that honestly." She glanced away for a second, expecting a good bollocking from him, instead she saw a hand reach out to her .
She looked up as he spoke. “Dany.”
"Don't worry about it. Honestly, I get called worse by cabbies daily."
The stranger's grip was firm, but not unpleasantly so...though he certainly smelled off putting, the scent of cigarette smoke extremely pungent.
"So, how long have you been in Manhattan, Dany? I'm guessing you're not a native."
I swear, when I’m a dad, my wife is gonna get like 0 time with my kids. My God, I can’t wait to be a father.
I think that is the cutest thing i have ever heard a guy say
I’ve only ever seen one gif from this before! I’m so glad this turned up on my dash.
I have rebloged 3 times.. it′s the most cute gif ever!
Their focus was on the book. Their usual fun time in the book store went on seeing who found what book interesting. It either was surprising or not. The man’s voice made them look up.
"You wouldn’t believe the amount of spines people have ruined by reading the book in store. Just a precaution, ya know?" They said, giving a crooked smile before the attention was back on the book. “‘Seven years in Tibet’, huh?"
"I see. Though wouldn't you just make sure they payed for the damages? You break it, you bought it, etc?"
In response to the second question, he offered the book for the storekeeper to examine.
"Just a bit of nonfiction to take a look at. Even if it's a familiar story. Look interesting to you?"
Doing a survey. Reblog if you are a "Just Wing It" role player. No planning or plotting is needed. Nor permission to make a starter just for you.
"If there’s one thing you should never do, it’s touch my whiskey—
You brought it on yourself!”
"Oh, you mean this whiskey?"
"Since you're already drunk as a skunk, I'm fairly certain you didn't need it."
Evelyn smiled as she looked at his yellow eyes for the brief moment that it was there. It’d been awhile since she’d seen eyes like that, wolf eyes. Even longer since she’d seen someone who controlled their forms as easily as she did.
"Impressive, Bigby, impressive. I’m sure yours freaks more people out than my own. Especially with that big and bad attitude of yours. Me? It’s just being a ‘demon’. Red eyes and all."
She chuckled and shook her head ‘no.’ “Thanks but, I’m good. One usually cuts it, not that it does much for me. But, still thanks.”
The elf smirked at the suggestion, “I think ya should. My kids part of it. And, don’t.. Don’t tell how it’s a bad thing. Kid’s got a knack for healing, and he’s pretty intimidating.. But, yeah Would be nice to have some new friends for the guys. I think Naz will like you..”
She nodded at the thought. It wasn’t often that they could let people into their little circle. But, given the fact that she wanted to stay on equal ground she figured knowing the crew would keep it that way. She knew this community of fables existed, and now he knew she had her own crew.
Her smirk faded when she thought about it. “You numb it out. Fill the void with putting your life on the line every minute that you can. Getting shot a few times stops phasing you, and you kind of wish they shot you in the head instead of the chest. But.. You try to remember them. As much as you can. My little boy died in my arms, Bigby.. I watched him die.. And the damn humans had the nerve to lie to me,” her last words came out like a growl, her nails digging into her palm, “Even if he’s alive..It wasn’t an illusion.. I wish that it was. But I know it wasn’t.. But.. I’m sorry you thought you lost someone. Even a short time can pain you.”
Letting out a heavy sigh, she relaxed her hands and brushed a tear away. She ran her hand through her hair, tugging at it to pull herself out of her memories. “He’s back. And that’s all I know. How or why, I don’t care. He’s alive,” Evelyn smiled the best she could, crossing her arms and shifting her hips.
She looked him over, taking in smaller details. It took her mind off of things. Easier to relax when you could come up with possibilities to how many times he’s broken his knuckles, or how much he smokes. But more importantly, she noted how his eyes widened for a moment. Just enough to tell he had a thought. One of those important thoughts. And the question that followed gave it away.
"Depends on what you want. Depends on the job, how long it takes. Depends on the people too.. As for what I do. Like I said, information broker. But.. Getting information, infiltrating mobs, gangs and groups. Why?" She tilted her head, an amused smile planted firmly on her lips, "Got a job for me, Bigby? Pretty sure I can do whatever ya want. Even erase a memory, or plant some."
She smiled softly, nodding, “Yeah, that’d be pretty fantastic. I’d enjoy that. And, anytime’s alright. I mean, I do have a day job. Eight to four. But, I don’t sleep, nor really need to, So I’ll be up for anything.”
Stepping a bit closer, she looked into his eyes and took in the small little details. Quickly, she reached out and tapped his nose.
"My best friends are mortals. My last fiancé was mortal. It is like dating a young person. The only thing that reminds me that they’re not so young is watching them age. For us they’re so young.. But for them.. Ah.. It’s worse when they die unexpectedly." She sighed softly as she thought about it.
The thought of a man charming people just to lead them on made her stomach twist a bit. “That’s sick… Though..” She smirked a bit, “Could trick him, give him a taste. Which would be fun, for me. Then again, I have a very sadistic taste in punishing people who deserve it.” She shrugged, still smirking at the thought. There was always someone who deserved to be punished by breaking them. “Gods, who wants a prince charming anyways? Creep.”
"Thanks. Shifting's always been easy for my family, at least on my father's side of the family. Technically, I could take on forms other than that of a man, or my natural appearance. But I'm content as either. I'm a man some of the time, and a wolf all of the time. Anything else would be dishonest."
He explained, before taking another long drag. He gazed at her appreciatively.
"Red's always been color I'm comfortable with. I wouldn't mind seeing it on you."
He challenged, curious to see her appearance. It wasn't though he expected to find it off putting. He was a wolf, after all. Sometimes he was amazed he found humanoid women as attractive as he did.
"Naz eh? What's that short for?"
He asked, curious to know who she believed would take to him so easily. It would be nice, he thought, to simply talk to people who wouldn't be overly distracted by events that had taken centuries ago.
Bigby's thoughts quieted, as the memory of grief brushed across Evelyn's features like a cold wind. There was anger as well...but Bigby knew what powered it.
"Thanks. I'm glad your boy's alright too. I don't have any children, but I did have a good mother, and in that respect, you two aren't tha different. I'm sure that pup of yours knows that. Or at least he should, if he's got any sense about him."
Bigby stated, confident in his assessment. A warrior and a parent could be one of the fiercest things he'd ever seen in a battlefield, and Evelyn emanated the strength a of a refined steel blade. He nearly pitied the fool who'd thought to threaten her boy now, after she'd already lost him once.
A more neutral look settled on Bigby's features, even as his eyes lit up at the possibilities.
"I can think of a few tasks you'd be well suited too, though I'd like to see you in action before I commit you or your allies to anything. Plus run it by a few people to see where you'd be best put to good use. I can assure you though, if I did hire you, I'd pay you well for it, and the assignments wold require absolute precision on your part. A mercenary with your talents would be invaluable, due to your skills, and the fact that the people I'd sent you against wouldn't know you...most likely."
He amended, frowning at the prospect of the Adversary having access intelligence of that nature. Bigby doubted that was the case...but the arch nemesis of Fabletown wasn't to be underestimated. Whole worlds were bound in chains in testament of that fact.
Then she touched him on the nose.
The Wolf blinked, rapidly caught off guard by the simple gesture. He almost reached out to catch her intruding finger, but relented after a moment. She hadn't meant harm, he was sure. Human noses weren't nearly as sensitive as his, after all.
"I don't have anything against the locals, believe me. I'm just reluctant to form any sort of serious relationship with them. Barring any sort of odd circumstance, I'd have to keep lying to them everyday to maintain secrecy. It's not healthy to have any sort of relationship with such a weak foundation. In your case, clearly you were honest enough with them."
He took another puff, a contemplative look on his face.
"I'll have to disagree with you on one point though. The worst part aout being friends with a mundy isn't that death comes suddenly. Death can come for anyone suddenly, that's Her right. The worst thing is seeing them age right in front of you. I made several friends during WWII. Only one of them is alive right now. He's a good man who's kept my secret, and it's not easy seeing him wither away. Aren't you reluctant to become friends with people you'll know you'll outlive?"
He asked, somewhat reluctantly. It was something of a sore subject with more than a few Fables, himself included.
He shrugged a moment later. "No idea where Charming is now. Probably in Europe, mooching after some poor woman who was at the wrong place or time. I make a habit of ruining his day whenever he's in Manhattan, but the fucker's a sleaze who can oil his way out of anything. You find, him feel free to do as you please."
He murmured, eager to move on to another subject. A moment later a thought occurred to him, and he flashed Evelyn a wolfish smile.
"Not into a fairytale prince huh? Then what are you looking for in a man, hmm? Something a little more off the beaten path?"
Fables: 1001 Nights of Snowfall
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