Vida Hadley

zendaya. 24. herbalist.

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WHO: Open WHERE:Apothecary WHEN: Early Afternoon

Vida busied herself with the preparation for a moment and then leaned against the counter and pushed a little bag of her own creation toward the customer in front of her, smirking while she did. "Just try it."

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captain-drystane·:

The girl was confident in her answer which made Cristo nod his head, his way of conceding to her point. Still, he couldn’t help the giant grin spread across his face as he looked at her. “Oh I doubt there’s anyone who will feel they’ve seen enough of my face.”

He listened to her as she spoke, his hand eventually reaching below his seat to pet the sleeping form there. “Many things drives us here but tonight there is one thing in particular that is calling our names.” At that, his crew around him laughed and murmured in agreement, no doubt filled with excitement.

“How would you feel about a late night swim?” He asked, taking another gulp of his drink. “The crew and I know a spot by the cliffs and we’ve been dying to hit the water. We’re open to company if you so wish to join us?”

“No lack of confidence, I see,” Vida acknowledged. She didn’t mind it though. Often times confidence was attractive in the right person. She considered Cristo’s invitation. She could hear her sister’s warning in her head about how she took too many risks, but she also knew if she didn’t take some chances, she’d never have any adventures. “Swim?” Vida asked, eyeing the crew skeptically. “You all lookin’ to be devoured by sharks or you just enjoy taking your chances? There have been four attacks on swimmers near the bluffs this season.” She picked back up her drink. “I’d possibly join you if you headed the other way. The cove in the other direction is harder for sharks to enter and significantly farther from the usual beach patrols.” She took a sip and then added, “Not that I think you’re looking to avoid anyone. It’s just useful information.”

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aghostoftheodosia·:

Theodosia gave a nonchalant shrug. “I do not know you, so why would I help you?” She asked, confused as to why the other had expected more of her. “I’ve never been known for my manners. I don’t feel they are as important as people would have you believe – and anyone who thinks they are has been hoodwinked into a system that makes social shame an instrument of class preservation.”

As the woman came back out with a hammer to open the barrels, it became apparent that she was the apothecarist. “No, actually, I have come into some supplies that I thought the apothecary might be interested in.” She replied, trying not to be too obvious as she peered over at the barrels, curious to what was inside.

“I’m not asking for undue respect, but civility never hurt anyone,” Vida replied trying to keep her tone laid back and neutral as she peered inside the barrel and then sighed before closing the lid back and hammering the nails back in. The merchant guild had to get better about letting her know when they would be dropping things by for her to hold temporarily.  

“Furthermore, should you choose to show kindness to a stranger, you display a true show of strength. That’s a lesson that took me a while too.” Vida rolled the barrels inside her fence and then turned toward Theodosia. “What supplies were you interested in selling?”

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captain-drystane·:

Cristo had started to gain a much better mood after getting settled back in his home, which including sleeping in his dry bed and having a warm bath for a change. He was now back at the tavern enjoying a meal with some of his mates, Talaya napping at his feet.

He paused from his chewing to take notice of the girl standing alone in the corner. She hid it well, but he recognized the look in her eyes for his when he would first come to places like this. The look that craved adventure.

“Gentlefucks,” He announced, addressing the men and women who joined him for the late meal. “Take that seat from that old fart over there and let’s make room for this beauty, huh?”

His crew took the seat from the old drunk, who just rolled over to the floor in his slumpness and Cristo motioned for the stranger to join them. “You have an interesting presence about you,” He told her, cutting out the introductions. If he was right about her, there’d be no need for them. He’d remember her. “What brings you to such a shitty place?”

Vida accepted the invitation gladly and sat down among the group of strangers with a confident smile. She turned her gaze toward the man who seemed to be the group’s leader and answered easily, “Probably the same thing that brings all of you- lack of better alternatives.”

She sent an accessing gaze around all of the faces and then squared Cristo with a look. “I’ve lived here too long and not seen enough faces like yours.”

She placed her drink down on the table between them and reclined back a little, looking completely at home in the atmosphere despite always feeling a little out of her element among all the pirates, merchants, and privateers. The man in front of her looked confident and she didn’t want to meet him with anything less than the same feeling.

“Or are you going to tell me something else drove you to this god-forsaken place?”

[shroudedobrien]

Status: Open

Location:  Nassau, Tavern

“I’d think twice about releasing me. That is if you had any intention of keeping your hand” Kennedy hissed her threat to the stranger as she attempted to loosen his grip on her whilst trying not to draw attention to them. Her hand drifted to her hip where her small blade was usually hidden, only to find it missing and her heart to lurch. She had only wanted to have a quiet drink, hoping to over hear any information on the new arrivals, though this time it appeared that she had made the mistake of listening in on the wrong people and they hadn’t been as drunk and unobservant as she had originally thought.

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“Let her go,” came a sharp voice as Vida held the knife to the man’s throat. “A woman can’t sit and have a drink around here without some worthless scum trying to control her?” She touched the sharp blade closer against the man’s throat. “Drop your weapon or I’ll use mine.”  The man let go of the woman he’d been holding only to reveal that he hadn’t been holding any weapons in the first place. Vida backed off and held her knife close. “That’s an unimaginable level of stupidity, don’t you think?” she asked him, using her height to her advantage and refusing to be daunted by him otherwise. She eyed the other men and then motioned with the dagger for them to get lost and they stumbled out of the establishment with only minimal derogatory comments thrown the women’s way.  Vida held the blade back out to the woman. “Is this yours? It was on the floor. And even if it isn’t, you should probably hold onto it. Nassau isn’t a very safe place if you aren’t careful.”

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aghostoftheodosia​:

WHO    :    open WHERE    :  the streets of Nassau WHEN    :    Mid Afternoon

Theodosia shook her head at the other’s request, “I cannot help you, nor do I wish to.”  She shot them a look which told them their effort to change her mind would be futile. 

Vida looked the stranger up and down and arched her eyebrow. “I’m sorry. Did I do something to offend you?” she asked, sharper tone tinging her words. “All I did was ask if you knew who had left these barrels by my front gate. You’re the only person I see around here. I thought maybe you’d seen something. There’s no call for your ill-manners.” Vida went and retrieved a hammer to pull the nails from the top of the first barrel before looking back at Theodosia.  “What are you doing standing around here anyway? Did you need something from the apothecary?”

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Status: Open Location: Tavern Vida walked into the tavern that night with her bag of tea in hand. She'd begun a trade with one of the bartenders to bring herbal teas in exchange for a few drinks herself. She handed the drawstring bag of loose leaf tea over and then took her own mug of rum in hand.

The place was noisy and loud this evening, a number of new ships having come in the past day or two so the place was bustling. There should be someone here she could pick for information or try to befriend for whatever short amount of time it may be. Siding with anyone who came into port may one day get her on the wrong side of someone's sword, but so far, it had led to some very eventful (and some very boring) encounters so flipping the coin and taking her chances was always worth it.

She turned around from the bar with her mug in hand and skimmed the place. Every seat looked filled except for the ones she could already see the brothel workers eyeing. It didn't seem fair to take their hard earned money away from them so she propped back by the bar and kept her eye on the place. 

There was a tan skinned young man in the corner who looked like he may be doing the same thing she was. And there was a woman who reminded Vida of her own sister as she perched on the edge of one of the tables. Vida marked her off her mental list. A handful of older pirates sat about laughing and drinking and gambling away coin. Vida wasn't opposed to gambling, but she had brought very little to wager with tonight so she sighed and stayed put with her back to the bartender.

Either someone would leave and free up a seat or someone would notice her and get her attention. For now, it was best to wait. Despite how she felt, she never wanted to appear too eager. 

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alanaackerman·:

     the beach was peaceful. not always peaceful, of course, as pirates were frequently coming and going and it was the closest thing to the water beyond the docks at port. but when there wasn’t chaos happening, it was quiet. alana enjoyed it there, picking her way across the sand as she took time away from the town to just breathe. 

upon seeing a somewhat familiar face, staring out at the ocean, alana paused, attempting to work up the courage to approach. it really wasn’t any of her business what vida was doing, staring so profoundly at the ship that was slowly disappearing beyond the horizon, but alana was, for all intents and purposes, nosy ( although she preferred the term curious. ) it was as she approached though that the brunette had turned around, and alana stumbled, catching herself before she landed back in the sand.

“sorry!” she squeaked, attempting to compose herself, “sorry. i was just - i was just coming over to see if you were alright.” patting down the skirt of her dress, she puffed up her cheeks and finally turned her attention back towards the woman. “you looked a little, ah, distant.” 

Vida hesitated. She knew she had come off too harsh. Her foul mood wasn’t Alana’s fault. She squeezed her eyes together for a moment, trying to control her emotions and then looked at the other woman.

“My apologies, Alana.” Vida sounded defeated as she spoke. “I was too severe. It’s only-“ She raised her hand toward the water only to drop it again. Some days everything felt futile and today was certainly shaping up to be one of those days. “One of the sailors on the ship that just sailed out had promised to tell me about St. Augustine. And I know, I know it sounds so selfish, but I can’t help but feel so tightly bound to this place that I’ll never be free of it.”

It crossed her mind that she may be bringing on too deep of a topic for a casual friend this early in the morning, but she was already so tense inside that she knew she was going to burst if she didn’t tell someone. Last time, she had blown up at her sister instead and that had ended up with her sitting on the floor and crying into her apron so maybe at least here she could pretend any tears were from the wind in her eyes. 

“Don’t you ever feel that way? Don’t you ever just want to venture beyond New Providence? I so desperately want to know what’s out there.” She shrugged and frowned a little. “And sometimes it feels like that’s never meant to be.”

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Status: Open Location: Dunes of the Beach Vida watched the ship sail out all the while pursing her lips and scowling. She'd watched the pirates row away toward the ship and climb aboard, even the rigger who had promised to tell her about life in St. Augustine. Of course he'd left without ever doing so, probably never giving her a second thought after the rum from the night before had worn off.

She tortured herself watching the ship until it disappeared over the horizon and then Vida knelt back down in the dunes and gathered her morning collection of herbs and flowers in her apron. She stood up rather quickly in her frustration, shaking her head to try to keep from becoming teary-eyed, and spun around, almost stumbling as she noticed someone so close behind her.

"What do you want?" she asked sharply, trying to pretend she was fine.

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Evidence “Vida” Hadley

General Information: Name: Evidence “Vida” Hadley  Birthday: October 9, 1691 (Current Age: 23) Orientation: (Probably) pansexual Current Status: Single Nationality: Unknown (born at sea) Languages: English, Spanish  Occupation: Herbalist; Assistant to her sister at the apothecary 

Background: Place of Birth: Ship in the Caribbean Current Residence: Nassau, New Providence, Bahamas Father: Nathaniel Hadley (alive) Mother: Mary Katherine Clemmons (alive) Siblings: older sister, alive

Physical Traits Face Claim: Zendaya  Gender: Female Race: Biracial (undetermined) Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Dark Brown Height: 5′10″ (178cm) Weight: 130lbs (60kg)

Hobbies & Talents: -knows her way around a garden and the wilderness -early morning walks on the beach -singing, but never for a crowd -storytelling

Bio:

Evidence “Vida” Hadley was born on a pirate ship in the middle of the Caribbean to a mother who loved her life at sea. Having already abandoned one child with acquaintances in Nassau, she left Vida there as well and soon the two girls were alone. Vida’s older sister cared for her immensely, but they struggled quite heavily until being taking in by the kind De Leon family. 

The De Leon family were apothecaries and they taught their family trade to the sisters so now Vida assists her sister in the shop they run. She’s very talented at growing the things they need in the shop and knowing which herb or root or seed can treat an ailment, but despite being skilled in her work, she’s begun to stray from it.

Lately, Vida’s been taking more and more walks along the beach each morning. It’s not that she wants to sail off into a life of piracy the way her mother did, but he does know that people come to Nassau from many walks of life and from many places all over the world. The life out there that she’s never experienced must be enormous. She doesn’t desire to leave her family or do anything to upset her sister, but she feels the pull of the rest of the world beyond New Providence and she hopes that one day soon, she will find it. And until then, she’s willing to search for bits of it in anyplace or anyone willing to tell her.